Danzun War God

Chapter 226 The Old Demon King

At this moment, the werewolf stopped being arrogant and took out his spiked club. His aura emanated from him, and the surrounding air rippled outwards like waves.

Han Qi did not relax at all, and released his aura without reservation. After feeling this powerful aura, the surrounding monsters all chose to flee.

A fierce battle is about to break out.

Just then, Han Qi had a sudden inspiration. What would happen if he brought Chen Wei's wolf over now? He then used the wisp of divine thought in his life palace to communicate with Chen Wei.

In the blink of an eye, the werewolf didn't give Han Qi much time and immediately attacked with his spiked club in hand.

"The first move of the Three Strikes to Strike God: Mountain Shake!"

What seemed like a simple blow from the werewolf felt to Han Qi like a barrage of club shadows crashing down on him. Moreover, the aura contained within the spiked club was like Mount Tai pressing down. Han Qi activated the Fire Spirit Orb and instantly unleashed the Blazing Shield.

"boom!"

With a loud crash, a figure flew out, smashing through dozens of trees before falling to the ground.

The one who flew out was the werewolf. He sat on the ground with a bewildered look on his face, his spiked club lying on the side. He knew the power of the God-Slaying Three Strikes. Even a late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator wouldn't dare to take it head-on. The young man in front of him was obviously also at the Nascent Soul Realm, but he stood in front of him unharmed.

At this moment, only two flame shields remained around Han Qi's body, spinning rapidly. Han Qi calmly looked at the werewolf and coldly said, "This is the first move. I'll give you one more. If you still can't win, then don't stop me from entering. What do you say?"

In fact, Han Qi did not want to really fight this werewolf. If his Flame Shield was exhausted, he probably wouldn't be able to win in a short time by relying on strength alone, which would only waste time. Time was indeed extremely precious to Han Qi, and he was unwilling to waste it on this meaningless battle.

Upon hearing this, the werewolf's eyes lit up. This was a worthwhile deal. If he won, the werewolf would definitely not let him go. If he didn't defeat him, he wouldn't suffer any losses. Besides, he still had two more moves left in his God-Slaying Three Strikes, and these two moves were far more powerful than the first move he had just used.

He then said, "You're courting death! But since you've asked, Ange will grant your wish!"

As he spoke, he summoned the spiked club again, quickly channeled his profound energy to its peak, and then charged forward with a leap.

"The second move of the God-Slaying Three Strikes: Earthquake!"

With a roar, the werewolf's figure blurred into a blur as he charged forward, his spiked club emitting a golden light as it slammed down on Han Qi's face. This move wasn't as flashy as the first, but its momentum was much greater.

Han Qi simply stared calmly at the werewolf, his face expressionless and undisturbed, not even blinking. This look made the werewolf's heart pound, wondering what Han Qi was up to. His intuition told him that this was a trap, waiting for him to fall into it.

In that split second, another loud bang rang out, and the entire earth trembled. Han Qi remained standing there motionless, still in the same position as before, even looking at the werewolf who was sent flying backward with a mocking expression.

The Flame Shield's effect is that it becomes stronger against strong opponents and weaker against weak ones; the stronger the opponent's attack, the greater the impact on it.

The werewolf's attack was indeed very powerful. This time, the werewolf was sent flying dozens of feet away, leaving a trail of destruction like a harvester, snapping all the trees in half. The werewolf lay motionless on the ground, his fate unknown.

Just then, in a small hut.

An old man was meditating with his eyes closed when suddenly he felt a jolt beneath him. He opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "That was the wolf cub's earthquake! Could someone have broken in?"

It's important to know that there aren't many who can force a werewolf to use the second move of the God-Slaying Three Strikes. Now that the old man sensed the werewolf's second move, he deduced that the werewolf must have encountered a powerful opponent. The old man deduced that the roc whose seal had loosened had arrived, so he dared not be careless and immediately flew out of the hut, rushing towards the direction from which the tremor came.

Since the wolf cub didn't unleash the third move of the God-Slaying Three Strikes, Heaven-Shattering, there are two possibilities: either the second move succeeded, or he was subdued by the opponent. He was well aware of the Roc's fighting strength, and if the Roc appeared, the second possibility was more likely.

The old man leaped a few times and disappeared into the jungle.

Seeing that the werewolf had fallen, Han Qi put away the Flame Shield and prepared to leave.

Suddenly a figure swept over, and a man with white hair and beard appeared in front of Han Qi, blocking his way.

Upon seeing that it was Han Qi, the old man was taken aback. He hadn't expected that the person who had forced the werewolf to use the second move of the Three Divine Strikes was a young human. The werewolf in the distance lay motionless on the ground, its fate unknown. The old man was horrified, but outwardly remained calm as he said, "Boy! You dare to trespass here? Do you know where you are?"

An old man suddenly appeared without his noticing, and he couldn't sense any aura emanating from him, which was enough to show that this person's cultivation was extraordinary, far surpassing his own. Han Qi realized that this was an area untouched by the Roc, and he couldn't help but guess that these people were in cahoots with the Roc. He subconsciously wondered if this person might be the Hundred-Transformation Demon God mentioned by the Roc and the Golden Armor. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel disheartened; it seemed that his chances of survival were slim this time.

Han Qi then steeled his heart. Since he was going to die anyway, he obviously couldn't just sit and wait to die. Even though he knew he was no match, he still had to try. So he took out the Heavenly Wrath Divine Weapon again.

He roared, "You must be the ever-changing demon god! Let me tell you, today is your death day. Enough nonsense, prepare to die!"

As Han Qi spoke, he unleashed the Nine Forms of Heavenly Wrath, his swords surging like a tide. Instantly, the Heavenly Wrath Divine Weapon shone with golden light, and the sword energy spread outwards in all directions like a wall.

The old man raised an eyebrow and then made a hand seal. The surging sword energy was instantly frozen as if it had hit a wall. All the sword energy stopped abruptly, and even Han Qi felt a suffocating aura of pressure.

Han Qi knew that his opponent was far too powerful and beyond his ability to harm, but he still said fiercely, "I've fallen into your hands today, and I have nothing to say. It's a pity that I couldn't kill you scum with my own hands."

The old man simply waved his hand, and Han Qi's sword energy instantly disintegrated like a tide. He calmly said, "I am not the ever-changing god and demon you speak of. I am the former demon king of the demon realm."