Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 369 I forgot to tell you, I'm also a witch.

Chi Tianzheng defeated the Leopard Shadow Demon King in a single encounter, his strength exceeding everyone's expectations. Everyone present who witnessed this was filled with dread.

"What...what kind of monster is this?"

Yuan Futong exclaimed in terror, while the feudal lords and their troops around him trembled even more.

He had witnessed firsthand how powerful the two extraordinary individuals who came to seek refuge with him were; even the renowned Grand Tutor Wen Zhong of the Shang Dynasty had not been able to gain the upper hand.

As for the other party's identity, he had a vague guess, so he wasn't surprised to see him turn into a leopard, because he didn't care.

The victor is king, the loser is villain; it doesn't matter who it is, as long as they can help him seize the Shang Dynasty's empire.

But right now... one of them has been decapitated?
powerful!

It was unimaginably powerful; he felt his hair stand on end. How could he possibly fight it?
"Things have changed, why aren't you coming to help?" The Wolf King shouted as he backed away in terror.

Before he finished speaking, several powerful auras rose up in the city.

"Good riddance! They must all die!"

Chi Tianzheng smiled, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes. His magical power erupted, and with a "boom," the void behind him exploded as he flew towards the scene with a sonic boom.

The sound burst out with a loud bang, causing the group of traitors and soldiers below to cover their ears, scream in agony, and fall to the ground, rolling around in pain.

"Not good!" In the blink of an eye, Ah Zheng arrived ahead of the others, traversing dozens of miles to approach the Wolf King, who had already reached the city wall.

Upon seeing this, the Wolf King let out a long howl and stopped fleeing. Instead, he turned around and waved his feather fan behind him. Instantly, sand and stones flew up, and the feathers on the fan flew out to form an array.

Sword energy surged, and the feathers transformed into thirty-six incomparably sharp swords, while the fan handle became the core of the formation.

After realizing that his opponent was much faster than him, he gave up hope of escaping.

Although he had already climbed the city wall, if he insisted on escaping and leaving his back to his opponents, he would definitely not live to see the Marquis's mansion in the city center.

The main problem was that the incident happened so suddenly that even he didn't react immediately, but the commotion here should have been noticed by the city.

He only needs to hold on for a few more breaths... and he can escape once his help arrives.

"A mere trick!" Chi Tianzheng sneered and charged into the sword formation, where the sound of metal clashing rang out.

"Boy, you're still too young. My sword formation is in harmony with the mysteries of the universe; even a celestial being couldn't..."

The wolf king laughed loudly, turned around and was about to flee into the city, not forgetting to utter a mocking remark at the same time.

"boom!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the entire sword formation exploded into four pieces, and a terrifying figure with an evil smile charged towards him once again.

The formation failed to stop him in the slightest.

No, you broke this formation by brute force... The Wolf King almost choked when he saw this.

He was shocked that the formation had been broken, and heartbroken that his painstaking efforts had been so easily shattered.

You said you'd use magic weapons, or even some supernatural power, and I'd accept it, but to break it open like this...

What's the difference between it and a wild boar that charges around recklessly?
"Let's get going!" But Chi Tianzheng wouldn't give him time.

"My life is over..." The wolf king's pupils contracted sharply, but he could not let him die peacefully. In the face of life and death, he naturally used all kinds of means.

He let out a long roar, his body radiating brilliant divine light, and a gigantic wolf rose up, howling to the sky. The sound waves rolled in like a raging storm, accompanied by endless black smoke.

The wolf also extended a claw, and amidst the changing winds and clouds, it descended towards Chi Tianzheng.

Chi Tianzheng's reaction to this was...

After taking a look, there was still no reaction; the only thing it did was lock onto the Wolf King with its aura to prevent its escape.

Then it charged straight ahead without stopping or defending itself, passing through the poisonous smoke and the sound barrier.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Shock and despair flashed in the King of the Wolf's eyes, then his expression suddenly changed: "You are..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chi Tianzheng threw a punch at him, the intense light of the punch almost engulfing him.

