"City Lord, we know we were wrong..."
"We'll never dare do it again!"
"Please, in your great magnanimity, forgive us." The expressions of the Black-Faced Tiger and Scarred Wolf, which had originally remained calm and collected, seemed completely terrified after the black-gold blood instantly obliterated Yu Qian and the Blood Heaven Demon Ape Dou Soul without leaving even a trace of slag behind, and they trembled uncontrollably.
The other man possessed the strength of an early-stage Three-Star Dou Xian, yet he was killed in a single strike without lasting even a single round in the hands of Wang Feng's black-gold blood. This made the two men, whose strength was merely at the later-stage Two-Star Dou Xian level, unable to suppress their fear.
"Only saying this now... I'm afraid it's too late." Wang Feng was naturally not a person of indecisive character. The black-gold blood surged forth once more, shooting wildly toward the two of them with berserk momentum.
"Run!" The Black-Faced Tiger and Scarred Wolf also resisted with all their might, or else even a shred of a chance of survival would instantly vanish.
"Gurgle, gurgle!" Before the two could even cover ten meters, the black-gold blood silently overtook them, and right after, under the mysterious power of the black-gold blood, both of them melted directly into pools of pus and blood.
"Thud." Having seemingly effortlessly eliminated Yu Qian and the two leaders of the Mad Demon Corps, Wang Feng abruptly coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood. Clearly, mobilizing that black-gold blood had brought him rather severe internal injuries.
"Bai He, the Mad Demon Corps, and the Yu Family-leave no one alive."
"Sigh..." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng's aura grew weak within his body.
"My lord, Lord Xiao Yan, you should head back. We will