Chapter 133

Li Xiu took a step back, rapidly circulated his Demon Arts, restored his arm, and grabbed at Liu Rushi with one palm.

Liu Rushi put away the bell and met Li Xiu's palm with one of her own. With a boom, Liu Rushi was knocked flying by Li Xiu's palm, her body drifting dozens of feet in the air, blood spraying wildly.

Li Bai hurriedly met her, caught Liu Rushi, and circulated his Demon Power to help Liu Rushi suppress her injuries.

Liu Rushi was, after all, a newly promoted Demon Cultivator and was no match for the long-famous Li Xiu.

Seeing Liu Rushi injured, Li Huan'er stepped forward, her beautiful figure connected with a series of illusions, and she arrived in front of Li Xiu, striking a palm lightly toward Li Xiu.

Li Xiu was gnashing his teeth with hatred, wishing he could kill Li Huan'er with one palm.

Li Xiu poured all his strength, concentrated, and struck. Due to the effect of Illusion Power, the palm looked to be a foot in size, and a death aura wrapped around the palm, forming bursts of black mist surrounding the palm.

Just when Li Xiu was trying his best to kill Li Huan'er with one palm, the Li Huan'er in front disappeared and turned into Yang Xiaoxiao.

Li Huan'er's Illusion Power was much higher than Li Xiu's, and the Yang Xiaoxiao she created was indistinguishable from the real person even in aura.

Li Xiu hesitated for a moment, his palm paused slightly, and Yang Xiaoxiao's palm made contact with Li Xiu's palm. As the two palms made contact, they seemed to stick together, and bursts of ripples formed between the two palms. These ripples formed an impact force, blowing the clothes and hair of Li Bai and the others standing on the side. Several people struggled to stand firm in this shockwave.

Three breaths later, Li Huan'er and Li Xiu separated. Li Xiu took a step back, his face pale, then took another step back, blood spraying wildly.

On the opposite side, seven-colored bubbles appeared on Yang Xiaoxiao's body. The bubbles burst, revealing Li Huan'er's beautiful figure from within.

As soon as Li Huan'er revealed her true form, she stepped forward and struck a palm toward Li Xiu again.

Li Xiu fought in a hurry and was knocked flying into the air by this palm. After steadying himself, his chest had already been flattened. It was clear that his sternum had been shattered by Li Huan'er.

Before Li Xiu could catch his breath, Li Huan'er's attack arrived again, this time still transformed into Yang Xiaoxiao.

Now, for Li Xiu, whether it was Yang Xiaoxiao or Li Huan'er, they were all enemies before his eyes. Li Xiu was no longer able to fight, activated his illusion body, and began to flee everywhere.

Seeing that Li Xiu was no match, Li Mo, with black mist swirling around his body, killed his way toward Li Huan'er.

Li Bai's illusion flashed, meeting Li Mo.

The two, one in white and one in black, fought inextricably. Li Mo was actually powerful enough to rival Li Bai.

Shi Xiaoxiao saw that the elites of the Li Family were fighting inextricably. Li Xiu was clearly no match for Li Huan'er and would be killed sooner or later. Although Li Mo had death aura raging on his body, it was also very difficult to defeat Li Bai.

Shi Xiaoxiao and Liu Rushi watched from the side.

Under Li Huan'er's strikes, Li Xiu was already in precarious danger.

Suddenly, Li Huan'er struck a palm toward the top of Li Xiu's head. The palm transformed into a huge axe. The axe slowly solidified during the descent, flashing with cold light. Finally, it actually turned into a real axe—"Small Illusion Like Truth."

Li Xiu's Demon Power was exhausted, and he was already unable to resist the axe transformed from this palm. He was split into two by the axe.

As the axe fell, Li Xiu was silent. He was chopped into a pile of meat by Li Huan'er with one axe.

Li Xiu died?

A huge death aura permeated from Li Xiu's body. This death aura stirred the entire Great Hall, causing the bells on the eight corners of the Great Hall to emit a slight sound.

Li Huan'er was like facing a great enemy. Her Illusion Power stirred, and Li Huan'er transformed into Yang Xiaoxiao again.

Two breaths later, the Great Hall was filled with thick fog, ghost shadows danced, and ghost sounds chirped. Countless thick fogs turned into skull heads and flew rapidly, finally all drilling into Li Xiu's body.

Li Xiu stood up from the ground.

At this time, Li Xiu was tall, over a foot tall, pitch black all over, and his eyes were red. When he opened his mouth to howl, his mouth was full of black mist.

