Chapter 117: Jiuying

Boom!

This time, the first to strike was not Hongxuan, but Houtu.

If Jiuying were allowed to fight Hongxuan with all his strength, it would only end in a second kill.

That naturally wouldn't do.

Houtu had to give Hongxuan a helping hand.

She first struck with a fierce punch, directly injuring Jiuying heavily on the spot.

Having already mastered some of the Law of Power from the Pangu inheritance, plus her own terrifying physical strength.

And her realm was higher.

How could Jiuying be Houtu's opponent?

There was almost no comparison; he was heavily injured on the spot.

Even his physical body and Primordial Spirit showed signs of damage.

Subsequently, to ensure Hongxuan could win 100%.

She even unleashed a force of law to seal Jiuying's realm.

His Quasi-Saint strength could not be unleashed at all.

At most, he could only reach the Great Luo peak.

Coupled with the heavy injuries just now, the actual combat power he could exert was only at the middle-to-late stage.

Even so, he couldn't sustain it for long.

Otherwise, he would definitely suffer injury upon injury.

Only in this way could it be considered the best training for Hongxuan.

For Hongxuan's sake, Houtu could be said to have gone all out.

She, who usually didn't like to scheme, was now very proficient at it.

She had even prepared dozens of potential accident scenarios in her mind, so she could rescue him in time.

Only Houtu could be biased to this extent.

Being in Jiuying's position, one would indeed be filled with resentment.

But if one thought about it from Hongxuan's position, it would be extremely satisfying.

Seeing the miserable Jiuying opposite, Hongxuan couldn't help but feel a bit of pity.

Of course, this pity lasted only for a second.

Just the fact that he led the demon army to slaughter humans this time, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Just this point alone.

Hongxuan had already developed a must-kill heart for him.

If his strength hadn't been insufficient.

He would really have liked to try and wipe out Jiuying's soul while he was a Quasi-Saint by his own ability.

"Houtu, do you want to make this Demon Saint a whetstone for this human ant?"

"What relationship do you have with this human ant that you would think so much for him?"

Demon Saint Jiuying glared at Houtu with hatred, then thought of something and asked in confusion.

"Wait until you can survive before talking!" Houtu responded indifferently.

Regarding the demon race, she had always been too lazy to pay attention.

Kill when it was time to kill.

As for nonsense, there was no need to say more.

When people don't see eye to eye, half a sentence is too much.

That was exactly it.