Killing a Fifth-Order Demon Lord in an Instant

The White-Foreheaded Tiger Emperor possesses the means to track down the murderer who killed his cub.

If Lu Feng had gone to Shangyang Town with them, and Shangyang Town had not yet been captured at that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Lu Shuang quickly walked to Lu Feng's side, her lips moved, but before she could speak, Guan Shanhai above the city gate spoke first.

"Hu Xiaotian! Do you even believe what you're saying? We can't befriend him. Just give up on that idea!"

Guan Shanhai's voice came from above the city gate, facing the sixth-tier Demon Emperor without flinching.

The White-Foreheaded Tiger Emperor slowly turned its head and looked at Guan Shanhai.

"Good! Good! Good! A mere Late Great Grandmaster dares to speak to me like that."

Without further ado, it suddenly raised its front paw and slammed it down on the protective array beneath it.

At the same time, the dozens of Fifth-Tier Demon Lord behind it rushed towards the protective barrier, each displaying their unique abilities and frantically bombarding the barrier.

In an instant, ripples surged in mid-air, and the great formation shook violently.

Guan Shanhai and the other two immediately increased the amount of True Essence they poured in.

What are you doing?

Seeing Lu Feng start walking towards the city gate, Lu Shuang grabbed his wrist.

"The formation won't last much longer. This White-Foreheaded Tiger's target is me."

"As long as I'm in the city, once the formation breaks, everyone will perish with me."

Lu Feng stopped and turned to look at Lu Shuang before speaking.

"No! They won't let the people in the city go even if you go out! You'll just be throwing your life away!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Shuang became visibly anxious, her voice suddenly rising several decibels.

Hearing the commotion, Jiang Han and Lin Jingfeng, who were nearby, quickly came over.

"Brother Lu, did you really kill the Demon Emperor's offspring?" Jiang Han asked in a low voice.

Lu Feng nodded.

Jiang Han and Lin Jingfeng exchanged a glance, and a hint of envy appeared on their faces.

That's the offspring of a sixth-tier Demon Emperor.

"Brother Lu, Miss Lu Shuang is right."

"You know what kind of monsters they are. When have they ever kept their promises? Even if you leave, they'll still massacre the city."

"Besides, even if the formation breaks, we'll scatter and flee. There are only a few dozen of them; they can't possibly kill everyone," Jiang Han added, offering his advice.

Lu Shuang nodded, her gaze fixed on Lu Feng.

Lu Feng did not speak immediately.

He turned his head and glanced towards the west of the city.

On that open space filled with tree branches, more than ten thousand people were looking up at the sky.

Although they couldn't see what was happening outside the great formation, they knew that demonic beasts were attacking the city.

However, none of these people panicked.

"We can escape, but what about the ten thousand people in the city? How will they escape?"

Lu Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the group.

For a moment, the group didn't know how to begin.

Just then, the city's protective formation trembled violently once again.

Lu Feng gently pulled his hand away from Lu Shuang's and said to the others:

"Don't worry. You have to trust my strength. That White-Foreheaded Tiger won't kill me so easily. Wait for me in Shangyang Town."

Then, Lu Feng flashed through the walls of the city's protective array and appeared in mid-air.

"Who is this? Are they out of their mind?"

A Great Grandmaster standing next to Guan Shanhai suddenly spoke up.

Guan Shanhai remained silent, staring at the dark figure that had flown away, his expression complex.

"Zhao Changgeng is dead. If Zhao Hu Xiaofeng killed Zhao Changgeng, Hu Xiaotian wouldn't have said those things just now. Could it be that the one who truly killed Hu Xiaofeng was..."

"Brother Guan, what did you say?" The Great Grandmaster beside him asked when he heard Guan Shanhai whispering.

"It's nothing, Lu Feng just wanted to lure Hu Xiaotian."

"What? He's Lu Feng?"

