LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
50.WOUNDED.
“T-but he is only a Qi Condensation cultivator.” Long Jiu denied.
Lei Yuntian shrugged in confusion, “I'm clear about that, but so what?”
The last words suffocated Long Jiu. Lei Yuntian said it as if it was a common occurrence for a Qi Condensation cultivator to fight a Profound Heaven cultivator all night.
“Dan?”
The 3rd elder clenched his fists, staring at Lei Yuntian, “You mean telling us Tan Wen Hong forced Elder You Yunqing to retreat?”
“Retreat?”
Frowning, Lei Yuntian showed a hint of fear as he recalled the incident last night, “You grossly underestimated Tan Wen Hong.”
Underestimating? Hows it?
Even if one were to explore the continent, would he ever find an example where a Qi Condensation cultivator forced a Profound Heaven expert to retreat?
We only made the most reasonable guesses, yet even this was too exaggerated that even Tan Wen Hong would not believe.
If it wasn't for you mentioning it, we would never have thought of such an idea.
The three elders swallowed dryly, with hearts in their throats.
“That fool didn't even have time to escape, being killed in one fell swoop by Tan Wen Hong!” Lei Yuntian sighed.
“What?”
The elders were overwhelmed with shock.
This has never happened before!
Long Kui and Long Jie were also dumbfounded.
Long Jiu's hand started shivering unbeknownst to him, “You mean Tan Wen Hong was behind the big explosion last night? He killed the elder of the Heaven Profound Valley of Hell and came out with a light wound? ”
“What is it?” Long Jiu was anxious and his aura leaked out, forcing the others to retreat a few steps.
Lei Yuntian sighed, “I told you not to underestimate the boy. He killed the Valley of Hell elder, but not at the cost of injury. Only his Yuan Qi was depleted.”
“That's impossible! He came out unscathed?” Long Jiu was battered with surprise after surprise that even she did not know what she was saying, “T-but then how could she be injured?”
Bam!
The pale-faced Tan Wen Hong slammed the door open and snapped at Long Jiu, “Isn't it because of you, brother Jiu?”
“Tan Wen Hong!”
Some were surprised, some were happy, some were amazed, but most were filled with doubt as they turned their heads towards him.
“Are you okay?” Tan Yunchang was worried.
“Goodyyour ass!”
Tan Wen Hong snorted as he glared at everyone present, “Here I am trying to preserve my life and you guys should continue to babble. You think someone can heal like this?”
They all started to feel embarrassed and lowered their heads.
Only the three elders were looking at him confused.
Tan Wen Hong secretly snorted, “Bro Jiu, don't you want to know how I got hurt? It's all because of him!”
Tan Wen Hong took out a cold corpse that shocked all of them. The most surprised, of course, were the three elders.
“Condor Jian Fans!”
The fear in Jian Fan's eyes did not disappear even after his death and was clearly visible to everyone as they looked at his corpse lying stiff on the ground.
What kind of death could evoke such an expression from the monsters that roamed the continent unhindered?