Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

"Have you burned enough? Now it's my turn." Yang Ping'an's icy voice rang out.

Jin Renfeng was covered in sweat, staring fiercely at the figure in the flames.

Yang Ping'an wielded his golden sword, stirring up the surrounding flames, which then coiled around the sword, absorbing all the flames emitted by Jin Renfeng and those burning in the bamboo forest.

Holding a magic sword enveloped in lava-colored flames, Yang Ping'an exerted force with his feet and instantly appeared in front of Jin Renfeng.

Yang Ping'an swung his sword horizontally toward Jin Renfeng, but just as it was about to strike, he changed the slash into a sweeping motion, passing the sword across the blade and forcefully slapping it toward Jin Renfeng's head.

Yang Ping'an was too fast. Jin Renfeng didn't even have time to react before he was hit by Yang Ping'an and sent flying far away.

Jin Renfeng crashed through a bamboo grove before landing heavily on the ground. His hair and eyebrows were burned away by the flames controlled by Yang Ping'an.

Jin Renfeng was covered in soot, his head was black and grime, and his Taoist robe was tattered and ragged from the flames and the impact.

He struggled to lift his head, watching Yang Ping'an approach, his pupils contracted, and his body trembled violently.

"Junior Brother Jin Renfeng, you look like a stray dog ​​now." Yang Ping'an slowly walked up to Jin Renfeng and said slowly and deliberately.

"Weren't you going to lecture me? How did things turn out like this?"

"You despicable scoundrel! You are clearly a Demon King, yet you concealed your cultivation to deceive me!" Jin Renfeng gritted his teeth in fury upon hearing Yang Ping'an's words.

"Junior Brother Jin Renfeng, if you don't need your brain, you can donate it to someone else. When did I ever tell you that my cultivation level is not high?" Yang Ping'an stood three steps away from Jin Renfeng, looking down at Jin Renfeng who was lying on the ground.

"Oh, I forgot. With a brain like yours, even an unintelligent little demon wouldn't eat it."

"Senior Brother Yang, I admit my mistake. Please forgive me this time." Jin Renfeng lowered his head, concealing his fierce expression, and begged Yang Ping'an for forgiveness in a low voice.

Yang Ping'an looked at Jin Renfeng, who was looking down, with great interest, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

"For Uncle Dongfang's sake, I'll spare your life today." Yang Ping'an casually let Jin Renfeng go and turned to leave the bamboo forest.

"Thank you, senior brother. Please, senior brother, die!" As soon as Jin Renfeng saw Yang Ping'an's shadow leave, he jumped up, flames wrapped around his arm, and stabbed at Yang Ping'an's back.

A cruel, twisted grin hung on Jin Renfeng's dark face as he plunged his burning arm straight into Yang Ping'an's back.

He had already envisioned Yang Ping'an collapsing to the ground in agony, looking at him with desperate, pleading eyes, and finally dying in agony.

As expected, Yang Ping'an was hit, a large hole bursting in his chest, charred black, with a few traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. He fell to the ground in disbelief, looking at Jin Renfeng in despair.

"Hahaha, aren't you so powerful? Didn't you kindly spare my life? Get up and hit me!" Jin Renfeng laughed wildly, laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. He held his stomach with one hand and pointed at Yang Ping'an lying on the ground with the other.

"Have you laughed enough?" Yang Ping'an's voice rang out softly behind Jin Renfeng, and Jin Renfeng's duck-like laughter stopped abruptly, cold sweat pouring down his back.

"When you've had your fun, it's my turn." Yang Ping'an kicked Jin Renfeng from behind, sending him flying into the air.

Jin Renfeng flew in mid-air, desperately looking at the ground out of the corner of his eye, but there was no trace of Yang Ping'an. It was as if everything before had been his illusion.

Yang Ping'an followed closely and flew into the air, then kicked Jin Renfeng's jaw with great force. Jin Renfeng's head snapped to the right, and several bloody teeth flew out of his mouth.

