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While healing his wounds, Qin Yu chatted with the Blood Dragon, which kept him from getting bored. However, the Blood Dragon's presence was somewhat similar to that of an NPC in a game.

Everything he possessed was predetermined and was primarily related to inheritance.

If Qin Yu wanted to learn anything else from him, Blood Dragon knew nothing.

In the blink of an eye, three days later.

Qin Yu had cultivated the Divine Illumination Scripture, was protected by the Purple Sun Divine Armor, and with the aid of the pills in his storage ring, his injuries had basically recovered to about 70-80%.

He knew in his heart that Emperor Wu had shown leniency; otherwise, he certainly wouldn't still be alive.

As for why he let Yan Mingyu off the hook, it was probably out of concern for her.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu's expression darkened, wondering if Yan Mingyu was still in Martial Emperor City.

Qin Yu found a stream and took a bath.

He fell from mid-air, coughed up blood, and was quite disheveled.

He changed into a clean, ancient-style robe, tied a belt around his waist, and tied his long, flowing hair with a jade belt. With his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, he had a deep and handsome look.

"Crack."

"Miss, let's go quickly!"

On the other side of the valley, the faint sounds of trees breaking and a group of people talking could be heard.

Qin Yu was only focused on escaping and had no idea where he was deep within the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest.

I happened to overhear someone talking and didn't feel particularly close to them.

He didn't fly on a sword, but simply used his lightness skill to quickly flash past the treetops.

After all, he was still a martial saint.

Arriving at the location of the sound, I looked down and saw three or four young men and women fleeing in a disheveled state.

Behind me was a wild boar; I didn't know if it had become a spirit or if the ferocious beasts of the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts couldn't be judged by common sense.

Anyway, this wild boar was able to walk upright, just like an ape.

It is about three meters tall, with blood-red eyes the size of ping-pong balls.

The fangs protruding from his lips looked like two gleaming daggers.

Huffing and puffing, they chased after a few people relentlessly.

"Miss, you run first, we'll stop this monstrous beast."

"We never expected to be so unlucky. We were looking for an ordinary ferocious beast, but instead we encountered the king of wild boars, the Fang King."

"The Liao Lord's combat power is equivalent to that of a Golden Core cultivator; we simply cannot defeat him!"

Among several young men and women, they were protecting a girl who was wearing a white dress, looked delicate, slender, and had a fresh and elegant appearance.

Qin Yu stood atop the treetop, stroking his chin slightly. It turned out this wasn't an ordinary wild boar; it was actually called the "Falcon Lord."

It does indeed have a certain resemblance; those two large tusks are almost identical to those of an elephant.

It actually possesses the combat power of the Golden Core stage; ordinary people really can't defeat this Fiend Lord.

"No, we came together, so we'll go back together."

The girl in the white dress was quite loyal; instead of abandoning her companion and running away alone, she formed a magic hand seal, and a magical scene unfolded.

Colorful flower petals appeared around the girl in the white dress, like butterflies fluttering in the air, creating a very beautiful scene.

Immediately, these petals, like a ribbon, wrapped around the demon.

"Roar"

The ferocious beasts are merely low-level monsters; they have not yet developed intelligence and cannot speak.

Seeing that the girl in the white dress dared to fight back, he was clearly enraged and roared. The sound wave was like a shockwave, directly knocking the girl in the white dress and her companions to the ground.

Then, he strode over, his key areas very conspicuous.

This monstrous beast actually developed lustful thoughts towards the girl in the white dress.

"Miss, what should we do?"

"Waaah." Several young men and women were so frightened that they started to cry.

If the lord has unusual tastes and is bisexual, then they'll be in trouble.

Standing on the treetop, Qin Yu was speechless. These people were really weak and loved to play around. With such poor fighting skills, they dared to provoke this wild boar demon.

Qin Yu shook his head, and his body floated lightly to the ground.

It wasn't that he liked to meddle in other people's business, but since this wild boar demon was called the Lord of the Fangs, it must be one of the top-tier ferocious beasts.

Qin Yu's real goal is to hunt down the Demon Lord, obtain his inner core, and improve his cultivation.

"Roar"

Seeing that someone was causing trouble, the demon roared again.

Qin Yu activated the Purple Sun Divine Armor, enveloping himself and the few weaklings behind him, and waved his hand: "Brother Liao Zun, how many years has it been since you rinsed your mouth? You smell really bad."

The demon king seemed to understand Qin Yu's words. After a moment of stunned silence, a look of anger and embarrassment appeared on his otherwise sloppy face.

He actually took a stick out from his back. It looked a bit like a baseball bat. I don't know what material it was made of, but it was very smooth.

The Demon Lord only possesses combat strength comparable to the Golden Core stage, but he likely doesn't know magic; instead, he possesses terrifying brute force.

The demon lord swung his weapon and smashed it directly down on Qin Yu's head.

Huhu
The sound of something cutting through the air was very clear, indicating that the stick was extremely heavy.

"Sir, be careful!"

The beautiful woman in the white dress behind him called out nervously.

"It's not a big problem!"

Qin Yu was, after all, a high-level martial artist, and his movements were extremely agile. He dodged to the side and appeared behind the Demon Lord.

With a clenched fist, he unleashed a Seven Injury Fist.

When Qin Yu was still in the secular world, he often used the Seven Injury Fist. Later, after he acquired the Nine Dragon Sword, he had fewer opportunities to use the Seven Injury Fist.

However, with the cultivation level of a Martial Saint, the power of the Seven Injury Fist would be terrifying.

A gust of wind formed a storm in front of Qin Yu's fist, which slammed hard into the back of the Demon Lord.

In front of several strangers, Qin Yu did not want to reveal his identity as a cultivator.

boom.
The burly body of the demon king swayed slightly, and a few black pig hairs drifted down.

The Demon Lord turned around, revealing a mocking expression.

That's the gist of it?

Worthy!

Qin Yu looked at his fist. The defensive power of this Fiend Lord was just too amazing.
His Seven Injury Fist was like a tickle.

Fortunately, he still had many cards up his sleeve and didn't need to use any special tricks.

He quickly took a few steps back, putting some distance between himself and the demon king.

The Demon Lord ignored the young men and women who were slumped on the ground; in his eyes, they were already fish on a chopping board.

The most important thing right now is to get rid of Qin Yu.

With a powerful push of his feet, his body spun like a cannonball, swinging the stick in his hand and smashing it towards Qin Yu.

Swish.
Qin Yu used his agility to dodge again.

click
With a loud crash, a tree as thick as a millstone behind Qin Yu was smashed into pieces by the Fiend Lord's attack.

Qin Yu blinked; this Fiend Lord's combat power was indeed formidable.

If that hit someone on the head, it would definitely explode like a watermelon.

Very well, let's take this opportunity to test the combat power of the Blood Fiend Inheritance.

Blood Dragon's claims are so grandiose, could he just be fooling himself? (End of Chapter)