"I didn't expect the Southern Demon brother's guess to be correct; there really are Martial Artists sneaking back in!"
Two demons, looking no different from humans, flew over from a distance and hovered in the air above the Demon Slaying Division, looking down upon Li Xuanxiao and Ling Yan.
Ling Yan trembled slightly; after all, he was only at the Third Layer of the Xuan Realm, and facing the pressure of two Demon Emperors simultaneously, he was completely unable to resist.
Li Xuanxiao silently drew his ming cha blade; this precious blade was a top-grade Xuan Realm weapon, two whole levels higher than his previous Asura Blade.
As for Yang Zhiru, who was lying on the lotus platform slowly recovering his condition, he struggled to get up and also picked up his saber.
"Vice General Yang, you should rest well first. I can handle this!"
Li Xuanxiao held the ming cha blade vertically in front of him, his voice carrying an unprecedented chill.
The deaths of Liu Gelin and the Patrol Hall Master had bottled up a surge of rage within him.
He was just looking for a place to vent it, and now two Demon Emperors had delivered themselves to his doorstep—it was like getting a pillow when you needed one most.
The two demons roared with laughter: "What an ignorant fellow. Do you want to fight us two against one?"
"Don't rush. Whether one of you goes up, or both of you attack along with that dying old man, the outcome will be the same."
Yang Zhiru turned his head to look at Li Xuanxiao: "Don't overexert yourself. They are both Third Layer Mystic Realm demons; you, who just advanced to the Mystic Realm, cannot contend with them."
The recovery effect of the lotus platform was indeed strong; in just this short while, Yang Zhiru had regained his senses.
His condition was much better than the near-death state he was in before.
But that was all. Yang Zhiru's internal injuries were too severe to be healed in just a moment.
"Perhaps they are indeed very strong."
"But don't you forget..."
"I am the man who dared to draw his blade even under your pressure!"
These words stunned Yang Zhiru, who then let out a light chuckle: "Good lad!"
That's right. Li Xuanxiao, at the mere Xuan Realm, once dared to draw his blade against him, who was in the Mystic Realm.
Now, facing two Demon Emperors of the same Realm, how could he possibly shrink from battle!
The two Demon Emperors exchanged glances and attacked together immediately!
Demons have no concept of martial ethics.
A fierce wind rose instantly, dark clouds gathered, creating a terrifying scene that seemed to change the very heavens and earth.
Li Xuanxiao shot up into the sky, facing the two Demon Emperors directly!
The Mystic Lotus Art was circulated to its extreme. This was his first battle against Mystic Realm Demon Emperors!
The lives of Yang Zhiru and Ling Yan depended on it, so he dared not be careless; he used his full strength from the very first move!
Despite his anger, he had to remain calm.
Under the shroud of dark clouds, endless black-purple raindrops began to fall.
Li Xuanxiao erected a lotus platform, blocking all the raindrops outside.
The falling raindrops splashed onto the ground, corroding the hard blue bricks and roof tiles with a sizzling sound.
Li Xuanxiao's gaze turned stern, and he directly unleashed the Mystic - Mirage Shadow Blade!
Thick Mirage Mist rolled and churned, momentarily obscuring the sky, and within the mist, Li Xuanxiao's figure moved like a phantom in the wind.
Yang Zhiru was stunned when he saw this. Wasn't this the famous ultimate technique of Commander Si!?
"Hmph! Petty tricks, you dare to show off in front of a Master?"
"Watch my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
The fierce wind condensed into a vortex, forming a wind dragon that fiercely charged into the mist.
The wind dragon rolled and tossed wildly within the mist, possessing a terrifying momentum.
But as soon as it entered the mist, it was like a clay ox entering the sea—it vanished completely.
"There's something wrong with this mist, be careful!"
"Don't mess up on this kid!"
The demons warned each other, but in the next second, a sharp gleam of a blade flashed.
It brought forth a spray of blood and a large severed head!