"Even if he's a genius, how long can Early Grandmaster withstand a sixth-tier Demon Emperor? Isn't that just throwing his life away?"

Another Great Grandmaster next to him retorted directly:

"Why don't you go? You're Great Mid-Stage Grandmaster, you should be able to hold out a little longer."

"I'll go, I'll go!" the man said, turning to leave.

"Alright, now focus on channeling your True Essence."

"Even if you go, Hu Xiaotian won't chase after you," Guan Shanhai said, stopping him.

The Great Grandmaster was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening:

"You mean, the one who killed Hu Xiaotian was Lu Feng?"

Guan Shanhai nodded and offered no further explanation.

In mid-air, Hu Xiaotian looked at Lu Feng flying out of the city, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

It originally thought that the one who killed Hu Xiaofeng would be a Great Grandmaster.

But the person in front of me only had the aura of Early Grandmaster.

"Early Grandmaster? You actually managed to kill my Feng'er?"

Hu Xiaotian did not make a move immediately.

Although Hu Xiaofeng was only a fourth-tier Demon King, he possessed the bloodline of the Tiger Ancestor, making him difficult for even Great Grandmaster to kill.

Lu Feng was only at the Early Grandmaster, and Hu Xiaotian still didn't quite believe that Lu Feng could kill him.

Lu Feng did not reply. Instead, he secretly channeled his True Essence energy to unleash the Phantom Sword Art Technique.

In an instant, six identical afterimages appeared in mid-air.

Each dish carries an authentic feel.

Six phantom figures simultaneously attacked the nearest fifth-tier tiger king.

"A phantom clone? Interesting. Even I, the Emperor, can't tell the real one from the fake!"

Hu Xiaotian looked at the six figures in the arena, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

It didn't make a move; it wanted to see what methods this human had to kill its offspring.

The fifth-tier tiger king, which was being attacked by six phantoms, didn't pay much attention.

It snorted coldly, channeled its demonic power, and struck one of the phantoms with a palm.

The palm strike whistled, carrying the ferocious demonic Yao Qi unique to fifth-tier demonic beasts.

In its view, this palm strike, whether real or fake, would at least reveal something.

The moment its palm struck the phantom, an extremely sharp Sword Intent exploded from within the phantom, piercing straight into its palm.

The fifth-tier Tiger King did not dodge.

It grinned, and instead of retreating, it advanced, channeling all its demonic power into its palm and striking directly at the Sword Qi.

In his view, this was the true form.

Just as the fifth-tier Tiger King's palm strike clashed with the Sword Qi within the phantom,

Lu Feng's true form appeared from behind him.

He held a long sword, the blade radiating an extremely sharp Sword Intent.

The tiger was given no time to react.

The Sword Intent followed the sword, cutting into the back of Tiger King's neck, piercing through his throat, and emerging from his Adam's apple.

The massive body of the fifth-tier tiger king suddenly stiffened.

It looked down at the tip of the knife protruding from its neck, its eyes filled with disbelief.

His body then plummeted from mid-air and crashed to the ground.

[Ding! Successfully defeated a Tier 5 Tiger Demon, gaining 10 million Demon Points;]

A system notification sounded in Lu Feng's mind.

From the moment the Phantom Sword Art was unleashed to the slaying of the fifth-tier Tiger King, what seemed like a long time had passed was actually only a moment.

"He does have some tricks up his sleeve!"

Hu Xiaotian spoke. A human at the Early Grandmaster had killed a Fifth-Tier Demon Lord with a single move right under its nose.

Most importantly, Hu Xiaotian couldn't identify which of the phantoms was the real body.

"To be able to kill Fifth-Tier Demon Lord so easily at the Early Grandmaster... you absolutely cannot be allowed to live."

Hu Xiaotian raised his head, aimed at the phantoms still weaving through the air, and opened his tiger's mouth.

A tiger's roar emanated from its throat, and an invisible sound wave swept towards the five phantom figures.