I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all.

"Boss! There are three of them, that's not fair to you!" Su Hen couldn't help but shout.

The sword cultivators of the Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying Camp knew that this final, bloody battle had nothing to do with them.

To put it bluntly, they have lost their value.

The Nine Nether Dynasty has already lost everything, and the army of cultivators from the Heavenly Origin Dynasty will soon arrive at the Nine Nether Imperial Capital.

But in their hearts, Li Yang has become their spiritual leader.

"It's our fault for being incompetent. Even if we went in, we would only be a burden to you." The real Qin Feng beat his chest and stamped his feet, hating himself for not being strong enough, forcing Li Yang to face the second, third, and fifth on the kill list alone.

Ahead lies a sixth-grade trap formation, allowing entry but not exit, like a closed arena where any trump card for survival will be rendered useless.

"Phew~"

Li Yang took a deep breath without the slightest hesitation.

Having fought to this point, the three people before us are our final enemies.

He knew that Mu Zangfeng was very strong; between the opening and closing of his Purple Mansion, there was chaotic sword light that contained the divine power to slay immortals.

That was a different kind of extraordinary sight from the ancient treasures, a sword pellet stained with the blood of immortals in this era!

The Holy Son of Qianyang is also very strong, with a variety of magical abilities and supernatural powers. No one knows exactly how many kinds of magic he has comprehended.

Like pure sword cultivators, this person is also a pure magic cultivator, and his physical body is even more outstanding, comparable to body cultivators.

Holding a heavy hammer, Ye Zhi Qiu's face carried a still somewhat immature yet fierce and ruthless air, and the heart of a strongman was beginning to take shape.

More importantly—he's a time traveler! A time traveler with a system!

Li Yang felt a lot of pressure, but even more so, he was excited!

This is a real life-or-death battle, not some boring game like friendly sparring.

They are not weaklings who can be easily killed by me, nor will they turn and run away as soon as they encounter me.

You will get hurt, and so will the enemy!

I will die in battle, and the enemy will die in battle too!

Like Feng Jian, he was also caught up in a state of pleasure.

He couldn't hear anything else; his eyes were only fixed on the plump, beautiful heads of Zang Feng and the other two that he found so tempting.

"My purpose in existence is to vanquish evil and uphold justice, to eradicate all evil in the world!" Li Yang's voice was not calm; he suppressed his inner excitement, yet his voice shook the heavens and earth, like thunder reverberating. "I—will kill you all!"

When they saw Li Yang transform into a sword light, getting closer and closer to the barrier of the sixth-grade formation, all the sword cultivators held their breath, their eyes fixed on their leader, who charged into the Nine Netherworld Imperial Capital.

Su Miao was also in the sword cultivator camp.

She and Lu Qingqiu both came to Ning Xi's side.

"You don't seem nervous at all." Su Miao looked at Ning Xi's calm face and couldn't help but wonder, "Is it because you think he's bound to win?"

Ning Xi shook her head. "The odds of winning aren't high. Compared to Mu Zangfeng and Qianyang Saint, who have enjoyed top-tier resources since they started cultivating, Senior Brother's foundation is still too shallow."

Mu Zangfeng is a born sword embryo, Qianyang Saint Son is a Qianyang Emperor Body, and Ye Zhiqiu has also transformed into a Nine-Aperture Exquisite Immortal Body. All of them are no weaker than my Ning family ancestor's Phoenix Nirvana Immortal Body.

Given time, they will surely become one of the leaders of Kyushu.

The senior brother's advantage lay solely in his ability to sense killing intent, and this information was leaked.

"Then why are you so calm? Is there some kind of foolproof method to win?" Lu Qingqiu couldn't help but ask.

"No." Ning Xi shook her head again. "Senior brother acts one step at a time, but sometimes he's stubborn. He especially likes to do things he knows are impossible."

Ning Xi's thoughts drifted back to Yongning County, Ning Xinyao's words echoing in her ears—

"He doesn't ask whether it's possible, he only asks whether it's right or wrong."

Just like now.

Li Yangming knew this trip was dangerous and could cost him his life, but for reasons that sounded foolish to some selfish people, he still rushed in without hesitation.

"If possible, I don't want him to die here. My senior brother's revenge can wait until another day. It's not necessary to fight three against one, resulting in a lose-lose situation." Lu Qingqiu sighed.

