834 Bloodline Divine Weapon, The Owner of the Treasure Distribution Rock Is Zhou Shu? (1)
Just as Emperor Yuan Feng gathered his spiritual essence and was about to perish with another Demon King, a light suddenly flew past his body and landed on the Demon King opposite him.
The Demon King was about to kill Emperor Yuan Feng when he was caught off guard and hit by the light.
He was alarmed, but he realized that the light didn’t cause him any harm.
Just as he was feeling puzzled, Emperor Yuan Feng seized this slight opportunity.
Boom!
The sword in Emperor Yuan Feng’s hand was broken, so he erupted with all the spiritual essence in his body and punched the Demon King’s chest.
Bang bang bang!
The meridians in Emperor Yuan Feng’s arm kept exploding. It was because his meridians couldn’t withstand the impact of the surge of the powerful spiritual essence.
At the same time, the Demon King, whom Emperor Yuan Feng’s punch struck, retreated dozens of feet.
But Emperor Yuan Feng’s strength had already receded. Without a divine weapon, his punch didn’t cause much damage to the thick-skinned Demon King.
The Demon King snorted and smiled sinisterly. “Let’s see how long you can struggle!”
He moved forward and was about to kill Emperor Yuan Feng.
Suddenly, the expression on his face froze.
A ball of white light exploded from his body and enveloped him.
The Demon King withered at a visible speed, as if the flow of time had suddenly accelerated countless times. Within a few breaths, the demonic beast had already become incomparably old.
Then his hair and teeth fell off one after another, his skin withered, and his aura gradually disappeared.
Under the Demon King’s terrified gaze, he turned into a corpse, then a skeleton, and then ashes that were blown away by the wind.
The power of time was so astonishing!
Emperor Yuan Feng was stunned. He looked at his fist. Is my punch so powerful?
Gruu—
Just as he had this thought, he couldn’t help vomiting blood.
The backlash of using the Great Xia imperial cauldron to borrow the strength of the country had come.
Emperor Yuan Feng didn’t feel any pain in his heart. A smile appeared on his face. Since he could kill two Demon Kings, it was worth sacrificing his life.
After this battle, who could forget Great Xia?
Who could forget him, Emperor Yuan Feng of Great Xia?
Emperor Yuan Feng’s body fell from the sky, but he still didn’t forget to shout, “Those who dare to offend the human race will be punished no matter how far away they are!”
Countless demonic beasts roared and pounced at Emperor Yuan Feng. This human is too detestable. He has to die!
Meng Bai and the others also roared and rushed over to save Emperor Yuan Feng.
At this moment, a figure arrived beside Emperor Yuan Feng, grabbed his shoulder, and retreated several kilometers away.
This person was Zhou Shu.
“You—” Emperor Yuan Feng looked at Zhou Shu in surprise. Before he could finish speaking, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned gray at a visible speed.
Zhou Shu held Emperor Yuan Feng’s arm, supporting him so that he didn’t fall. “Your Majesty, you’ve been in the limelight enough. Are you satisfied with this gift?”
This was the first time he had seen Emperor Yuan Feng since his relationship with Yin Wuyou. He was more or less embarrassed. After all, he had taken advantage of his daughter…
Only then did Emperor Yuan Feng realize what had happened. No wonder he had killed the Demon King with a single punch. He was still puzzled, but it turned out that this kid had made a move.
Emperor Yuan Feng wanted to speak, but his strength had receded. At this moment, all the meridians in his body were broken, and he couldn’t raise any strength at all.
“Stop talking and rest well. I’ll take care of the rest.” Zhou Shu pressed his hand on Emperor Yuan Feng’s wrist, and his heart sank slightly. Emperor Yuan Feng’s situation wasn’t too good.
He took out an Essence Cleansing Pill and stuffed it into Emperor Yuan Feng’s mouth. Then he turned to Yao Buqi and said, “Yao Buqi, protect him and retreat first. Make sure he’s safe.”
After handing Emperor Yuan Feng over to Yao Buqi, Zhou Shu took a step forward and returned to the battlefield.
“Zhou Shu!”
“Master.”
Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang were leaning against each other. They were both seriously injured and couldn’t get up.
Zhou Shu helped the two of them up and shouted, “Jianghe!”
“Here!” Xiao Jianghe yelled and ran over with a bloody aura. He was covered in blood, and it was unknown if it was his or someone else’s.
Xiao Jianghe knelt on one knee and said solemnly, “Your Highness!”
This time, Zhou Shu appeared in his original appearance. “Take some men and escort them away.”
Without waiting for the two women to speak, he spoke again. “Great General Meng, retreat!”
While speaking, Zhou Shu had already taken a step forward and appeared in front of the army. He dodged and avoided the claws of a demonic beast. Then he raised his hand and slapped the demonic beast to the ground.
“Ji Lutian!” Zhou Shu shouted. “I have a way to make crazy demonic beasts regain their consciousness. I need your help!”
In the air, Ji Lutian looked down and saw Zhou Shu. His expression froze.
“Zhou Shu! You’re indeed not dead!” Tang Qianluo hollered angrily. “Where are Tang Wu and Tang Shiyi of my Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven?!”
If not for the fact that he was entangled by a Demon King, he would have already rushed in front of Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu ignored Tang Qianluo. He looked at Ji Lutian and said, “Ji Lutian, are you helping me or not?”
“Brother Zhang!” Ji Lutian’s eyes flashed as he looked at Zhang Jiping.
Ji Lutian wasn’t from the grotto-heavens himself. It would be better if Zhang Jiping from the Xuande Grotto-Heaven convinced everyone.
