Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Sensing his sword intent, a hint of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the Ink Dragon Demon King.

He spoke arrogantly, but in his heart he was very wary. The person in front of him had fought two demon kings alone without being at a disadvantage, and his strength should not be underestimated.

He stretched out his hand, and a short, jet-black fork appeared in his palm. The fork was covered with fine runes, clearly indicating that it was a magic weapon of considerable quality.

"Very well, let me see just how capable you really are."

Before the words were even finished, the two of them moved at the same time.

The wooden planks beneath Li Yuan's feet shattered instantly, and his figure transformed into a shooting star, hurtling towards the Ink Dragon Demon King, the enormous blade shadow slashing towards its throat.

The Ink Dragon Demon King neither dodged nor evaded; the black short fork in his hand swelled in the wind and thrust out to meet the blade.

"bite--!"

The clash of knives and forks produced a deafening roar, and a terrifying shockwave ripped through the lake, creating towering waves several meters high.

Their bodies touched briefly before separating, then collided again.

Li Yuan's swordsmanship was expansive and powerful, with the power of stars and the flames of Yanjiu alternately flowing into his blade. Sometimes the blade would shimmer with silver light, and sometimes it would blaze with flames, displaying two completely different kinds of power.

The Ink Dragon Demon King was not afraid at all. After all, it was a half-step Demon Emperor level, and in terms of cultivation alone, it was far superior to Li Yuan.

The countless fork-like shadows effortlessly neutralized Li Yuan's attacks, while walls of water rose continuously from the surface, disrupting his rhythm and preventing him from unleashing his full potential.

What troubled him even more was that the Ink Dragon Demon King's control over water had reached an unparalleled level.

This vast Dongjiang Lake is his home ground, and the lake water is his weapon. He can turn into water arrows to attack anytime and anywhere, and can even use the lake water to hide, making him impossible to defend against.

As time went on, Li Yuan fell into a disadvantageous position, switching from offense to defense and playing very passively, losing his previous composure.

The Black Dragon Demon King's attacks grew increasingly fierce, each strike carrying the force of an overwhelming tidal wave, forcing Li Yuan to retreat repeatedly.

With nowhere to gain leverage on the lake, he could only fly through the air, which consumed a great deal of his spiritual energy.

"Hahaha……"

"Kid, weren't you so tough just now?"

The Ink Dragon Demon King grew increasingly ferocious in battle, unleashing wave after wave of attacks, giving Li Yuan no chance to catch his breath. "On this water, I am the ruler. What do you have to fight me with?"

Li Yuan tried his best to adjust his body and retreat towards the shore. The Ink Dragon Demon King had already seen through his intentions and would not let him have his way.

With a thrust of the fork, demonic power formed a spiral shockwave at the tip, aiming straight for Li Yuan's chest.

Li Yuan parried with his sword, but with a loud "boom," he was sent flying backward, sliding dozens of feet across the water before barely managing to regain his footing.

He knelt on one knee on the water, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, looking extremely disheveled.

The Ink Dragon Demon King did not rush to pursue. He waved his hand, and a black mist condensed beside him, which was Ji Fanghua.

She spotted Li Yuan on the lake immediately: "Senior Brother Li."

"Did you see clearly?" The Ink Dragon Demon King forcefully embraced her slender waist, looking down at Li Yuan with the air of a victor. "Fanghua, is this the man you've been longing for?"

"He is nothing in front of me. I will let you see with your own eyes how he dies."

Ji Fanghua did not struggle. She had always had an inexplicable trust in Li Yuan. Since he dared to make plans on his own, he must be confident in defeating the Ink Dragon Demon King.

She looked up and their eyes met in the air. Li Yuan slowly raised his hand and quickly made a few hand gestures to her.

Ji Fanghua's gaze sharpened; it was the sign language that Li Yuan had taught them when they were in the Shenwu Squad.

A smile appeared on her lips, and she subtly gave an OK sign to her right side.