But just as the fist was about to land, the surrounding world suddenly went dark.

A hand shimmering with dark light appeared before the Wolf King. Fist and palm collided, creating a deafening roar that engulfed the heavens and earth.

The clouds in the sky were shattered, and the city walls of Beihai below were completely annihilated. The scale of the destruction was immense...

After the attack, Chi Tianzheng retreated backward, somersaulted several times to dissipate the force, and landed on the ground, plowing out a ditch that stretched for thirty miles, before stopping in front of the two armies.

When he looked up again, his face became more serious.

A tall figure draped in a black cloak hovered in mid-air, like a king in the darkness.

Behind him, the other demon kings arrived belatedly, asking in astonishment, "King of the Wolf, what happened? Where is Leopard Shadow?"

"Thank you, Nightwing, for saving my life."

The Wolf King was moved to tears, and every word he spoke this time came from the bottom of his heart. He then glanced at the other demon kings.

Fortunately, this time there were Nightwing envoys from Beiju Luzhou, otherwise, if we relied on these guys, his grave would be overgrown with weeds by now.

"A demon god-level expert?"

Wen Zhong, who was watching the battle from a distance, changed his expression drastically and hurriedly said, "Sound the retreat! Mr. Zheng, retreat quickly!"

The title of "Demon God" is used to refer to powerful beings of the Golden Immortal level in the demon race.

He just couldn't understand how a mere human land in the North Sea could attract the descent of a demon god.
There was no one here who could rival him. Since Master Yuding sent his two disciples to help him, he naturally had to ensure their safety.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to Master Yuding.

Xiao Bai, who had been shading his eyes with his hand while watching the battle, also became serious and started to walk towards the front of the battle.

Although Chi Tianzheng was strong enough, he had not yet become a Great Witch, and was still somewhat lacking in ability to fight against a true demon god.

"Don't come any closer! I'll handle this guy."

Chi Tian raised his hand to stop Xiao Bai from stepping forward, his gaze fixed on Ye Yi: "You are the newly promoted Demon God, aren't you?"

"I never expected that there would be a remnant of the witch clan here, and that he would grow up to such an extent."

Nightwing looked surprised and said coldly, "If you are left alive, you will become a great threat to my clan in the future. Now that we have met, I cannot let you live today."

“I am not some remnant of the witch clan, but a prince of the witch clan.”

Chi Tianzheng's face revealed a fierce fighting spirit: "How about it, do you want to kill me even more now? Coincidentally, I've never killed a demon god in my life. Today, I'll use you as practice..."

“Oh? The prince of the witch clan…” A glint flashed in Nightwing’s eyes.

With a loud "boom," Chi Tianzheng's body erupted with magical power, soaring into the sky, his voice carrying far and wide: "This is a battlefield for mortals. If you're not going to fight freely, then come with me!"

"When did the Witch Clan start caring about the lives and deaths of mortals?"

Nightwing sneered, then flew after him, disappearing as the darkness that blotted out the sky was pulled back.

"Mr. Zheng is actually... a member of the Witch Clan?"

Upon hearing this news, Wen Zhong and the Wolf King opposite him showed expressions of shock and no wonder.

With the end of that great war, both the Lich and Demon races were severely weakened and withdrew from the grand stage of the primordial world, disappearing into the annals of time.

Humans developed later, and now they have a long history, so it's not surprising that they don't remember it.

“Yes, A-Zheng is the prince of Wuxian Kingdom,” Xiao Bai said.

“No wonder…” Wen Zhong said quietly.

No wonder he's ridiculously strong yet his skill level is hard to discern; they're clearly not on the same path!

After all, the Wu Clan cultivates strength, focusing on the physical body, while the Immortal Path cultivates Qi, focusing on the primordial spirit.

"Wait, Mr. Zheng is facing a demon god, are you sure this is okay?"

Wen Zhong then asked, "Is there anything I can do to help him?"

"you?"

Xiao Bai glanced at Wen Zhong with some suspicion.

