C141 Death of the king

"You're the first." Ye Yang's purple eyes stared straight at Wang Qiuyu, causing this expert of King Level to feel as if he was being stared at by a peerless vicious beast.

Wang Qiuyu immediately felt his scalp tingling. With the sword in his hand, he moved closer to the other king s.

Ye Yang swept his spear out, causing dozens of soldiers to fly out, when suddenly Ye Yang disappeared mysteriously, and appeared right in front of Wang Qiuyu.

This strange scene stunned everyone. No one had ever heard of such a strange movement technique.

When Wang Qiuyu saw Ye Yang appear in front of him out of thin air like a death god, he couldn't help but scream out loud.

But in the end, she was still a expert of King Level, so she hurriedly protected her vital points with the sword in her hand. Without thinking, she quickly retreated, hoping that the other king would help her block a few attacks.

Unfortunately, although her calculations were good, in front of the Illusion Mysterious Trace's movement techniques, everything was futile.

The current Ye Yang had already completely comprehended the Illusion Mysterious Trace, and when he used it now, it was even stranger and faster than the killer on the Road to River Styx.

The Illusion Mysterious Trace was a type of battle skills. Other than its speed that was as fast as ghosts, it also combined with an illusion technique and used the Genuine Essence to replicate the surrounding environment, allowing it to hide its body for a short period of time.

Back then, this strange movement skill almost caused Ye Yang to lose his life. Now that he had truly used it, how could Wang Qiuyu block it?

Just as her figure retreated explosively and the others stepped forward to help her, Ye Yang appeared behind Wang Qiuyu like a ghost.

Before waiting for others to remind them, Wang Qiuyu felt his neck tighten as a big hand grabbed onto her neck. The tyrannical Genuine Essence had sealed all the meridians in her body, preventing her from moving at all.

All of the soldiers on the Pingnan City had clearly seen what happened just now, and each and every one of them had their mouths wide open. Just taking down a expert of King Level in one move, this was simply going to overturn their imaginations.

Ye Yang carried Wang Qiuyu all along, and rushed towards the few soldiers who were still charging at him, and the Wang Qiuyu in his hands immediately became the human shield in his hands.

Dodging a few vital points, he treated Wang Qiuyu as a weapon and moved towards a few weapons.

"No!" Wang Qiuyu's eyes were full of fear as he screamed involuntarily.

Some of the soldiers retracted their weapons after seeing Wang Qiuyu being captured.

They had indeed withdrawn, but Ye Yang did not care about it at all. He took turns using his humanoid weapon to smash at them.

Instantly, the sound of bones breaking could be heard from time to time, causing people to feel sore in their teeth. Dozens of Luo City's soldiers were crushed to death.

After all, Wang Qiuyu was still a expert of King Level. Even though he was not a strong practitioner, his body was still much stronger than everyone else.

However, at the same time that she smashed the other person to death, the immense power caused part of her bones to shatter. The piercing pain almost made her faint.

She was already starting to regret her decision to provoke Ye Yang, the Demon Lord. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Ye Yang did not care about Wang Qiuyu's screams, he continued to smash the crowd, causing Mu Shixiong and the rest to look at each other and nod their heads.

Mu Shixiong shouted loudly, "Soldiers, listen up! Use all your strength to kill Ye Yang! Do not have any scruples!"

Mu Shixiong's words were tantamount to sentencing Wang Qiuyu to death. Wang Qiuyu screamed, "Big Brother Mu, please save me!"

Mu Shixiong did not care about her wails at all, taking out his weapons and attacking Ye Yang.

Ye Yang narrowed his eyes and deliberately avoided the three people's attacks. Carrying Wang Qiuyu, he rushed towards the dense crowd of people, with the long spear in his right hand and Wang Qiuyu in his left, he was unstoppable for a moment.

No one present knew that when Ye Yang charged forward, all the corpses that were beheaded by Ye Yang, would emit threads that could not be seen with the naked eye, and slowly surge towards Ye Yang.

As the threads rushed in, Ye Yang's cultivation unknowingly increased rapidly, but Ye Yang who had already started to become crazy, did not notice it at all.

The soldiers on the Pingnan City were looking at Ye Yang with reverence, and seeing Ye Yang moving about unhindered amidst the two hundred thousand strong army, it was as though he had entered a world devoid of people, as if a god had descended to the mortal world.

If not for Lord Mayor's orders, they would have already rushed out and fought alongside Ye Yang. The passion in their hearts had long ago been ignited by Ye Yang's bravery.

After the time it took for an incense to burn had passed, the voice of Wang Qiuyu, who had been wailing mournfully, gradually weakened.

Although Ye Yang had deliberately avoided her vital points, allowing her to live for as long as possible, after this burst of killing intent, all the bones in her body were shattered, and countless of bloody holes appeared on her body.

Furthermore, Ye Yang had been using the soul power to control her nerves, making it impossible for her to faint.

Although Wang Qiuyu was dead, the anger in his chest was burning even more fiercely, and he hated the people in front of him even more.

As he exerted more force with his wrist, the head of the already-crippled Wang Qiuyu was instantly ripped off, and he slowly flew towards the Pingnan City, falling onto the city walls.

The warriors from Pingnan City gritted their teeth as they stared at the head. It was this person who forced the young miss to her death with their fists clenched tightly.

