Chapter 141

Yang Mei was a Demon General of the Demon Capital, and her skill was only on par with the Demon Son, but Li Huan'er was the first son of the Demon Capital, naturally much more powerful than Yang Mei. This throw resulted in Yang Mei and Yang Xiaoxiao getting the same result, becoming a human pancake.

Li Huan'er didn't go up to make up a punch, because Li Mo was rushing over again. At this time, Li Mo seemed to be immortal and very difficult to deal with. Li Huan'er had to deal with Li Mo.

In the process of being thrown, Yang Xiaoxiao discovered the flute in the barrier, and there was actually a feeling of flesh and blood in his heart. This flute seemed to be tailor-made for himself.

After Yang Xiaoxiao was thrown to the ground, Li Huan'er's control power disappeared. Yang Xiaoxiao hurriedly circulated his Demon Power to restore himself, and then lunged toward the bone flute.

This lunge happened to meet Yan Chixia.

Yang Xiaoxiao was ranked fifth among the Demon Sons of the Demon Capital. Usually, he didn't even look at people straight. He had some awe for Li Huan'er, but he regarded the rest of the Demon Cultivators as ants in his eyes. So when he saw Yan Chixia blocking him, he shouted: "Get out."

Yan Chixia turned his head and glanced at Yang Xiaoxiao. Yang Xiaoxiao saw a string of golden runes in Yan Chixia's eyes. Yang Xiaoxiao seemed to have the feeling of an ant seeing a giant elephant, a powerful sense of oppression that made Yang Xiaoxiao almost kneel down.

But this bizarre feeling only appeared for one breath, and Yan Chixia returned to the ordinary Demon Cultivator at the early stage of Demon Saint. Yan Chixia pinched the formula with both hands, and a light shield appeared in Yan Chixia's hand.

Yang Xiaoxiao struck a palm on the light shield, the light shield shattered, Yan Chixia retreated three or four steps, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Such a Yan Chixia actually made Yang Xiaoxiao almost scared to death for that instant.

"Saw a ghost." Yang Xiaoxiao shook his head, and then lunged toward Li Bai.

Li Bai felt Yang Xiaoxiao's killing intent, turned around and slashed, countless sword lights appeared in the middle of a sword phantom killing toward Yang Xiaoxiao.

Yang Xiaoxiao was furious: "Li Family kid actually dares to block me?"

Yang Xiaoxiao, who was running wildly, didn't take Li Bai to heart at all. In his eyes, if you are not a Demon Son, you are nothing.

Yang Xiaoxiao clenched his fist, transparent Gang Wind appeared on his fist, and he shattered Li Bai's sword intent with one punch.

Li Bai was relatively Buddhist in the Li Family. He always acted according to his heart. So he didn't participate in the Demon Son competition that year. The Li Family didn't lack talent anyway. But that didn't mean Li Bai was a weak chicken.

Li Bai turned around rapidly, looked up at the sky and chanted: "Heaven does not speak but the four seasons go, the earth does not speak but all things grow."

Li Bai had no movements, just standing proudly, his whole body suddenly becoming exceptionally sharp. The whole person turned into a sword. Then Li Bai glanced at Yang Xiaoxiao.

Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that there was life around him, countless sword lights grew around him, and these sword intents were like threads, dancing in the air. The killing intent brought by every sword light made Yang Xiaoxiao tremble with fear.

"Saw a ghost, how did he suddenly become powerful."

Yang Xiaoxiao hurriedly condensed his Gang Body, and then his true body fled.

Yang Xiaoxiao's Gang Body was stirred to pieces by Li Bai's sword intent.

Yang Xiaoxiao was about to launch an attack, when Li Bai's second sword arrived. This time it was hot, and the sword Qi carried scorching energy, causing the speed of the sword light to become very fast.

Seeing this posture, Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't resist at all, and could only turn into a gust of wind and flee first.

Before he could stand firm, Li Bai's fourth sword arrived. This time it was desolate, withered. With Li Bai's sword intent, sword wind blew around Yang Xiaoxiao. The sword wind circled Yang Xiaoxiao several times. Before it even touched Yang Xiaoxiao, Yang Xiaoxiao aged more than ten years, turning into a middle-aged man.

Yang Xiaoxiao was angry and annoyed. Since entering the sphere of influence of this Black Mountain, everything had not gone smoothly.

