Chapter 463: Jin Renfeng, Yaya's Fury

"You!"

The Taoist trafficker never imagined that Tushan Yaya would actually save the little Taoist; this lowly, base-born wretch, who wouldn't even warrant a glance if he died on the road, was nothing more than cannon fodder.

One must know that in this era, humans and demons are enemies; the two cannot coexist.

Either humans kill demons, or demons kill humans.

"You demon trafficker, go to hell!"

Tushan Yaya exerted force suddenly, and massive Demon Power erupted from her fist, instantly blasting the trafficker Taoist away.

Crack!

The sound of bone fracturing was so crisp; with just a single punch, the trafficker Taoist's right hand was shattered.

Although Tushan Yaya does not belong to the strength-based type of Demon Race like Tushan Honghong, through deliberate cultivation, her raw physical strength is also terrifying.

Coupled with the fortuitous encounters and knowledge gained in the Chat Group.

Her strength far exceeds her own self from this original trajectory of fate.

Even Tushan Honghong's strength is not as great as the current Tushan Yaya.

Ah!

The trafficker Taoist let out a miserable, pig-like shriek, which was so clear in the middle of the night.

The scarred little Taoist was stunned; a being like dust such as him was actually saved by the Demon Race.

Thinking of it this way, it really is ironic!

Humans want to hurt him, kill him, even his respected trafficker senior brother.

But the Demon Race they persecute came over to save him.

Tushan Yaya did not focus on this point; if the little Taoist died, five thousand points would be gone.

Of course, just based on the fact that the little Taoist was willing to secretly let her sister and the others go, Tushan Yaya would also protect the little Taoist.

She, Tushan Yaya, is clear about gratitude and grudges.

At this moment, through the live broadcast, the group members all saw this scene.

According to the current situation, it is not a big problem for Tushan Yaya to deal with the trafficker Taoist.

"Yaya is actually this powerful now," Tushan Honghong murmured to herself.

In her heart, Tushan Yaya had always been a mischievous younger sister, gifted with natural talent; that she had matured at this moment surprised her, but more than that, it brought her relief.

"Fox Demon of Tushan, you have angered me, ah! This poor Taoist is going to exterminate you all!"

The trafficker Taoist was furious and desperate; he never expected that he would actually be harmed by the lowly Demon Race. These trash with base bloodlines are not worthy of living in this world at all; their existence has only one purpose, and that is to be dominated by humans and honestly act as a plaything!

Immediately, the trafficker Taoist pulled a large number of Talismans from his bosom, hundreds of them, and threw them all at Tushan Yaya at once.

These were all low-grade Talismans; their power was not very great, but they had a restraining effect on ordinary Demon Race.

In his eyes, Tushan Yaya was merely a demon with powerful brute force; it was impossible for her to resist these Talismans, and she would be blown into ashes by them!

"Using this trash to deal with this young lady? Watch me break it with one punch!"

"Ha!"

Tushan Yaya let out a loud roar and still threw out a punch. The terrifying power, mixed with cold air, swept in all directions like a tidal wave. Wherever it passed, all things were frozen and withered; the cold air was biting, causing blood to freeze and souls to tremble.

"This Demon Power, it's a Demon King! How is this possible?"

The trafficker Taoist looked at Tushan Yaya, who was shrouded in deep blue Demon Power, and then looked at those Talismans that had turned into ice foam; his pupils dilated.

How could this be?

Boom!

Even with protective Taoist magic, the trafficker Taoist was still blasted away, crashing into a giant tree, falling with broken bones and tendons, coughing up blood incessantly.

The Human Race's Flesh is inherently weak; how could it withstand such a beating?

At this moment, the trafficker Taoist had at most half a life left.

A look of fear appeared in his eyes; if it were a Demon King, ten of him would not be a match.

Among the Human Race, he was just a bottom-tier existence with low-level Taoist arts, living by trafficking low-grade Demon Race; he was not considered orthodox Taoism at all.

"Run!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the trafficker Taoist fled for his life, running frantically toward the human territory.

But how could Tushan Yaya let go of the scum who harmed her sister and younger sister? Such a person living is like a parasite to both the Human Race and the Demon Race.

"Those who offend my Tushan, though they be far, shall be punished!"