A soldier in his early twenties in the crowd could no longer hold it in and roared as he kicked Wang Qiuyu's head to pieces and broke into tears.

Many soldiers looked at this person sympathetically. They knew that he had a crush on the eldest young miss and treated her like a fairy in his heart.

It was just that he submitted to the dignity of the Lord Mayor, and did not dare to take revenge as easily as Ye Yang. He hated himself for being incapable, hated himself for not being able to do what he wanted.

"My lord, let's go, the Marquis will need our support," a officer said as he looked at Ye Yang who was trapped in the battlefield, his eyes red with rage.

"That's right. No matter how strong Lord Tianwu Marquis is, he will still be trapped to death after being surrounded by the army. I beg Lord to send out the troops!" Another high-ranking officer said.

The South King did not reply the two, his gaze was filled with complex emotions as he looked at Ye Yang who was rushing around the battlefield and killing countless people, and sighed deeply.

The South King said, "You guys are underestimating your enemies. They used orchids to lure us out of the city, so they must have set an extremely powerful trap for us. If we go out, we will die for nothing."

The general who spoke earlier said angrily, "Are we just going to watch as Master Tianwu Marquis dies alone in front of our city gates?"

Seeing that his old subordinate who had followed him for so many years actually contradicted him for the first time, South King did not get angry, and sighed, "Personal life and death, and the life and death of the entire city's citizens, if you were me, how would you choose?"

The general thought for a long time, but in the end he did not say anything, he fiercely punched the wall beside him. Without the protection of the Genuine Essence, his fist was immediately drenched in blood, as if the pain in his hand could ease his helplessness.

On the battlefield, Ye Yang was like a killing machine. Anyone who approached him would be killed instantly, their bodies dyed red with blood.

This fresh blood had its own enemies but Ye Yang did not summon out his Bronze Body. He needed to continuously stimulate himself with the pain in order to be able to resolve a portion of the pain in his heart.

Mu Shixiong and the other two were already terrified of Ye Yang's ferocity. The three of them commanded their subordinates to attack Ye Yang together, while they maintained a safe distance between themselves and Ye Yang.

Especially when they saw that Ye Yang had actually easily captured Wang Qiuyu and made her suffer in the end before dying, regardless of whether it was his strange movement technique or his viciousness towards his enemies, all of them felt cold in their hearts.

It had to be known that although Wang Qiuyu only had Third Empyrean cultivation, and was the weakest out of them all, even if he was the weakest, he was still a member of the king. Even if Mu Shixiong wanted to defeat Wang Qiuyu, he would need to put in a bit of effort, not to mention kill him.

Yet such a king actually didn't have the slightest hint of resistance in Ye Yang's hands, and right now, Wang Qiuyu's miserable wails before his death still echoed in their ears.

That was why they did not dare take the risk, especially when they saw that Ye Yang was injured and did not plan to take the risk. They simply used their human sea tactics and wanted to kill Ye Yang with their army.

The battle lasted for an entire two hours and more than ten thousand soldiers were mercilessly killed by Ye Yang. However, Ye Yang's aura did not decrease at all and instead grew more and more exuberant.

None of them noticed that Ye Yang's cultivation had increased from the sixth heaven of the Martial Master realm to his Ninth Empyrean.

Even Ye Yang himself did not know how much his cultivation had increased. He only had one belief, and that was to kill everyone.

With every swing of his spear, a few enemies would fall down along with him. The battlefield was littered with corpses, and the enemies had already been killed to the point of being scared off.

Even when Mu Shixiong and the rest were shouting and making people crazy with their promises, the soldiers had already started to wake up with Ye Yang's massacre.

Now, wherever Ye Yang went, everyone started to give way, and some of the unlucky fellows who could not dodge in time, turned into corpses.

Seeing that the morale of the troops had been scattered by Ye Yang's massacre, the three of them looked at each other. The last person gritted his teeth and took out a cloth bag from his chest pocket.

"Ao!" A furious roar was heard.

Five tall demon beasts appeared in front of everyone in an instant and rushed towards Ye Yang. It was obvious that they had been tamed and had received the order to attack Ye Yang.

The tyrannical aura that the five demon beasts gave off indicated that they were all Fifth Rank Beast Kings. Even the earth trembled as they ran.

At the same time, they admired the intelligence of the South King. If they had rashly attacked, it was very likely that they would have been completely annihilated.

When Wu Youluo saw the scene in front of her, she gently covered her mouth with her jade hands as tears once again flowed out. Closing her eyes, she could not bear to see Ye Yang being torn to shreds by a beast.

Originally, these five beasts were Mu Shixiong and the others' trump cards. For the past few decades, the carefully tamed beasts were used to prepare to attack the Tianwu Empire.

It was a pity that the South King had not been fooled and could not defend. If they had attacked forcefully, in front of the Spirit Extinguishing Crossbow, even if it was a Fifth Rank Demon Beast, they would not be able to withstand it.

But now, in order to deal with a single person, they had no choice but to expose themselves. For a moment, they all wished that they could slice Ye Yang into a thousand pieces.

Seeing the five beast kings rushing towards him, Ye Yang kept his spear, he moved his body without wind, slowly forming a seal with his hands, and bellowed "River Breaking Mountain Fist!"