LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
378. DEFEATING BAT AND PILL KING.
Long Jiu shook his head bitterly, “How can I know? It was one secret that only the brat knew.
But there was one absolute truth, he was not from that third-rate clan.”
Xie Tianyang nodded slowly.
Then, two sound waves collided.
The tidal wave and the dragon fought each other and as a result spread well into the crowd below.
The previous shockwave came from Yuan Qi, so people could resist it.
But this time, it was a soul attack. They would fall to the ground, dying if their souls were lacking in the slightest.
Chu Qingcheng used his soul to fight back and the Peony Overseer covered Xiao Dandan behind him.
But even they, the Profound Heaven experts were forced to spit out blood.
With the pain comes surprise, unable to believe that a healthy martial art cannot be blocked.
They were not even the actual target of the attack and had already suffered.
It was inconceivable how astonishing his strength was on his true target.
People started to look at Tan Wen Hong in fear.
The Vicious Pill King relied on the hundred Thundering Blood Bats while Tan Wen Hong could do it himself.
His hand made another mark as the Vicious Pill King did his best to withstand the shockwave,
with dark blood leaking from his mouth. He had never dreamed that Tan Wen Hong could use healthy martial arts. He is an abomination!
He could have held Tan Wen Hong back before, but now …
Squinting his eyes, Tan Wen Hong looked through the old man's incompetence and roared again.
The huge dragon above whipped its tail and the tidal sound waves dissolved.
It then flew through the hundreds of Thundering Blood Bats, whose eyes were empty as they fell to the ground like hail.
But the huge dragon did not stop there, passing the Vicious Pill King as well.
His mind went blank, not even a simple thought flashed through his mind.
Then, his body dropped on the ground, stiffly. Yan Fu wailing, “Master!”
Tan Wen Hong smirked and flew away. When his figure disappeared, a crazy laugh sounded,
“The seven great houses under the imperial family cannot kill one person even with seven to one. Their names are inappropriate, embarrass the whole world, ha-ha-ha.”.
Tan Wen Hong had long since left yet people were still staring foolishly at him.
And when they managed to gather their wits, all they heard was a sad cry all around.
The ground was filled with corpses and thousands of people were injured, as a result of the fierce clashes between Tan Wen Hong and Huangpu Qingyun.
The last sound wave, in particular, must have caused over a thousand to fall!
The 5th elder of the Hell Valley weakly stood up, watching in bewilderment, his lost arm screaming into the sky, “Tan Wen Hong!”
These two simple words were mixed with the hatred and anger that the other survivors had after this fierce battle.
Yes, after this ‘fight’, name
Tan Wen Hong would sound clearer and further than before, but never in a good sense.
He was one of the few famous figures known in Tianyu since its founding.
Satan paled into what he was now.
Towards the hung bodies, to the endless agony that plagues their ears,
people only have horror at their core. But at the same time, two words were deeply engraved in their minds.
King ibliss
Chu Qingcheng's group finally came as well, only to look on with pity at the miserable state around them and send people to count death.