Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 737 Your subordinate Xiao Yan greets Miss Ruoruo! (3k!)
As a Saint, and a half-Saint of a magical beast with an extremely strong physical body, although the previous attack was also at the Saint level, it only caused her some minor injuries, and she was able to recover in no time.

On the other hand, Hun Ruoruo was clearly exhausted after deflecting the previous attack. The fluctuations of her fighting spirit were pitifully small, and even suspending herself in the air became extremely difficult.

But this enormous gap, which should have been a source of despair, now seemed to carry a great mockery, slapping her hard across the face.

How dare a mere Dou Zun attack a Saint?

They even called her the mother bird?

"Tick."

A drop of crimson blood, shimmering with iridescent light, silently slid down the corner of the Phoenix Clan's half-saint's mouth, blooming into a bewitching blood flower on the ground.

In an instant, the ground seemed to collapse under the weight, emitting mournful cries. All the sects and forces seemed to be frozen in place by an invisible force, each one utterly disoriented.

That is holy blood.

A girl who is not even halfway through her life has actually made a real saint bleed!

Everyone knew that the Phoenix Clan's Half-Saint, having suffered such humiliation, was bound to completely break off relations.
"court death!"

The woman in the colorful dress had nothing but violence in her eyes, and a blood-red killing intent permeated the air, even collapsing half of the sky and filling the void with an eerie, boundless red light.

The clear sun in the sky had somehow transformed into a blood moon. Countless demonic, malevolent, and ferocious auras filled the air, and the thick, almost tangible, stench of blood filled their nostrils, making the group of powerful individuals nearly vomit.

At this point, the sacred aura belonging to the ancient Heavenly Phoenix vanished, replaced by a huge, ferocious, and murderous bird. It resembled both a phoenix and a demon, with a beak like a scimitar, and was none other than the Heavenly Demon Phoenix itself!

The target of this overwhelming killing intent, Hun Ruoruo, whose body was shrouded in dense blood energy, was subjected to unimaginable pressure.

"laugh!"

As the sound of burning blood and qi rang out, a flame with a dark blue hue suddenly rose up and appeared in Hun Ruoruo's palm.

Having been infused with the essence of the Void Devouring Flame, the Sea Heart Flame has long since broken free from its former weak shackles. Even when faced with true Saint-level killing intent, it can transform it through devouring.

"Indeed, it is a treasure trove."

Seeing this, the woman in the colorful dress turned grim and said in a voice as cold as the wind from the depths of hell: "Today, I will not only take the Black Demon Thunder, but all the methods you rely on will also be at my disposal!"

"And you, you little bastard, I will peel off your face and personally deliver it to your lover!!"

"Oh?"

Hun Ruoruo smiled, seemingly unconcerned about the other party's threat, and said sarcastically, "I never expected that a dignified saint would know so much about a junior like me, and even know so much about some of my relatives. I am truly honored."

"."

A chilling glint flashed in the woman's eyes as she slowly spoke: "You're just spouting nonsense. I am a half-saint, and I can know any rumors in an instant. What right do you, a mere immature brat, have to make me care?"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes were playful: "It seems I've indeed hit a nerve."

After saying that, the girl smiled. At this moment, she was not in a hurry at all. Instead, she put away her previous indifference and even became more cheerful, which stunned the crowd below.

"hiss!"

The next moment, the Sword Venerable seemed to realize something, and suddenly gasped, his old eyes filled with astonishment.

"Grandpa?" Tang Ying turned around stiffly, looking at the other person with a puzzled expression.

The Sword Venerable opened and closed his mouth for a long while before finally speaking in a dry voice: "I have heard that the Heavenly Phoenix Clan has always placed great importance on appearance. Regardless of gender, when faced with someone whose appearance surpasses their own, they will feel resentment and jealousy and seek revenge. For example..."

"Like that Feng Qing'er?!" Tang Ying's voice suddenly rose eight octaves without warning.

As the chief of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, he had naturally dealt with Feng Qing'er many times and was very clear about how extreme her temperament was. Even Mu Qingluan, whose appearance was not much different from hers, was targeted by her.

Thinking of this, Tang Ying's eyes widened, and he stammered, "So, doesn't that mean..."

"Eagle, shut up!"

Sword Master's expression changed drastically, and disregarding his image, he covered Tang Ying's mouth with his hand.

Tang Ying had clearly come to his senses, his back soaked with cold sweat, and a wave of fear washed over him.

He looked up at that breathtakingly beautiful and ethereal figure, and a sense of unreality and illusion arose in his heart.

"Now, those lists compiled by busybodies are probably really going to be confirmed."

In the air, the woman in the colorful dress became increasingly distorted, adding a touch of ferocity to her appearance.

She stared at the smiling young girl before her, her voice piercingly cold: "Do you think that by constantly provoking me, you can buy time for reinforcements to arrive?"

The woman in the colorful dress held up the sky with one hand. The blood moon, which had been hanging high in the sky, seemed to be affected by an invisible gravitational force, and it fell straight down from the sky, crashing through the clouds of blood and qi.

The ground trembled violently, and the wilderness was riddled with bottomless ravines, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Unfortunately, what I dislike most is allowing scum to linger on in obscurity!"

