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Chapter 118, Section 117: [Clash of Heaven and Earth]

"Before the Rakshasa Bird returned, I never imagined that the newly born Demon King would actually be a person."

The Fierce Tiger King's azure eyes swept over Chen Sheng's figure and the Six Jia Qi Men Formation on the island in the middle of the river, and he said calmly.

"You're just a mere second-tier cultivator, what's the point of making such a big fuss?"
Before me, no matter how futilely you struggle, you will only face death.

"Fine, seeing how strong your will to survive is, I'll give you a chance to surrender. Give up the throne of Demon King, and you may have the honor of becoming my servant!"

"It's true that seeing is believing. Who would have thought that the fierce tiger king who roamed Zhejiang would be such a cowardly tiger?"

Seeing the earth-shattering power of my formation, you dare not enter and fight me, instead resorting to bluffing tricks. You have disappointed me greatly.

Chen Sheng opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and used his provocative skill.

He learned from the Rakshasa bird's memories that the Tiger King was an arrogant monster, and this shallow provocation would have a surprising effect on him.

"Arrogant and conceited! They're courting death!"

As expected, upon hearing this, the Tiger King instantly flew into a rage, let out a cold snort, his pupils contracted, and he began to flap the pair of wings on his back.

Although its wingspan was only about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), its silver wings possessed the power to control wind spirits. With a few gentle flaps, strong winds swept through the estuary of the Oujiang River.

With each flap of its wings, the wind in the sky grew faster and faster, gradually transforming into a swirling airflow that rapidly rotated around the Tiger King, forming a visible tornado.

The two ends of the tornado continued to rotate and extend towards the sky and the earth, and in the blink of an eye, they became one with the sky and the earth. The upper end connected with the dark sky, while the lower end plunged into the Liujia Qimen Formation on the island in the middle of the river, trying to destroy the foundation of the formation.

hold head high--

The eight giant dragons that were roaming in mid-air immediately took flight and fought against the tornado, shuttling back and forth to weaken its power.

However, wind is invisible.

No matter how scattered it becomes by the impact, as long as the Tiger King's sorcery continues, the tornado will not be truly destroyed.

For a time, neither Tornado nor the Eight Dragons could defeat the other.

However, the Tiger King had already achieved its goal of using magic, as it had tied down most of the power of the Six Jia Qi Men Formation.

That tornado, stretching from the sky to the earth, seemed to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to maintain its operation without the need for the caster to deliberately activate it.

Therefore, having achieved its goal of disrupting the formation, the Tiger King, accompanied by six wisps of yin wind, pounced on the ground.

King against king, soldier against soldier.

Yin Feng transformed into six second-tier ghosts, which then engaged in a chaotic battle with Yin Yang Fish, the Three Demons, and Qing Xu.

Their fights were as savage and direct as those of wild beasts; upon contact, blood splattered, hair flew, and ghostly energy emanated, causing widespread destruction on the ground.

Both sides had the same number of people, six in total. Sometimes they fought one-on-one, and sometimes they joined forces to attack. The difference in strength between these monsters was not great, and in the melee, it was not clear who would win or lose.

The Tiger King transformed into a whirlwind the moment it landed, howling past Chen Sheng's body.

When it reappeared, it was already blowing behind Chen Sheng with the wind, its tiger mouth with fangs like swords, about to swallow the tiny Chen Sheng whole.

creak-

A colossal statue with three heads and six arms, standing four zhang tall, suddenly emerged from Chen Sheng's body, completely enveloping him and blocking the tiger's jaws that were about to strike him.

Amidst a teeth-grinding scraping sound, a deep gash was bitten into the back of the colossus, which was indestructible to the second-tier monster.

The golden flames that suddenly burst into flames behind the colossus also scorched the unsuspecting Tiger King's face, setting its majestic and beautiful fur ablaze and leaving large, ugly burns.

Bang!
The giant's arm collided with the sharp tiger's claws, and both sides used the force to retreat backward.

As Chen Sheng retreated, the wounds on the giant statue outside his body rapidly healed, appearing completely intact in the blink of an eye. As the price for his injury, the depletion of his protective aura caused the statue to shrink by several inches.

On the other side, the Tiger King raised his paw and wiped his face, and all the flames and injuries on his body disappeared.

what--

A scream came from the battlefield not far away. It turned out that a bull-headed demon was engulfed in golden Buddhist flames and screamed in agony as it was burned.

Because of the sudden injury, it didn't have time to react. If its companion hadn't come to its rescue in time, the ghost would have been killed by the white-robed scholar who was fighting it.

The Tiger King's healing method is to transfer the damage he suffered to the changui (a type of evil spirit).

Upon seeing this, Chen Sheng couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"Using your subordinates as scapegoats is just too heartless."

Before the Tiger King could speak, the scalded bull's head nearby began to yell hoarsely.

"You don't understand. To be able to take the King's wounds is the honor of our lives."

The Tiger King, the main figure in this matter, did not believe that a country bumpkin like Chen Sheng could understand his kingly demeanor.

However, when looking at the Buddha statue surrounding Chen Sheng, a rare look of solemnity appeared in its blue eyes.

"You've got quite the luck to gather all three of these powerful auras."

It seems that if I want to win you over, I'll have to show you some real skill.

Chen Sheng did not respond to the Tiger King's boastful words. He simply stood firmly on the ground, quietly watching the other party show off.

As he slowly accumulated the power of the Qi and Sha in his palms, the six giant hands of the colossus became brighter and brighter, while its height gradually decreased.

call--

The aftershocks of the tornado overhead, intertwined with the eight dragons, created a chaotic gale on the island in the middle of the river. The wind blew across the Tiger King, making its beautiful fur flutter wildly.

Suddenly, an even stronger gust of wind swept by, and its silver fur expanded and contracted, instantly transforming it from a tall tiger into a petite humanoid, holding a long sword that had been transformed from the wind in its hand.

With a flick of his wind blade, the Tiger King soared into the air, rising high into the eye of the tornado, where it was still, and found itself beneath a crescent moon.

Then, he gripped the sword with both hands behind his back, pointing the blades at Chen Sheng on the ground. He used his demonic power to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensing transparent wind blades around him.

The countless wind blades, numbering in the tens or hundreds of thousands, gradually obscured the eye of the storm, and also the moon.

Only when he had accumulated enough to control it did the Tiger King, his face solemn, thrust his wind blade downwards. The sea of ​​blades floating in the sky then flowed down like a long river descending from the heavens.

"Die, you human child who usurped the throne of the Demon King."

on the ground.

Inside the giant statue, now shrunk to three zhang tall, Chen Sheng looked up and smiled faintly, simultaneously clapping his six hands upwards.

Giant golden palm prints were created by striking the air, actively meeting the descending river of swords.

Rumbling--

The two torrents of gold and clear water collided, the sounds of wind blades breaking and palm prints shattering creating a continuous, deafening roar.

The shockwaves generated by the overflowing spiritual energy swept across the entire island in the river again and again.

They overwhelmed the fighting humans and demons, and razed all the buildings to the ground...

(End of this chapter)