First he met Meng Su and nearly became disabled, then he met his arch-enemy Li Huan'er and was beaten half-dead. Now he met a second-tier disciple of the Li Family and was forced to have no power to fight back.

This was not over yet. Li Bai's fourth sword had already arrived.

With Li Bai's fourth sword, Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly felt bone-chilling cold. Countless sword lights following him turned into snowflakes, accompanied by a whirlwind, turning into an ice dragon and lunging at Yang Xiaoxiao.

Yang Xiaoxiao was shocked and hurriedly turned into a gust of wind and fled for his life.

At the critical moment, Yang Mei appeared and slashed Li Bai's sword intent.

This was the Four Seasons Sword Technique that Li Bai realized himself. Although it was not very proficient, it was still sharp.

Yang Xiaoxiao, who fled to the distance, looked at the bone flute in the barrier with eager eyes, feeling that he was very destined for it. He could actually communicate with this flute, but he just couldn't get it. The frustration of having his beloved object right before his eyes but unable to possess it stirred in Yang Xiaoxiao's heart.

Yang Xiaoxiao let out a long roar toward the sky. With this long roar, a breeze carrying Yang Xiaoxiao's will flew toward the bone flute in the barrier. Maybe this flute was really destined for Yang Xiaoxiao. That breeze actually passed through the barrier surrounding the flute, and then blew the flute.

A crisp flute sound fell into everyone's heart, and everyone couldn't help but stop the fighting in their hands, looking at that bizarre bone flute.

As the flute sound rang out, Meng Su saw the giant lying in the crystal coffin move.

"Haha, this flute is really destined for me. Today is your death day," Yang Xiaoxiao laughed wildly.

As soon as Yang Xiaoxiao finished speaking, a rustling sound rang out around. The hundreds of thousands of coffins on the cliffs around began to shake slightly, as if the people inside were about to wake up.

"What are you doing? You will bring disaster to the Demon Realm like this."

Li Huan'er shouted at Yang Xiaoxiao.

"It's your disaster, it's my Yang Family's opportunity. Heaven has decreed that my Yang Family will unify the Demon Realm."

Yang Xiaoxiao continued to stir the Wind Origin to blow the bone flute in the barrier.

At this time, Yang Xiaoxiao, through Divine Sense transmission with Yang Mei and others, Yang Mei, Li Xiu, and Li Mo had surrounded Yang Xiaoxiao in the middle and protected him.

Yang Mei and Yang Xiaoxiao were not to be feared, but Li Xiu and Li Mo were headache-inducing, half-human half-corpse, as if they were unkillable little strong. With these two guarding Yang Xiaoxiao to the death, the crowd really couldn't do anything about Yang Xiaoxiao.

If Yang Xiaoxiao were allowed to continue, and if all the existences in these coffins were really awakened, it would truly be a disaster for the Demon Realm.

Li Xiu and Li Mo only learned a half-bucket of water and were already so powerful. It was hard to imagine how powerful these existences were.

Meng Su cast "Body Follows Thought" several times, wanting to kill his way to Yang Xiaoxiao's side, but was blocked by Li Xiu. At this time, the Five Elements Power on Meng Su's body had already balanced, unable to affect the Five Elements laws of the space, unable to turn people into mud, so the only supernatural ability he could choose was the Seven Injury Fist, but Li Xiu and Li Mo were impervious to oil and salt, and the "Injury Form" couldn't hurt them.

"Injury Heart"? I don't know if these two still have hearts now.

"Injury Spirit"? The Divine Sense of these half-human half-corpse monsters didn't know where it was hidden.

Just when Meng Su was at his wit's end, Li Huan'er moved.

Li Huan'er opened her arms, illusions were heavy, and powerful suction appeared between her two hands, and endless Illusion Power surged toward Li Huan'er.

The upper part of this underground world was a Phantom Crystal mine, and the Illusion Power was infinite.

The Illusion Power surging into Li Huan'er's body accumulated to a certain extent. Li Huan'er began to split. Dozens of figures walked out of Li Huan'er.

These figures were still relatively blurry when they just left Li Huan'er, and their faces couldn't be seen clearly. Slowly, the figures began to be clear, and they were all Li Xiu.

Suddenly, there were more than a dozen Li Xius at the scene.

The corpse-fied Li Xiu affected his IQ, and he was a little at a loss when he saw more than a dozen of himself at the scene.