Don't insult me ​​with your suspicious gaze... Wen Zhong's face darkened. Although his skills were lacking, he had only meant well.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly paused, "Where are you going, Mr. Xiaobai?"

As Xiao Bai flexed his other arm, he walked forward, saying, "I'll take care of those few demon bastards for you, then I'll go check on them."

"you?"

Wen Zhong raised an eyebrow and looked Xiao Bai up and down, returning the suspicious look he had just given her.

Compared to the domineering A-Zheng, this Mr. Xiao Bai doesn't look powerful at all from head to toe.

"I forgot to tell you..."

Xiao Bai turned his head and smiled: "Although I am not a prince, I am also a member of the witch clan."

"Oh?" Wen Zhong's face showed anticipation. Could it be that he had been misjudging the situation all along?
Is this Mr. Xiaobai stronger than Mr. Azheng, or at least on par?
Then he saw Xiaobai finish speaking and walk forward again.

Wen Zhong: (O_O)
No... the way you walk makes it hard to think you're very capable.

Xiao Bai came to the front of the formation, glanced at Yuan Futong, and shook his head, saying, "It's a tragedy that humans have mixed up with such evil people. It's truly tragic."

After saying that, he ignored everyone, looked at the group of demon kings and smiled, his magic power circulated around him, and a not very strong aura rose up.

Snapped!
Wen Zhong raised his hand to cover his face, looking helpless.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have had any expectations, even though he found that the other party's magic power was much stronger than when he first arrived.

But compared to this group of demon kings... it's like comparing a stream to a river, there's simply no comparison.

"That kid is also a member of the witch clan..."

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Let me do it. I missed the Holy War back then, but today I'll get my hands on some of the witch clan's blood..."

The demon kings, who had been frightened by Chi Tianzheng earlier, rushed over to attack Xiaobai as soon as they saw him.

"Not good!" Wen Zhong's expression changed drastically.

Without a doubt, with so many True Immortal-level Demon Kings joining forces, even a Celestial Immortal would find it difficult to be in a desperate situation. One must know that a pack of wolves can devour a tiger.

He gripped the twin whips tightly, ready to save the person.

"Something seems off..."

The King of the Wolf frowned as he stared at Little White. He had been terrified earlier, so he did not make a move at this moment.

At this moment, the aura of this young witch was indeed very weak, not as strong as the one before.

But... isn't he a little too calm?
"Die! You little witch brat, remember this: the one who kills you is Jiao Gang..."

Just as he was pondering, a demon king's palm glowed, he clenched his fist, and with all his might, smashed it down on Little White's head.

Jiao Gang held nothing back; having the blood of the Wu Clan on his hands would be an honor for him for many years to come, and perhaps he would even be able to travel to Beiju Luzhou.

This punch could shatter a mountain ten thousand feet high; he could almost see the little witch demon turn into a pile of minced meat in front of him the next moment.

Not only him, but even the demon kings behind him seemed to have seen this scene, and their expressions were somewhat regretful.

Such a great honor and achievement didn't fall into my hands...

Before the fist even arrived, the terrifying pressure of the punch sent dust and stones flying in all directions, and then Xiaobai moved.

He also clenched his fist and threw a perfectly ordinary punch, without any divine light or extraordinary phenomena.

boom!
The two fists met, and the smile on the demon king's face froze the next moment. With a 'bang,' his body exploded into flesh and blood, splattering onto the demon kings around him and Little White's body and face.

"Wha...what?"

Wen Zhong, who was about to provide assistance, was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost, or rather, as if the ghost had seen him.

After killing one demon king with a single blow, Xiao Bai looked at the group of demon kings and smiled, but the blood-stained smile looked terrifying no matter how you looked at it.

Although many years have passed, the images of the demon race slaughtering his entire tribe of men, women, and children are still exceptionally clear to him.

"Everyone, it seems... it's time..."

Xiao Bai looked up and murmured, his gaze instantly turning sharp.

He, who had always been emotionally stable over the years, suddenly changed his demeanor, as if he were a completely different person.

(End of this chapter)