"Mu Zangfeng deserves to die, and the Holy Son of Qianyang should also die. His sword must be drawn. Even if it breaks, he will accept it," Ning Xi said, repeating Ning Xinyao's words from before.

"So, are we just supposed to watch our senior brother risk his life fighting alone, and do nothing about it?!" Lu Qingqiu felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

She wanted to go in and help, but she knew that her abilities would only make her a burden if she went in.

"I won't let him die!" Ning Xi's eyes were piercing, her expression extremely solemn.

At this time-

"Fellow Daoist Qin Feng, don't steal all the limelight by yourself!"

A beam of red light tore through the void as Tu Jiuzhou, still covered in blood, arrived carrying the head of the Nine Nether Emperor.

He grinned maliciously and calmly charged into the Nine Netherworld Imperial Capital.

"You're not fighting alone." He came to Li Yang's side, leaning against him. "We won't die! We'll carry their heads and receive the coronation of the ancient immortals' legacy!"

Tu Jiuzhou's blood-stained face showed no fear of dying in battle, only a surging, domineering fighting spirit.

But on the other side—

Another figure entered the sixth-grade trapping formation of the Nine Netherworld Imperial Capital.

It's someone I know!

"Are you here to die?" Tu Jiuzhou narrowed his eyes, his violent killing intent spreading out of control.

The person who came was none other than Zi Yuan, the demoness from Demon Ancestor Mountain who had escaped from the small world!

"You are a threat. I will not let you leave the Realm of Slaughter alive, nor will I give you the opportunity to grow in the Nine Provinces!" Zi Yuan's tone was cold, filled with chilling killing intent.

"Look! What's this!" Tu Jiuzhou took out a jade basin containing a ball of minced meat.

He grinned maliciously: "These are your severed feet, chopped into filling. I will mince your flesh, entrails, and even your soul, stuff them inside, and wrap them into dumplings to offer as a sacrifice to my entire clan that you slaughtered!"

Even a witch, upon seeing the minced meat made from her own flesh, couldn't help but twitch her beautiful face.

"Since you care so much about your people, I will personally escort you to meet them!"

At this time-

Suddenly, a beautiful woman in Qianyang Holy Son's arms pointed at Li Yang with her delicate hand and said with a charming smile:

"He thinks he can kill her husband? I think he's still dreaming; his hand holding the sword is trembling."

Everyone looked over and saw it.

Li Yang's hands trembled, and his whole body trembled as well.

But only a female cultivator like her, who is immersed in the gentle embrace of men and becomes their appendage, could not see it.

This wasn't a trembling of fear for dying in battle; it was more like a release after extreme repression, amplifying one's bloodlust to the extreme!

The only reason Ye Zhi Qiu's hand trembled while holding the giant hammer was because of fear.

He finally faced Li Yang directly. Although the other party was small in stature, the sense of oppression he exuded was like the rising sun dispelling the darkness.

But now that things have come to this, he will not back down.

With a "rip," he pulled out a bald patch of his beautiful hair, greatly diminishing his appearance.

But the excruciating pain in his scalp forced him to suppress his fear.

"Come on! I'll smash you flat!!"

The giant hammer, larger than his own body, felt weightless in his hands. The moment he suddenly swung it upwards, the surrounding spiritual energy surged and spontaneously converged upon it.

The surrounding void was cracked by the power of the giant hammer, and the cracks spread in all directions.

Even more so, thunder from heaven and earth resonated with his voice, creating vast and wondrous landscapes.

It wasn't that he mobilized the power of heaven and earth; it was that the entire world was cooperating with his attack!

"I've been looking forward to this battle since the moment I entered the secret realm! I've never been in such perfect condition as I am now! Finally! Finally, I can enjoy your plump lives!" Li Yang said, his black hair dancing wildly, the blood-red light in his eyes like two blood-red suns in the sky, and an overwhelming killing intent swept through every corner of the Nine Netherworld Imperial Capital.

At this moment, Li Yang was more terrifying than any demon.

He raised his Phoenix Sword high, staring at the blood-stained giant hammer that had shattered the void and was now locked onto him as he charged in.

The sound grew colder, yet deafeningly louder—

"Today! I will take your lives to atone for the suffering of all those you have caused! I will utterly annihilate the Nine Netherworlds and slaughter my way to the Void Demon!"

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