"All lonely ghosts and wild spirits, obey my orders, quickly as the law."

Li Xiu chanted the spell.

The thick fog permeating the Great Hall began to condense, finally condensing into four tall ghost corpses.

The ghost corpses bared their fangs and brandished their claws, lunging at Li Huan'er, Li Bai, Shi Xiaoxiao, and Liu Rushi.

The situation suddenly reversed.

Sword Qi stirred on Li Bai's body, and the Sword Pill at his brow flew out of his body, condensing into a long sword in Li Bai's sword sheath. Li Bai grabbed the long sword, and his momentum changed drastically, becoming exceptionally sharp. Sword Qi like wind wrapped around the ghost corpses before him.

The Sparrow Feather Fan appeared in Liu Rushi's hand, Demon Power stirred, and she fanned toward the ghost corpses. A bright red flame burned toward the ghost corpses.

Shi Xiaoxiao grabbed at the ghost corpses, pulling an ice crystal out of the void. This was Extreme Cold Ice. The balance of Yin and Yang in the space was broken, and Void Flame appeared on the ghost corpses. The ghost corpses began to burn.

Li Huan'er transformed into Yang Xiaoxiao for a while, and Li Mo for a while, holding off Li Xiu and the real Li Mo.

For a time, Demon Qi stirred in the Great Hall, and the sounds of killing shook the sky.

But the ghost corpses were not living things to begin with. They were just condensed from the death aura wandering in this underground world. Not to say they were untouched by all laws, but they were unkillable.

Li Bai and the others couldn't kill the ghost corpses, but the ghost corpses' attacks were very fatal to them.

Although the ghost corpses' punches and kicks were not fast, they carried a strong death aura. This death aura eroded their life force, and soon the four of them were in precarious danger.

Li Xiu, who had turned into a Ghost King, still had his consciousness. Seeing his arch-enemies being killed and retreating step by step, he let out a ghostly laugh: "Li Huan'er, today is your death day. You don't understand at all what is in this treasure? This is a force that can influence the world. Haha, it's a pity you won't see it. The Demon Realm is mine, Li Xiu's."

The four of them were covered in wounds, changing from being both offensive and defensive at the beginning to purely defensive, but they had no solution for the ghost corpses. Only by killing Li Xiu, the Ghost King, would the ghost corpses summoned by Li Xiu be killed.

Li Huan'er realized this, but Li Xiu was not stupid, plus Li Mo had been guarding Li Xiu's side, and the four of them were killed by the four ghost corpses without any power to fight back. How could they unite to kill Li Xiu?

Until the appearance of one person broke the stalemate before them.

Since being sucked into the underground world by the suction vortex, Yang Xiaoxiao had been searching and moving forward, alert all the way. Although his right leg had been regenerated through Demon Power conversion, it was never nimble, like an old man with a stroke, walking with a limp. This caused Yang Xiaoxiao to hate Meng Su to the bone, cursing while walking.

Soon he was attracted by the sound of fighting in front, and he became alert and walked toward the Great Hall.

What was imprinted before his eyes was Li Huan'er and Li Bai and the other four being killed and covered in wounds, retreating in a sorry state.

Yang Xiaoxiao was happy when he saw it. He didn't expect there to be a big fish here.

The Seven Sons of the Demon Capital competed with each other every year to determine who was high and who was low. Since Li Huan'er debuted and became a Demon Son, she had always been ranked first. Now, if he could kill Li Huan'er in this underground world, a strong opponent in the competition for the Supreme Demon of the Demon Capital would be removed.

Yang Xiaoxiao condensed wind into momentum, his momentum soared, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind and lunged at Li Huan'er.

Seeing Yang Xiaoxiao killing his way toward Li Huan'er, Li Bai felt that it was raining on top of a leaky house. They were already in precarious danger, and the enemy had actually brought helpers. Was heaven going to destroy my Li Family?

Yang Xiaoxiao lunged at Li Huan'er with a palm carrying strong momentum. Suddenly, Li Huan'er slowly turned around.

There was not a trace of panic on Li Huan'er's face, as if she had expected Yang Xiaoxiao to appear.

"You're here? I've been waiting for you for a long time," Li Huan'er said quietly.

Such a calm Li Huan'er gave Yang Xiaoxiao a fright, and Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but pause. Then he thought that Li Huan'er was an expert in illusion. She was the number one expert of the Li Family. This must be an illusion cast on him.