C21 The Twelve Blood Devils

Two blood-red skulls drifted toward Lee Qi as he launched his fists, encircling him in a pincer movement.

Without tapping into his Thunder Lightning Power, Lee Qi unleashed his full might.

His punch thundered out, casting a heavy shadow that bore down like Mount Tai itself.

The ferocious strike hit the left skull, significantly weakening it.

Simultaneously, his right fist surged out like a tempest, slamming into the right skull with force.

The right skull was repelled, shrinking in size, yet it remained unbroken.

As the left skull advanced again, the Blood Devil Leader's face twisted into a snarl.

"Die!"

He spat out the words through clenched teeth.

"Clash! Clash!"

Lee Qi's fists flew, one punch after another. When a single blow failed to shatter the skull, he unleashed a flurry, his fists blurring into shadows. Soon, the skulls were lost amidst the onslaught of his punches.

With each hit, the skulls diminished until they vanished. Lee Qi stood, still energized and spirited.

In contrast, the Blood Devil Leader's face was etched with astonishment.

His most powerful punch had spawned two skulls, yet they were no match for Lee Qi, who hadn't even resorted to his Thunder Lightning Power.

His face contorted with distaste, he inwardly cursed, "Lee Qi is far stronger than the Zhao family let on."

Regret, however, came too late.

Lee Qi's relentless barrage pulverized the blood-colored skulls, but he didn't cease his assault.

He roared, drawing in the Profound Qi from around him. The milky-white energy streamed into him like a torrent.

Once more, he channeled the Thunder Lightning Power, his fists radiating a brilliant purple glow.

With a fierce punch, his Fist Strength ripped through the air, emitting a sonic boom.

The Blood Devil Leader's face paled as he mustered a sliver of Essence Energy, absorbing the Profound Qi to unleash the Heaven and Earth Blood Devil Fist.

The once formidable Heaven and Earth Blood Devil Fist had lost its earlier dominance, the blood-red skull now dim and lusterless.

Meanwhile, Lee Qi unleashed a punch with all his might, channeling the formidable Thunder Lightning Power. Even without it, the Blood Devil Leader had been no match for him. But with the situation growing dire, Lee Qi had no time for second thoughts. Gritting his teeth, he met the onslaught with his fist.

"Crack!" The sound of bones shattering echoed as the Blood Devil Leader was hurled backward, letting out a piercing scream. "Ah!" The Thunder Lightning Power surged into his body, causing chaos and unbearable pain that left him writhing on the ground.

Huang Loong, upon hearing the agonized cry, chuckled. "Even the Twelve Blood Devils aren't up to the task. Lee Qi has taken another one down!"

"Master Huang, it seems we'll be counting on you when the time comes," Zhao Lingtian remarked with a grin, his confidence undiminished, knowing his most powerful weapon remained unplayed.

"Why has there been no report? What on earth has happened?" Zhao Xiangfei's voice betrayed his mounting anxiety, a stark contrast to the composed Zhao Lingtian and Huang Loong, leisurely sipping tea. His cultivation of Qi was evidently lacking.

Zhao Lingtian felt a twinge of dissatisfaction but kept it to himself. He wondered if he had chosen the right successor. But, it was his own flesh and blood, a disciple of Taoist Zhang, who was destined to take up the mantle of family Patriarch.

Lee Qi's punch had sent the Blood Devil Leader flying, and the sight left the other Blood Devils quaking, too terrified to make a move. They stood frozen, uncertain of their next step.

Then the Blood Devil Leader bellowed, "Attack! If we can't defeat Lee Qi, surely we can overcome Wang Ling'er!" At his command, several figures sprang into action, converging on Wang Ling'er from all directions.

Panic flickered across Wang Ling'er's delicate, jade-like face.

Lee Qi's expression darkened ominously, his voice a chilling echo from the abyss, "You're seeking your own demise. Don't blame me for what comes next!"

"Don't worry. If just one of us can subdue Wang Ling'er, victory is ours," declared the Blood Devil Leader, his madness unparalleled.

At that moment, his face contorted with pain, but he was hell-bent on taking down Lee Qi.

The other eight Blood Devils sprang into action, the majority unleashing the formidable Blood Devil Fists of Heaven and Earth. Blood-colored skulls materialized, thickening the air with a sinister blood aura.

Four of them converged on Lee Qi, while the remaining three targeted Wang Ling'er.

Lee Qi unleashed a barrage of four punches, each one resonating with the explosive sound of breaking the air, obliterating the blood-colored skulls.

He then swiftly retreated, positioning Wang Ling'er safely behind him.

"Watch out on the right!" Wang Ling'er called out.

Without hesitation, Lee Qi's right hand launched a punch, the Purple Light flaring up and echoing with the sound of tearing through the air.

The attacker's blood-colored skull on the right shattered instantly, his face twisting in panic as he attempted to pull back.

"Think you can escape now?" Lee Qi's voice was chilling, as if emanating from the depths of the netherworld.

His punch came fast and hard, sending the adversary flying with overwhelming Fist Strength. The Purple Light penetrated his body, eliciting a scream as he was hurled away. The devastating Purple Thunder Lightning Power now ravaged his insides, leaving him incapacitated and unable to strike at Wang Ling'er or Lee Qi.

"Left side!" Wang Ling'er's voice was tense, her heart racing.

The enemy on the left, with a menacing blood-colored skull, was closing in.

Lee Qi, without even a glance, threw a punch with his left hand. "Boom!" The sound of impact reverberated as the skull crumbled, the foe sent flying backward.

Moreover, Lee Qi's punch had shattered his bones, rendering him powerless. Any attempt to exert force would now bring excruciating pain.

Another adversary crept up behind Wang Ling'er, his face twisted in malice as he lunged with a punch, forgoing the formation of a blood-colored skull for the sake of stealth.

But Lee Qi's keen eyes caught the movement. A flash of lightning in his gaze, he swiftly moved to Wang Ling'er's defense.

Seizing the assailant's fist, the Purple Light surged forth, coursing into the enemy's body.

"Ahhh!"

The person's scream was harrowing, the sound of utter despair.

But try as he might to withdraw his arm, it was futile.

Lee Qi's grip was unyielding, like an iron vice clamping down on his opponent's hand.

Only when the Purple Light had sufficiently ravaged the opponent's meridians and dantian did Lee Qi release his hold.

As Lee Qi relaxed his grip, his adversary collapsed, twitching on the ground with lightning still crackling over his contorted body.

The fourth assailant of Wang Ling'er's face paled in terror. He ceased his attack and fled.

"Think you can escape? In your dreams!" Lee Qi's eyes flashed with scorn.

A dragon's reverse scale is lethal when touched, and Lee Qi had no intention of sparing anyone who dared provoke him.

With a swift punch to the back, the escapee was struck down.

Purple lightning danced around the fallen, like serpents of electricity, hissing as they slithered through the enemy's body.

"And you four, brace yourselves for punishment!"

Lee Qi stood with a grave demeanor, an untouchable harbinger of thunderous retribution.

The four who had attacked him, though not gravely wounded, were now shaking with fear, falling to their knees.

"Please, have mercy on us!"

"We won't side with the Zhao family again; we'll steer clear of you in the future."

"We're nothing but lowly dogs; spare our dog lives, please!"

The four pleaded, prostrate before him.

But Lee Qi was relentless. He advanced and unleashed a barrage of punches.

"Boom! Boom!"