Pirates: I am Sukuna, killing people indiscriminately

The exploding golden spiritual light slowly dissipated, and the scene revealed made the cultivators on the human side feel despair.

Such an attack cannot hurt the Demon Emperor of Beishan at all! What hope does the human race have?

"Haha... As expected, His Majesty the Demon Emperor is invincible. The mere human cultivators cannot hurt His Majesty at all!" The demons all showed joyous smiles.

Isn’t the Demon Emperor of Beishan too powerful?

The strong men who were watching the battle secretly showed solemn expressions.

"This is impossible! This can't be true! Yes, this must be fake!" Wang Quan Jingxing said crazily as he looked at the Wang Quan Sword that Xuan Ming was holding between his index finger and thumb.

Wang Quan Jingxing couldn't believe that his attack, which had gathered all his strength, could be so easily blocked by Xuan Ming. It looked so effortless and he didn't have to spend much effort at all.

"Monkey, is this your full strength? That disappoints me! Although this move of yours seems to be much more powerful than the previous sword energy, the purity of this mixed force is too low, it is flashy but not practical!" Xuan Ming said indifferently.

"Fake, fake, all fake..."

Looking at Wang Quan Jingxing, who had been eroded by the demonic power and had gone mad, Xuan Ming naturally no longer had any interest in talking to him. With a thought, the two black dragons that were parasitic on his back suddenly stretched out and wrapped around his shoulders and legs like two pythons.

Although Wang Quan Jingxing had lost some of his sanity due to the erosion of demonic power, his instinct to deal with crises and fights was still there. Naturally, he thought about resisting or avoiding. However, he was suppressed by Xuanming's colorless divine power, or the mental power that was a mixture of demonic power and crystal energy. He could not move at all and could only be slaughtered.

"Ah~" The dragon's body slowly contracted and squeezed, and Wang Quan Jingxing's bones were crushed into pieces. The pain was so severe that even though Wang Quan Jingxing's sanity had been eroded by the demonic power, the living creature's instinct still made him howl in pain.

"Die!"

As soon as Xuan Ming finished speaking, the two black dragons that were wrapped around Wang Quan Jingxing's shoulders and legs exerted force to the sides. The next moment, accompanied by a sound like cloth tearing, Wang Quan Jingxing's body was pulled in half from the middle.

The two black dragons each let go of half of Wang Quan Jingxing's broken body, letting it fall freely, and then slowly retracted to Xuan Ming's side.

"Homeowner!"

"Homeowner!"

The two sons of the Wang Quan family quickly flew over to catch Wang Quan Jingxing's broken upper and lower body, and cried out in grief. Most of the other members of the Wang Quan family also had a look of sadness and anger on their faces.

In the eyes of the Wang Quan family, although the head of the family, Wang Quan Jingxing, usually behaves rather seriously, he has not done anything wrong and he does not intentionally make things difficult for others. He is just a serious person and is considered a qualified head of the family.

Although they now know that he has secretly absorbed the true dragon power of the dragon clan, most of them basically believe the words of the female sword tomb elder.

The head of the family did this because he wanted to deal with Xuanming, the Demon King of Beishan who invaded the human world and killed countless humans, and he was afraid that his own strength was not enough.

Of course, there are also a small number of people in the Wang Quan family and other monks of the Yi Qi Dao League who do not believe that the facts would be as the female Jianzhong elder said. However, now that a powerful enemy is at hand and Wang Quan Jingxing is already dead, they naturally will not say anything more to create internal conflicts.

"Show your magic weapons!" shouted an old man who seemed to be quite prestigious among this group of human cultivators.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Swish

All the human monks in Wangquan Villa, regardless of their magical powers or cultivation levels, showed their magic weapons with a determined look on their faces. It was obvious that they were ready to resist the invasion of the demons even at the cost of their lives.

"Haha... wait for death, human cultivators. Today is the day when our demon race will completely destroy your resistance and dominate the world!"

“Hahahaha…right, that’s right!”

"Under the leadership of the Demon Emperor, you are all doomed!" The demons looked at the human cultivators with excitement and murderous intent on their faces.

Many monsters with more brutal and bloodthirsty personalities even raised human limbs such as heads that were left when they slaughtered some humans. Now, they only waited for the order from their Monster Emperor Xuanming, and then they would rush forward to completely destroy the last and strongest resistance force of the human race.

"Is this the King's Sword, the most powerful magic weapon possessed by these monkeys? Yes, it is indeed a pretty good weapon!"

Xuan Ming turned his hand and grasped the hilt of the Wang Quan Sword. He looked up and down the sword, nodded and commented.

However, this royal sword is a little too small for Xuanming. It does not match Xuanming's image and appearance and looks weird.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh

"Monster, let go of the King's Sword! The King's Sword is not something you monsters can get your hands on!"

The elders of the Wang Quan family's Sword Tomb were filled with anger and humiliation when they saw that Xuan Ming was playing with the Wang Quan sword, which they regarded as a treasure, so casually.

They had no time to care about other people's obstruction, nor the huge gap in strength between themselves and Xuanming. They all controlled their magic weapons and rushed towards Xuanming without hesitation, wanting to take back the Royal Sword that represented the glory and strength of the first family of the human race.

"You don't know your own strength!" Xuan Ming raised his lips slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. The strength of these Sword Tomb elders was much inferior to Wang Quan Jingxing who did not use dragon power.

In Xuanming's eyes, they were as insignificant as ants.

The Royal Sword suddenly burst out with thousands of black and red thunders. Xuan Ming swung the sword in his hand violently, bringing up a huge, sharp and terrifying black and red sword energy.

"God avoid!"

This sword energy was like a rainbow piercing the sun, or like a divine punishment that destroyed the world. It was unstoppable and slashed straight towards the elders of the sword tomb who were rushing over.

Instantly, a violent energy fluctuation was heard in the void, and wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be torn apart. The faces of the elders in the Sword Tomb changed drastically, and they felt unprecedented fear, but at this time they could not and did not have time to retreat.

They gritted their teeth and tried their best to resist this terrifying blow. However, their efforts seemed so pale and powerless in front of Xuanming's powerful strength.

Swish————

The powerful and extremely powerful black and red sword energy cut the Sword Tomb elders who tried to snatch back the King's Sword into two in almost an instant.

Blood splattered everywhere and blood foam flew everywhere!

After that, the power was still undiminished and it even killed some flying monsters surrounding the Wangquan Villa. These monsters had no time to react before they were hit by the sword energy and fell from the sky with screams.

However, the sword energy seemed to be unhindered and continued to fly towards the distance with great momentum.

Finally, it streaked across the sky like a meteor and completely disappeared into the horizon, leaving behind only a gaze of shock and fear.