She held the full moon in her hands, and endless energy of heaven and earth gathered in her palm like a tornado, then transformed into a bronze bell as large as a mountain, carrying extreme bloodshed as it went to kill!

"Demon Phoenix Bell!"

At the woman's command, the giant bell resounded violently, emitting a sharp, long cry like that of a phoenix. "Not only you, but all the scum who have seen my face will be buried because of you!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the crowd below changed drastically. Before they could react, the resounding vibrations of the bronze bell arrived instantly, and even from a distance of thousands of feet, it still instantly pulverized a large number of cultivators into dust.

One of the Dou Zun, who didn't have time to activate his protective Dou Qi, even coughed up blood from his mouth and nose and died on the spot!
"Go back!"

"When a sage is enraged, millions will die and rivers of blood will flow; our lives are over!!"

No one dared to linger any longer and fled in a frenzy, screams, trembling, and howls echoing throughout the entire beast realm.

At this moment, everyone, including Sword Venerable and others, finally experienced the terror of a Saint-level expert. Even the smallest and weakest aftershock killed a full 70% of the people present!
But Hun Ruoruo was right in the center of the killing intent!
What a despairing gap this is!
"die!!!"

The woman in the colorful dress spoke like a death warrant, each word piercing through Hun Ruoruo's soul.

However, facing the massive bronze bell that was hurtling towards her, Hun Ruoruo did not make the slightest move, nor did she even use her fighting spirit. She simply stood quietly in place.

"You think I'm just stalling for time?" she said with disdain. "Dealing with someone like you is not worth me taking any risks."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden change occurred!

"Kaka!"

The sound of the ruins crumbling rang out, and the next moment, a black shadow that was impossible to detect with the naked eye suddenly pierced through space and crashed straight through the barrier between heaven and earth.

"what?!"

The woman in the colorful dress suddenly felt a jolt in her heart.

A strange, oppressive force, seemingly originating from her bloodline, seemed to be quietly emerging from the depths of her being.

She looked closely and saw a pair of enormous bone wings that covered the sky, which had appeared in front of her without her noticing.

The young man's body was as if cast in bronze and iron, radiating a purple-gold light. With a flap of his giant wings, he instantly dispelled the surrounding blood mist, grabbed the girl's waist, and vanished from the spot in an instant.

"That's... Brother Yan?!"

Tang Ying, who barely escaped death under the protection of the Sword Venerable, stared dumbfounded at the bone-winged man in the sky and exclaimed in horror.

"What? That's actually Xiao Yan?"

Sword Venerable also showed surprise. He clearly sensed that within the youth's pair of cloud-piercing bone wings, there was also a trace of Saint-level aura!

Are these two, brother and sister, both monsters?!
"How about it?"

Feeling the soft, warm fragrance of the jade in his arms, Xiao Yan sighed contentedly, then chuckled and said, "This time I didn't hold back; I waited here specifically for you to give me your orders."

"It's so slow."

The heat emanating from her waist made Hun Ruoruo feel somewhat uncomfortable. She slapped away the mischievous hand and said coldly, "Having taken my bribe, have you done what you were supposed to do?"

"Let me make this clear: our Soul Palace does not tolerate failure!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan was taken aback at first, and then his expression immediately became somewhat strange.

In conclusion, after killing Huang Xuan, he has officially obtained the Heavenly Venerable Token of the Nine Heavens Venerable. He is only one coronation away from becoming a true Sequence Heavenly Venerable.

In other words, the person in front of him, Hun Ruoruo, is his current boss and the eldest daughter of the company's chairman.
Seeing the indifferent and ruthless girl in front of him, Xiao Yan's eyes changed, and a mischievous thought arose in his heart. He suddenly knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Your subordinate Xiao Yan greets Miss Ruoruo."

"?" Hun Ruoruo blinked, a rare look of confusion flashing in her usually calm eyes.

Xiao Yan continued sincerely, "I have placed all the items I obtained from the ruins into my storage ring, so please rest assured, Miss."

"what?"

Taking advantage of Hun Ruoruo's dazed state, Xiao Yan suddenly grabbed the girl's hand, slipped the storage ring through her fingertip and put it on her hand, and secretly left a kiss on the back of her hand.

Looking at the storage ring on her ring finger, Hun Ruoruo's pretty face grew redder and redder, even steaming with heat, and she stammered, unable to speak.

The next moment, she finally couldn't contain her emotions and scolded in embarrassment and anger:
"Damn it, what do you think the battlefield is!"

"Damn it, what do you think a battlefield is?!"

The woman in the colorful dress went completely mad and revealed her true form, transforming into a gigantic demonic bird a thousand feet tall, which shot out like lightning.

However, this sudden action seemed to have aroused someone's dissatisfaction, and a soft click of the tongue was heard.

"That wretched, smelly bird, it's such a spoilsport!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a gigantic creature carrying a little girl with purple hair slowly emerged from the space.

No, that's not right, it's not because it's slow.

Rather, it is because its size far exceeds the limits of what people can see.

The dark shadows covered the entire sky, making it strangely oppressive to breathe.

At this moment, even with the perspective of a half-saint of the Phoenix Clan, he couldn't help but freeze in place, his voice trembling as he spoke:
"What it is?"

(End of this chapter)