Pirates: I am Sukuna, killing people indiscriminately

"It's just a piece of sand, it can't withstand a single blow!"

Under the bombardment of Xuanming's fist, the sandstorm that Fan Yunfei gathered from the Western Region using the power of heaven and earth was completely blown up and turned into sand scattered all over the sky.

"Drink~!"

Fan Yunfei roared angrily again, and the demonic power in his body burst out violently. He used all his strength to control the power of heaven and earth, and the scattered sand particles were controlled by him again.

The sand in the sky began to rotate rapidly, forming a huge sandstorm, wrapping Xuanming in it, trying to tear Xuanming to pieces.

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha!

In the sandstorm, Xuan Ming held up a colorless circular shield to protect himself. The rapidly rotating sand bombarded the shield madly, making a violent friction sound, but it could not break through the circular shield.

Seeing this situation, Fan Yunfei did not hesitate and added all the billions of tons of sand mobilized from the Western Region into this sandstorm, determined to break through the shield and kill Xuanming with this move.

With Fan Yunfei going all out, the scale of this sandstorm was beyond human imagination. Even those people and monsters who had already retreated thousands of miles away could still clearly feel the strong pull of this sandstorm. If someone could stand high in the sky of this planet and look down at the whole situation, they could even see that the entire round surface of the planet had a sharp corner protruding because of the sandstorm. This corner was formed by the sandstorm and reached straight into the sky.

"This... This kind of attack! There's no way the Demon Emperor of Beishan could survive, right?!"

"Yes, it seems that Prince Fan Yunfei of the Western Region has won, and the crisis of our human race should be resolved!" The human monks were shocked by such a terrifying sandstorm, but at the same time they were glad that the monster Fan Yunfei, who had such strength, seemed to have a good relationship with their human king Quan Wumu, so they did not need to be his enemy.

"With this... this kind of power, His Majesty the Demon Emperor... wouldn't he have already lost?!"

"No...No, Your Majesty will definitely be fine!!"

"If...if even His Majesty the Demon Emperor loses, I...why don't we just run away!"

The monsters from the demon clan were looking at the sandstorm with worry and nervousness, wondering if their Demon Emperor could handle such an attack. If not, they planned to just run away.

After all, in the face of such a horrific sandstorm, even if the demon army has a million, what can it do? They will all be crushed into dust under such a natural disaster.

"Storm, White Lotus, can you sense His Majesty's situation?!" Looking at the panicked demon army, Reverend Beishan asked with a strange look in his eyes.

"I can't sense it. This sandstorm is full of the magical power of the sand fox, which blocks my perception." Ah Fu replied solemnly as he looked at the huge and terrifying sandstorm that broke through the sky.

"Me too." Bai Lian also nodded in agreement with a serious expression. Neither of them noticed the strange look that flashed in Reverend Beishan's eyes.

“Well, since this…” Before Reverend Beishan could finish his words, he saw the two monsters, Bailian and Fengbao, showing joy on their faces. At the same time, Xuanming’s loud shout was heard from the terrifying sandstorm.

"Humph!"

“Colorless Divine Power————White Wall!!”

Break it for me! "

As Xuan Ming shouted, a white sun slowly rose in the huge sandstorm that pierced the sky. The white light emitted by the white sun made the eyes of all the people or monsters who were staring at it hurt and almost blinded them. Everyone turned away in a hurry, but some people or monsters did not believe it and thought that they were thousands of miles away and the white light could not hurt them, but they paid the price of complete blindness the next second.

After a while, they felt that the white light that was too bright to look at directly faded away, and the humans and monsters looked towards the field cautiously and anxiously.

At this moment, the huge sandstorm that was originally so terrifying that it reached the sky had disappeared. There was not even a cloud in the sky. Instead, a huge semicircular pit appeared on the ground, as if a god had taken a huge round spoon and dug away nearly a thousand miles of land.

"Haha... As expected, Your Majesty is invincible. Although that Sand Fox is incredibly powerful, it cannot defeat Your Majesty!" Bai Lian's solemn expression faded away, revealing an excited smile, and then he turned around and looked at the Reverend Beishan as if he remembered something:

"Your Excellency, did you have anything to say just now?"

"No." Reverend Beishan replied expressionlessly.

After hearing Reverend Beishan say no, Bai Lian looked away and lost interest in asking more questions.

Bai Lian's attitude made Venerable Beishan secretly annoyed, but there was nothing he could do, because since Xuanming became the Demon Emperor, Beishan has been adhering to the principle that strength is respected, and the stronger the strength, the higher the status. Even if a monster feels that he is strong enough, he can challenge Xuanming, the Demon Emperor, and if he wins, he can become the new Demon Emperor.

Reverend Beishan actually has a decent status in Beishan, but he does not have much respect, because all the monsters regard him and Xiyi as servants of the Monster Emperor Xuanming. All their status and respect come from Xuanming, the strongest Monster Emperor in Beishan.

Reverend Beishan had tried hard to practice and improve his strength to become a demon king, a great demon king, or even a demon emperor, but it was no use. He himself was not of a race suitable for fighting among the monsters, and his talent was not high. He had practiced hard for 500 years and still had not reached the level of a demon king. He didn't know how many years it would take to have the hope of practicing to become a demon king. Even if he reached the level of a demon king, because of his own race, he would be the weakest among the demon kings, and might even be no match for some great demon-level monsters who were extremely good at fighting because of their race.

After less than 50 years of practice, Ah Fu has become a powerful demon king. After taking the Fengfeng Fruit bestowed by Xuanming, his strength has doubled. It is estimated that no monster below the demon king level can be his opponent.

The gap in talent and race has made Venerable Beishan realize that no matter how he practices, he will not achieve much. Venerable Beishan has also thought about increasing his strength through the fruit bestowed by Xuanming, but after learning from Feng Bao and Bai Lian that even the abilities gained from eating the fruit can only be exerted through one's own demonic power, he gave up the idea. His own 500 years of demonic power may not even be equal to the one-year demonic power of a great demon king like Ah Fu.

If I want to realize my ambitions, I can only do so through other means.

Our gaze turns back to the battlefield between Xuan Ming and Fan Yunfei. At this time, under the impact of the white wall of Xuan Ming's colorless realm divine power, Fan Yunfei's lower body disappeared directly, leaving only his upper body lying on the ground. However, this is nothing to Fan Yunfei, who is a sand fox. As long as he is given some time to recover his demonic power, he will be able to recover.

Xuan Ming flew to a place not far from Fan Yun Fei, and with a hint of fighting spirit and bloodthirstiness in his eyes, he spoke:

"Fan Yunfei, you are very strong and have aroused my desire to fight. If you don't have stronger strength to satisfy me,

I will kill you first, then kill all the Sand Foxes, all your relatives, the people you care about, and all the living beings in the Western Region, to calm my will to fight!"

"Now, tell me, can you be stronger?"