The Demon Emperor still held the expression of conversation when he realized his head had already fallen to the ground.
Li Xuanxiao swept his murderous gaze over the remaining Demon Emperor, and in the next second, his figure merged back into the mist.
The other Demon Emperor was greatly alarmed and immediately unleashed a stronger technique to shield himself.
[Killed a Third Layer Mystic Realm Earth Demon, gained 3000 Demon value Points!]
[First time killing a Mystic Realm Demon, received an additional reward of 10000 Demon value Points!]
Two light screens flashed, and 13,000 Demon value Points was credited to his account.
[Consumed 3000 Demon value Points, Shadow Clinging to the Bone has reached the Transcendent Realm!]
Upgrading the Xuan Realm movement technique to the Transcendent Realm further increased his speed in maneuvering and shifting.
Combined with the mist from the Mirage Shadow Blade, Li Xuanxiao's figure became even more elusive.
The sole remaining Demon Emperor panicked. He never expected his companion to be instantly slain right at the beginning of the fight!
Who exactly was this person?
The intelligence stated that the Pei Prefecture Demon Slaying Division only had nine Mystic Realm experts!
Where on earth did this fellow pop up from!
He was secretly shocked, which manifested in the battle as his rhythm being completely disrupted, losing all previous structure.
And this would undoubtedly accelerate the speed of his demise!
After a few more exchanges, Li Xuanxiao found an opportunity and closed in on the Mystic Realm Demon Emperor again.
The Mirage Shadow Blade was unleashed, and the Demon Emperor felt a chill on his neck as his world instantly tilted.
"How... how is this possible?"
The scene before its eyes spun wildly, then gradually faded into dim darkness.
[Killed a Third Layer Mystic Realm Cicada Demon, gained 3000 Demon value Points!]
The battle, from start to finish, took only about ten minutes.
Ling Yan was completely stunned. Those were two Mystic Realm Demon Emperors!
When had Li Xuanxiao grown to this extent?
Recalling how he himself didn't even dare to think of drawing his blade under the pressure of the two Demon Emperors just moments ago.
He couldn't help but blush, secretly cursing himself for being useless.
Yang Zhiru, however, showed no expression of great surprise.
From drawing his blade on him for the first time, to using the Buddhist Dharma lotus platform to save people, and then advancing to the Mystic Realm.
Now, displaying the Commander's famous martial art right before his eyes and slaying two Demon Emperors...
Too many impossibilities had long since prevented him from viewing Li Xuanxiao with his previous perspective.
After slaying both Demon Emperors, the gloom in Li Xuanxiao's heart slightly eased.
He sheathed his blade and slowly descended before the two men.
After a period of treatment on the lotus platform, Yang Zhiru's complexion had improved significantly.
His face, which was originally as pale as paper, now showed a hint of color.
The Xuan - Pure Lotus Radiance truly had something special about it!
Li Xuanxiao decided that he would prioritize deducing this martial art next time; it was simply too useful!
He took out several different types of Medicinal Pills from his Storage Ring and handed them to Yang Zhiru.
"Vice General Yang, take a look and see which of these might help with your injuries."
Yang Zhiru took them, selected a few, and swallowed them down.
Then he sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and began circulating his true essence to refine the medicinal power.
With a two-pronged approach, his condition was recovering at an extremely fast rate.
Ling Yan walked up to Li Xuanxiao, bowed deeply, and said solemnly, "Li Xuanxiao, thank you for saving my Master."
Li Xuanxiao waved his hand: "Lord Ling Yan is too kind. We are all colleagues in the Demon Slaying Division; we ought to support each other."
"Do I still deserve you calling me 'Lord' now?"
Ling Yan gave a dejected smile: "Just call me Ling Yan from now on."
Li Xuanxiao shrugged. He didn't care much about such matters; it was just a title.
Oh, wait! That's not quite right...
Being called 'little man' might lead to getting killed easily.