Tushan Yaya condensed an Ice Spear in her hand and threw it through the air. The Ice Spear drew a very graceful arc in the sky and struck the trafficker Taoist's legs, causing him to fall to the ground.

The trafficker Taoist looked back at Tushan Yaya, who was approaching step by step, his face pale and dripping with sweat, and begged for mercy in fear:

"Heroine, heroine, spare my life!"

"This lowly one will never dare again!"

"This lowly one swears never to step into the Demon Race territory even half a step!"

"Hmph, spare you? In the future, who knows how many Demon Race compatriots will be harmed by you. For the stability of the Demon Race and you humans, you had better go to hell!"

Tushan Yaya clenched her fists tightly, and the ground beneath her feet slowly condensed into frost; the surfaces of the surrounding trees were also covered in a layer, the cold air biting!

She threw a punch at the trafficker Taoist without any hesitation.

"Stop!"

Just at this moment, a sharp shout came from the sky, full of unquestionable majesty and arrogance.

Yet, in the night sky, a handsome red-haired youth came riding a sword, his speed like a shooting star, fast as lightning.

But Tushan Yaya paid no heed, throwing her punch straight and true, aiming directly for the trafficker's head.

Seeing this, the red-haired man pinched a Taoist seal, condensed a Golden Long Sword, and the surface of the Golden Long Sword was covered with scorching flames; he pierced through the air with a single strike, sharp and unstoppable.

If Tushan Yaya did not withdraw at this time, then it was very likely she would be injured.

Tushan Yaya frowned, but at the last moment, she withdrew; it was not worth getting injured for a piece of trash.

Boom!

A long sword of flame hovered in mid-air.

A man in a red robe flew down, stepping on a Flying Sword, his body radiating a powerful aura—an aura that made Tushan Yaya feel threatened.

This person was not a third-rate cultivator like the peddler Taoist, but a true Human Race demon-slaying Taoist.

"That flame totem? The Eastern Spirit Clan?"

Although the peddler Taoist had a lowly status and his strength was trash, he still had some discernment; he recognized at a glance that this red-haired man was a disciple of the Dongfang Family!

As if he had seen a savior, he hurriedly shouted, "Lord Dongfang, help me! These monsters want to kill me; you must stand up for me, boo-hoo-hoo."

The peddler Taoist cried as if his heart were broken, acting as though he were the victim.

The red-haired man frowned and said:

"I am Jin Renfeng, a direct disciple of the Dongfang Family. Rest assured, with me here, any monster will be reduced to ashes in the snap of a finger."

"So it is the great hero Jin. I have long heard that the great hero Jin is the number one prodigy of the younger generation of the Dongfang Family. Seeing you today, your reputation is truly surpassed by the reality; you are heaven-sent and heroic, handsome and dashing," the peddler Taoist flattered.

The name of Jin Renfeng was known to everyone in the entire Taoist League; he was the senior brother of this generation of the Dongfang Family, having received the true teachings of the head of the Eastern Family, and his Fire Art was superb, having destroyed many demons, including quite a few at the King-level.

It was not that the King-level demons were incompetent, but that they were completely countered by Jin Renfeng!

The Dongfang Family was the number one demon-slaying family of the Taoist League, and their family's inherited spirit fire, the Pure Essence Sun Flame, was the nemesis of the Demon Race; any member of the Demon Race who encountered this Pure Essence Sun Flame would basically have to kneel.

Although Jin Renfeng did not have the Dongfang bloodline, he possessed a seed of the Pure Essence Sun Flame, and combined with his own fire-control techniques, even ordinary demon kings were no match for him.

"Jin Renfeng?"

Tushan Yaya felt the name was somewhat familiar; the Script flashed through her mind, and she immediately knew his background—he was also a despicable and shameless member of the Human Race.

In order to obtain the pure Dongfang blood, he did not hesitate to poison his own master, extract all his blood, and force his junior sister to marry him, nearly exterminating the entire Eastern Family.

What was even more detestable was that he had exploited the Little Leech Demon Queen of the Leech Clan, killed her in a backhanded move, and refined her body into medicine to sell!

For a moment, the anger in Tushan Yaya's heart grew even greater.