Black Tiger King

Chen Xian rode his horse into the forest.

There were still quite a few demon corpses in the forest, and the ground was covered with thick, foul-smelling demon blood.

Previously, the blood mist had floated above the forest, but now it was drifting within the forest, mixing with the thin miasma, like a veil of blood.

Judging by the number of demons Chen Quanwu and the others had killed, they had held off at least three thousand demons.

However, those were a thousand Demon Slayer Soldiers who frequently engaged in combat, their strength several times greater than the three hundred Cook Soldiers he led.

"Holding them off for two days is a bit of a stretch!"

Chen Xian's expression was solemn. If the Lesser Demon King led three thousand demons to attack, he would only be able to fight the Lesser Demon King.

The remaining three thousand demons would definitely charge towards Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others.

How could a hundred people possibly hold off three thousand demons?

Unless he could instantly kill that Lesser Demon King and intimidate the three thousand demons.

But there were varying strengths among Lesser Demon Kings. The Young Wolf King he killed last time was at the mid-stage of the Lesser Demon King realm. If he encountered a late-stage or peak Lesser Demon King.

With his current strength, he could at most injure it; killing it would be difficult.

If he couldn't kill the Lesser Demon King instantly, then Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others would be in grave danger.

Chen Xian furrowed his brow slightly. Although he knew that Li Sheng and Liu Dingchun had sent him and his men here to die, there was nothing he could do but obey orders.

A moment later, Chen Xian arrived in front of Wang Yan's hundred-man squad, staring at the blood-red water of the Blood River.

"The battle was fierce!"

Wang Yan rode his horse forward and said into Chen Xian's ear, "Chen Quanwu's subordinates have lost quite a few men. Liu Dingchun asked us to hold the line for two days, but I fear he wants us to die slower."

Chen Xian said, "Li Sheng and Liu Dingchun still want to use us. They won't let all of us die."

Wang Yan's eyes flickered, "I don't know what Brother Ding's status was before coming to Demon-Slaying Pass. Li Sheng is the grandson of a Duke. To put it bluntly, if he really wanted to kill Brother Ding, it would only take a word."

Chen Xian's expression was blank, and he didn't respond to Wang Yan's words. His gaze was fixed on the opposite bank of the Blood River, "There will be a bloody battle tonight!"

Wang Yan also looked towards the opposite bank of the Blood River. Through a small gap, he stared at the dark sky, where blood-red clouds were rolling.

"I'm ready for the bloody battle," he said, gripping his spear tightly.

Chen Xian smiled, "Don't overthink it. We're brothers, we'll face life and death together."

Wang Yan nodded, "Brother understands."

In the past three days, he had consumed two Origin Condensing Pills and successfully condensed thirty-two acupoints, thus entering the Surging Origin Realm.

Both his strength and physical toughness were superior to before.

Midnight.

Blood rain began to fall from the night sky, chilling the air.

Everyone stood in the rain, motionless.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap split the night sky, and lightning tore through the sky above the Blood River Forest like dragons and snakes, shredding the night into pieces.

The lightning illuminated Chen Xian's expressionless face.

His eyes were incredibly calm as he gazed forward. After about ten breaths, he shouted, "Everyone, retreat!"

Wang Yan heard the order and did not hesitate, leading his hundred men to quickly withdraw from the Blood River Forest.

"Xianzi, why aren't you leaving?" he looked back and saw that Chen Xian hadn't moved.

"You all go first, and order Qin Fei to retreat to Seven Mile Peak."

"Alright!"

Wang Yan nodded and galloped away.

Roar, roar, howl...!

Not long after he left, waves of earth-shattering roars came from the opposite bank of the Blood River.

Wang Yan was shocked and looked back, vaguely seeing a dense mass of demons surging.

He knew that ordinary demons couldn't harm Chen Xian, so he led his Cook Soldiers to quickly evacuate the forest.

Boom!

At this moment, a silver figure swiftly descended from the sky above the Blood River Forest and charged towards the opposite bank of the Blood River.

Chen Xian stood by the Blood River and looked up.

That silver figure was Pei Menglong, holding a spear, his body radiating golden dragon-elephant energy. He was fighting a burly man in black armor alone.

It was clear that the man in black armor must be the Black Tiger King.

"Kill, kill all the lowly humans!" Three Lesser Demon Kings, each leading three thousand demons, crossed the Blood River from three directions.