Yang Ping'an delivered another elbow strike to Jin Renfeng's chest with a whooshing sound. The cracking sound of bones breaking rang out, and Jin Renfeng was sent flying backward, crashing straight to the ground.

With a loud crash, dust billowed up from the ground. Jin Renfeng landed on his shoulder first, creating a large crater in the ground, and collapsed into the crater.

Yang Ping'an landed on the ground, circulated his magic power, and waved his hand to disperse the dust in front of him.

Jin Renfeng's eyes were white, his chest was sunken, and several ribs were broken. Only the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that Jin Renfeng still had vital signs and had not gone to see the Yellow Springs Clan in the underworld.

Since leaving Shenhuo Mountain Villa, Yang Ping'an has maintained his divine sense outward, partly to search for Dongfang Huaizhu and partly to guard against Jin Renfeng.

As early as when Jin Renfeng lay on the ground with his head down, Yang Ping'an noticed the sinister expression on his face and realized that Jin Renfeng was about to use a dirty trick.

After Yang Ping'an's cultivation broke through, his spiritual sense was further enhanced, especially by gaining the ability to create illusions. Those whose spiritual sense was inferior to Yang Ping'an's could not break the illusions.

Jin Renfeng's mental strength was naturally inferior to Yang Ping'an's. What followed was that Yang Ping'an took advantage of Jin Renfeng's imagination to create a large-scale illusion, making him believe that he had succeeded, and thus successfully ambushed Yang Ping'an.

"Jin Renfeng, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life. If you ever dare to show your face in front of me again, I'll beat you every time I see you." Yang Ping'an ignored Jin Renfeng, who was lying on the ground, glanced at the figure in the distance, and turned to leave.

"No... impossible... impossible..." Jin Renfeng collapsed in the pit, muttering unconsciously.

After Yang Ping'an left, three figures jumped into a messy bamboo forest. The leader glanced at Jin Renfeng, who was lying dazed in the pit, and waved to the two behind him.

"Yes, Master." The two men stepped forward and lifted Jin Renfeng, who had fallen into the pit.

That's right, the person leading this group is Dongfang Guyue, the owner of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, and also the current leader of the Yiqi Dao Alliance.

When Jin Renfeng led Yang Ping'an out of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, Dongfang Guyue noticed Jin Renfeng's dissatisfaction.

He realized that Jin Renfeng might make a move against Yang Ping'an, so he followed him out.

In Dongfang Guyue's view, Jin Renfeng was about to break through to the Demon King realm, and Yang Ping'an's revealed realm was only just broken through, and his magical power was not stable.

If Yang Ping'an were to be seriously injured by Jin Renfeng due to a moment of carelessness, he would have a hard time explaining it to Old Master Yang.

As he had guessed, Jin Renfeng attacked Yang Ping'an, and he almost managed to save Yang Ping'an when Yang Ping'an was engulfed in flames.

However, Dongfang Guyue quickly realized that Yang Ping'an was not harmed, which made him marvel at the exquisite Taoist magic of Yang Ping'an.

Later, Dongfang Guyue witnessed Yang Ping'an displaying extremely strong fire control skills to counterattack, and Jin Renfeng was injured and begged for mercy.

When Dongfang Guyue saw Jin Renfeng launch a sneak attack and Yang Ping'an fall to the ground seriously injured, her heart skipped a beat, and she wished she could kill Jin Renfeng.

Fortunately, Yang Ping'an used some kind of magic to take the damage for him and then attacked Jin Renfeng.

Even so, Yang Ping'an was extremely restrained in his attacks on Jin Renfeng, who was trying to kill him. Jin Renfeng appeared to be seriously injured, but in reality, they were all external injuries, and he could recover after a period of rest.

"Old Yang is really lucky to have such outstanding descendants." Dongfang Guyue couldn't help but sigh as she compared the narrow-minded and ruthless Jin Renfeng with the generous and steady Yang Ping'an.