Chapter 307: Slaying the Demon 2

"Jizhuliangfu, you orchestrated the massacre back then, cruelly murdering three hundred thousand people of Shenzhou. This old man and you cannot exist under the same Heaven; even if I have to risk this old life, I must beat you until your soul scatters. How could I possibly let you escape?" Zhang Sanfeng scolded angrily.

When the Japanese pirates invaded Shenzhou back then, they were simply insane; the crimes they committed were too numerous to record.

Jizhuliangfu was one of the main culprits of the massacre. For a guy like this, even killing him a hundred times would be hard to offset the monstrous sins he committed.

"This young brother is named Meng Yifan, right? To have such cultivation at a young age, you are truly a rare genius; your future achievements will be limitless."

"There's no need for us to fight to the death here, right? You let us leave, and from now on, we will mind our own business, how about that?" Jizhuliangfu asked.

In this Demon Cave, Jizhuliangfu possessed the strength to crush Zhang Sanfeng; he was mainly somewhat wary of Meng Yifan, who was also a Fifth-Grade Expert.

"What do you think? The demon must die; you group of former war criminals must all die." Meng Yifan spoke with resounding force.

Between the Japanese pirates and Shenzhou, there is a blood feud. As long as any Shenzhou person still has a shred of conscience, they will not let this group of former executioners go if they have the chance.

"Hmph! Zhang Sanfeng, Meng Yifan, do you think I am truly afraid of you? Since you are seeking death, then come."

Jizhuliangfu shouted loudly and lunged forward, leaving a trail of afterimages at the scene. His sharp claws grabbed fiercely toward Zhang Sanfeng's chest, wanting to rip him open with one strike.

It was too fast. From the moment Jizhuliangfu started to the moment he crossed the fifty-meter distance, it took at most 0.05 seconds, much faster than the time it takes for a person to blink.

Zhang Sanfeng was greatly shocked. He moved his hands in an arc, wanting to use Taiji Fist to defend, but his movements were a beat slow. Even if his hands neared Jizhuliangfu's claws, his chest would still be slashed with a huge wound.

Just at this critical moment, Meng Yifan used Lingbo Microsteps. His body flickered, and he appeared in front of Zhang Sanfeng. Without using any martial technique, he simply threw a straight punch with his right hand, smashing fiercely toward Jizhuliangfu's claws.

"Bang!" Meng Yifan's fist and Jizhuliangfu's claws collided, emitting a loud noise that caused the surrounding air to ripple. The escaping energy even struck the Blue Stone ground, sending sparks flying and leaving it pitted and scarred.

After Meng Yifan leveled up, he was just looking for a Fifth-Grade opponent to verify his strength, and Jizhuliangfu was a very powerful enemy.

In this collision, both sides were evenly matched; neither gained an advantage.

"Again!" Meng Yifan used Lingbo Microsteps, erupting with extreme speed, his fists raining down like raindrops.

Jizhuliangfu did not back down either, swinging his claws continuously and colliding with Meng Yifan repeatedly.

Both sides fought with speed against speed, their bodies constantly swaying, and strings of afterimages appeared at the scene. In less than five seconds, they collided violently more than a hundred times.

Each collision produced a booming sound like Thunder, and the escaping force had immense destructive power, leaving the Demon Cave in a mess.

At the same time, Zhang Sanfeng also engaged in battle with the other hundred-plus demons.

Zhang Sanfeng found it somewhat strenuous fighting Jizhuliangfu, but it was much easier fighting these other demons.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng was once a Fifth-grade Cultivator, and his combat experience remained. Especially his Black and White Grinding Disc, which was a prototype of a Supernatural Ability; as long as he didn't encounter a Fifth-Grade Expert, he could easily crush them.

"Bang!" Meng Yifan and Jizhuliangfu collided once more, then the two sides separated, stopping in mid-air one hundred meters apart.

From the more than one hundred violent collisions just now, Meng Yifan had a one-inch deep cut on his shoulder, and his clothes were torn in three places, making him look somewhat disheveled.

Jizhuliangfu did not have it easy either. He took a punch to his face, one tooth was knocked directly out, and his nasal bone was broken. Nasal blood flowed down his cheeks; if he hadn't dodged quickly, that punch would have nearly blown his head apart.

"Meng Yifan, I don't want to fight you to the death. Through the exchange just now, you also know that I am not easy to deal with. If we keep fighting, we'll be risking our lives. Why don't we stop here? I can swear that I will never step foot on the land of Shenzhou again, and I will never be an enemy of Shenzhou." Jizhuliangfu said.

"When you led your army to invade Shenzhou back then, after you won, why did you massacre unarmed commoners? They were just a group of commoners; they wouldn't have affected your rule."

"Why did you have to carry out a massacre, and even hold a damn head-cutting competition? Because you couldn't tell who won or lost, you actually did it again."

"After I read that history, I hated myself for being born decades too late. Otherwise, I would have been risking my life against you long ago."

"Now you still want to escape? Keep dreaming. Even if it means mutual destruction, I must beat you until your soul scatters." Meng Yifan said.

"Baka yaro!" Jizhuliangfu roared. Knowing Meng Yifan would not let him leave, he decided to just kill both Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng.

Jizhuliangfu's body flickered, and he retreated to the side of a Fourth Grade High Rank demon, saying: "Matsushita Taro, sacrifice!"

That Fourth Grade demon named Matsushita Taro nodded, then his body shuddered and began to dismember. Other parts of his body turned into a viscous liquid, most of which merged into Jizhuliangfu's body, while a small part turned into a meatball the size of a fist, attaching itself to Jizhuliangfu's back.

Matsushita Taro's head was also preserved, eerily growing on the left side of Jizhuliangfu's neck, and his two thick arms were also preserved.

Just like that, Jizhuliangfu's body grew a size larger, with an extra meatball on his back, turning into a three-headed, four-armed monster.

"Huh! What is this situation? A fusion Supernatural Ability?" Meng Yifan watched, dumbfounded. He discovered that after Jizhuliangfu merged with that Fourth Grade High Rank demon, the energy fluctuations on his body surged instantly, and even his speed became a bit faster.

Jizhuliangfu tapped his toes and rushed toward another Fourth Grade High Rank demon again, wanting to continue merging with demons.

Meng Yifan certainly could not watch as Jizhuliangfu continuously increased his strength. He waved his right hand, and a huge Black and White Grinding Disc appeared out of thin air, blocking Jizhuliangfu's path, wanting to crush him into a meat patty.

"Get lost!" Jizhuliangfu roared, grabbed the meatball on his back, and smashed it fiercely toward the Black and White Grinding Disc.

"Boom!" When that meatball neared the Black and White Grinding Disc, it exploded violently, with power comparable to the explosion of a Tomahawk Missile, causing even Meng Yifan's Black and White Grinding Disc to pause for a moment.

Just at the moment that meatball exploded, Jizhuliangfu merged with another Fourth Grade demon, becoming a terrifying three-headed, six-armed monster, and the energy fluctuations on his body increased by a large margin.