One of the Lesser Demon Kings charged towards Chen Xian.

The number of demons was vast, with some crossing from the Blood River and others coming from the angle between the west side of the Blood River Forest and the Black Abyss.

Chen Xian's Spiritual Sense Eye could only reach over seven hundred meters; he couldn't see anything beyond that.

But judging by the roars of the demons, there were likely no less than ten thousand.

There had to be other Demon Slayer soldiers guarding the Blood River Forest, otherwise, how could their mere three hundred men possibly hold back ten thousand demons.

"Kill!"

Chen Xian shouted coldly. Before the demons could cross the Blood River, he leaped forward, charging towards the Lesser Demon King.

Clang!

His spear and the Lesser Demon King's fist collided, producing a sound like metal striking metal.

Chen Xian's expression sank. He thrust his spear again, attacking the Lesser Demon King repeatedly.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

The Lesser Demon King had no weapon, relying solely on its fists and powerful physique to block Chen Xian's spear. After five or six rapid strikes, it was only knocked back, not sustaining significant damage.

Moo!

Chen Xian activated the Jade Sea Furnace. The Ox Demon Body Refinement materialized behind him in an instant. Rolling primal energy erupted, transforming into spear shadows as he attacked the Lesser Demon King once more.

The surrounding demons roared and charged towards the other side of the Blood River.

Only the Demon Men and Demon Lords remained to cooperate with the Lesser Demon King in killing Chen Xian.

Splat!

As the spear passed through, it pierced a Demon Man, and blood mixed with rain sprayed outwards.

Killing the Lesser Demon King was difficult, but killing Demon Men was very easy; one spear thrust killed one.

[Sacrificed the soul of a mid-stage Lesser Demon, gained 1438 experience points.]

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Chen Xian didn't have time to look. After blasting the Lesser Demon King away with his spear, he charged towards the five Demon Men and two Demon Lords.

In just a moment, three Demon Men were pierced and killed by him.

One Demon Lord's chest was impaled by his spear, and it wasn't quite dead yet.

Chen Xian turned and appeared on the northern bank of the Blood River. He swept his spear horizontally, thrusting repeatedly, and instantly killed over ten demons.

However, the number of demons was simply too great.

At this moment, the Lesser Demon King had already flashed to the northern bank and was fiercely attacking Chen Xian.

The Demon Lord and two Demon Men cooperated with it, attacking and killing Chen Xian.

Chen Xian could only focus his attention on the Lesser Demon King. He waved his hand, and his spear shot towards a Demon Man.

Simultaneously, he drew the straight saber at his waist and slashed at the Lesser Demon King like a sudden storm.

Using the spear was too slow; switching to the straight saber increased his attack speed fivefold.

The dense blade light continuously struck the Lesser Demon King's body, finally breaking through its defenses. A ten-centimeter-long gash was carved into its chest, and blood flowed profusely.

"Damn it!"

The Lesser Demon King's demonic body was tough. It was shocked that a human youth could break through its defenses.

Puff!

A Demon Man's head flew off, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Chen Xian didn't rest for a moment. After killing the Demon Man, he continued to hack at the Lesser Demon King.

Although the Demon Lord was terrified, since the Lesser Demon King didn't flee, it didn't dare to flee either and could only attack Chen Xian.

It was instead pierced through the chest by Chen Xian's saber, blood gushing out.

Chen Xian's expression was blank, seemingly unfazed, but inwardly he was anxious.

The demon army had already crossed the northern bank and was heading towards Seven Mile Peak.

He had to kill the Lesser Demon King as quickly as possible and then stop the demon army, otherwise, Ding Chen and the others wouldn't be able to hold them back.

Roar!

The Lesser Demon King let out a tiger's roar. Its skin turned black iron, its arms mutated with a crack, and its claws became incredibly sharp.

It roared and lunged at Chen Xian, its knife-like claws slashing towards Chen Xian's neck.

"You dare slaughter my kind, you deserve to die!" the Lesser Demon King roared.

Chen Xian's saber light was like a shadow in his hand. Clang, clang, clang, clang... It continuously struck the Lesser Demon King's tiger claws, sending sparks flying.

With the final strike, a squelch sound was heard as one of the Lesser Demon King's tiger claws was severed. Blood gushed out like a spring.