Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 408 Massacre

When the sturdy man in the lead heard these words, his expression froze and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it.

He came to his senses and said fiercely: "Do you think it's great to kill a few of us? Huang Daxian knows the 'immortal magic', which is not something that a mere mortal like you can deal with."

"You have offended us today, which is equivalent to slapping the face of 'Wong Tai Sin'. He will not forgive you. If you know what's good for you, it's not too late to beg for mercy now!!"

"what!"

He had just finished speaking when he felt a sharp pain in his fingers.

The burly scoundrel looked down and discovered that his left hand had disappeared at some point, completely cut off by a fierce aura.

Thick blood plasma continued to gush out from the wound and drip onto the ground.

Shen Qing said calmly: "You are not the only one who knows where the demon lives. If you say another word of nonsense, you should go and accompany your brothers."

As he spoke, a hint of murderous intent emanated from him.

He is a martial artist at the Bone Refining Stage, with extremely strong muscles and bones.

Even so, one hand was chopped off in an instant.

At this moment, the burly scoundrel felt as if all the hairs on his body were standing up.

The young man in front of me is so scary.

The severe pain made him sweat coldly and grimly, but he dared not make any sound.

"Don't want to?" Shen Qing opened his lips and smiled grimly: "If that's the case..."

"I'll take you there, I'll take you there. Don't kill me!" The sturdy scoundrel's face changed drastically, and he begged for mercy: "'Huang Daxian' has found a few friends today and is holding a Hundred Infants Banquet in a valley not far away."

Hearing this, Shen Qing's face darkened: "Lead the way!"

He grabbed the sturdy man by the collar, turned into a rainbow of light, soared into the sky, and flew towards the south.

When the many onlookers from Shangao Village saw this scene, they were all terrified.

"God, it's really a god!"

They didn't expect Shen Qing to be so extraordinary, which shocked them.

The head of the village said with a serious face: "No, it's not a deity, it's a martial artist!"

He muttered to himself, "No wonder he could come to us from Kyoto, thousands of miles away. I thought he was just bragging, but now it seems that what he said is probably true."

The village head was well-informed and had heard that some of the world's top martial artists came and went as fast as the wind, like immortals.

The young master of the Shen family in front of him might belong to this category.

His throat went dry as he realized they seemed to have encountered someone extraordinary.

The wind was howling in the valley and the sun was high in the sky.

A group of demons sat around a campfire, with a huge bronze tripod in the middle. The tripod was steaming and emitting a disgusting stench.

A big black bear sitting beside the tripod, with its legs crossed like an old monk, said leisurely: "Brother Huang, I didn't expect that you could collect so many babies in this mountain valley. It's really amazing."

"Haha, humans have never been honest. As long as you are a little bit cruel to them and make them afraid, they will find a way to satisfy you no matter what you want. Your tough approach is too much, and Brother Dog is too soft." A weasel as tall as a person said seriously beside the big black bear.

"Brother Huang still has a way to control people."

"Stop joking, the feast will be ready soon. You all must try my cooking later."

The weasel demon was proudly showing the "delicacies" in the cauldron to other demons.

Its pointed, monkey-like face was filled with excitement as it laughed, "Hahahaha, brothers, the flesh and blood of these babies will surely help us advance further!"

The demons all echoed in response, and bursts of creepy laughter echoed in the valley.

At this moment, the sky seemed to suddenly crack open, and a rainbow light streaked across like a meteor and landed steadily in front of them.

The rainbow light dissipated, revealing a tall figure, it was Shen Qing.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and he saw the tragic situation in the bronze tripod at a glance, and his face instantly turned extremely cold.

When the rascal he was leading saw the weasel and other monsters, he hurriedly shouted: "Sir, he killed our brothers..."

puff!

The burly scoundrel's voice stopped abruptly before he could finish his words.

The weasel demon was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily: "Who are you? You actually killed my people! Are you tired of living?" In its eyes, those scoundrels were no different from food, but they were its things after all.

Shen Qing killed this scoundrel in front of it, which was a naked provocation.

"Who am I? The one who killed you."

Shen Qing had a calm expression and spoke straight to the point.

He raised his right hand, made seals with both hands, and a golden seal of spiritual power condensed in his palms.

Shen Qing flashed and instantly appeared next to a demon. He raised his hand and slapped the demon's head to pieces.

"Be bold!"

The demons present were furious and used their magic weapons and sorcery to attack Shen Qing.

The weasel demon roared angrily, turned into a yellow light, and rushed straight towards Shen Qing.

Shen Qing snorted coldly, not caring at all.

In his eyes, the siege of these demons looked like children playing, posing no threat at all.

"Bang bang bang!"

Shen Qing’s fist was as powerful as thunder.

One after another, golden seals kept falling down.

The Eight Desolate Destruction Seals were fully activated.

Each golden seal contains terrible power.

Rumble.

Under his attack, many demons fell like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The bear monster wanted to use its brute force to resist the golden seal, but it was useless.

The golden seal was as heavy as a mountain. It felt as if it was carrying a mountain range when it fell on the seal.

Before it could even use its magic power, it was smashed into a pool of meat paste.

The weasel demon was shocked when he saw this.

It didn't expect Shen Qing's strength to be so terrifying, and hurriedly picked up a yellow mace covered with spikes from the ground.

"Kill me!"

The weasel demon roared, swung the mace tightly and smashed it towards Shen Qing.

This mace was made of the fine iron of the human race. It was extremely heavy and could hardly be resisted by any mortal body.

It gained its notoriety because of this.

After he took action, the other demons also rushed towards Shen Qing with roars.

Shen Qing snorted coldly.

Spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and swirling phantoms appeared on his body.

He walked forward step by step, suppressing and attacking with the strength of his body alone.

Under Shen Qing's fist, those monsters were like fragile porcelain, shattered at the slightest touch.

In just a few moments, most of the demons were killed or injured, and the remaining few were so frightened that they retreated again and again, not daring to move forward.

When the weasel demon saw this, he realized that he had met a tough opponent today, and a trace of fear and ferocity flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that if they failed to capture Shen Qing today, these demons would surely die without a burial place.

"Brothers, don't be afraid of him! We are many in number, if we attack together, we will definitely be able to kill him!"

The weasel demon roared loudly.

The remaining demons looked at each other, burst out with some animality, and pounced towards Shen Qing.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)