The Ink Dragon Demon King looked at the two suspiciously, his face darkening, and his killing intent surged instantly.

Even when death is imminent, you still dare to flirt with him right under his nose? Do you think he's dead?

Having received Ji Fanghua's reply, Li Yuan felt much more at ease.

He slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the Ink Dragon Demon King, and smiled: "Ink Dragon, have you ever heard a saying?"

The Ink Dragon Demon King frowned: "What did you say?"

"Villains often die from talking too much."

Before he finished speaking, Li Yuan moved, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and actually charged towards the Ink Dragon Demon King.

On the blade, starlight and flames intertwined and burst forth with unprecedented brilliance.

"Hmph! It's nothing but a death throes!"

The Ink Dragon Demon King sneered, released Ji Fanghua, and sent out a black short fork flying towards Li Yuan.

"boom!"

The two collided again, producing a violent, loud noise.

This time, Li Yuan completely abandoned defense, his sword shadows growing faster and fiercer, utterly disregarding his own safety.

The Ink Dragon Demon King was forced to retreat a few steps by his frenzied fighting style, but he quickly regained his footing and became even more disdainful.

Li Yuan was clearly at his limit, his strength waning. If he could just withstand this onslaught, he could be easily killed.

As the Ink Dragon Demon King had predicted, after several dozen moves, Li Yuan began to falter, his movements slowed down, and his swordsmanship frequently showed flaws.

"Kid! Is that all you've got? Die!"

The Ink Dragon Demon King grinned maliciously, seized an opening, and thrust out with his trident, striking Li Yuan squarely in the left shoulder.

"puff--!"

Blood splattered.

Li Yuan grunted as he was thrown away by a fork, arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto the water's surface, splashing a large spray of water.

"Senior Brother Li!"

Ji Fanghua finally couldn't help but cry out in surprise, and she struggled to rush over.

Seeing how much she cared for Li Yuan, the Ink Dragon Demon King's face darkened.

"Don't rush, I'll send him on his way right away."

The Ink Dragon Demon King, pulling Ji Fanghua along and carrying a short fork, walked step by step towards Li Yuan.

At this moment, Li Yuan lay on the water's surface, blood gushing out and staining the lake red.

Seeing the black dragon approach, it struggled twice but couldn't get up, which earned it a disdainful smile from the Black Dragon Demon King.

"Senior Brother Li... are you alright?"

Ji Fanghua possessed a water-repelling pearl given to her by the black dragon, allowing her to float easily on the water's surface even without spiritual power.

Seeing Li Yuan's miserable state, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Alright, enough with the sweet talk!"

The Ink Dragon Demon King reached out and flicked his hand in displeasure, and Ji Fanghua was involuntarily sucked away by him, struggling desperately in his palm.

"Let me go! You're not allowed to hurt Senior Brother Li!"

"Hehe~"

The Ink Dragon Demon King was in high spirits. He walked up to Li Yuan, looked down at him, and raised the short fork in his hand: "Boy, you can die now!"

In that instant, Li Yuan slapped the water's surface, launching himself into the air. Starlight and flames erupted simultaneously as he slashed at the black dragon's arm.

This strike was faster than any of the previous ones.

It was so fast that even the Ink Dragon Demon King didn't have time to react.

"Damn it!"

The Ink Dragon Demon King was shocked and instinctively took a step back, but it was too late. The blade grazed his arm, blood spurted out, and Ji Fanghua in his palm fell onto the water.

He looked down and flew into a rage: "You brat! I'll grind you to dust!"

The moment Mo Jiao released Ji Fanghua, Li Yuan struck with lightning speed, grabbing the demonic rope on Ji Fanghua's wrist.

The power of the stars poured in, breaking all restrictions. The runes on the rope flickered violently a few times, and then snapped with a "crack".

Ji Fanghua was instantly free.

The Demon King of the Ink Dragon's expression changed, and he realized that he had fallen into a trap. Li Yuan had deliberately injured himself in order to get close to Ji Fanghua and break the restriction on her.