In a short period of time, such a dramatic turn of events occurred. The first to be stunned were a group of Demonic Soldiers and Gong Yuantai's group of Foundation Establishment cultivators.
When the group of Demonic Soldiers heard the rolling demonic voices earlier, although they were afraid because they had failed to take "Mutual Destruction Ridge," they also knew that on the Desolate Moon Continent , as long as they did not betray the enemy, they would at least not die.
So the Demonic Soldiers were also happy in their hearts. "Mutual Destruction Ridge" was finally going to be taken. Especially, this detestable human cultivator before them was about to be killed.
This person's ambush had actually caused them such heavy casualties and loss of face. Some of them were even about to ask to keep this Poison Cultivator alive, not letting him die so easily.
But the moment of excitement didn't even last the blink of an eye, when the equally powerful aura of a Golden Core cultivator also came from the north.
"How did they only manage to block the other side for a few breaths!"
Among the Demon Lords rushing from the south, a short-haired Demon Lord said with some surprise. After he had separated from the Wu-surnamed Demon Lord , he was specifically responsible for attacking "Mutual Destruction Ridge." Such a change also made him somewhat disbelieving.
His side had been prepared long ago and had sent out many cultivators to block the opponent's reinforcements .
Gong Yuantai and his group, who had just charged out, immediately stopped in mid-air. And Bu Luo's voice transmission only reached Li Yan's Sea of Consciousness at this time.
All this did not end with these few ups and downs. Just as the Golden Cores had their thoughts and the Foundation Establishments had their shock, Li Yan's figure moved.
As Li Yan's figure flickered, he did not flee north. Before anyone could react, he had appeared in front of the Pseudo-Core Realm Demonic Cultivator who had first spoken of defending the area below.
The Pseudo-Core Demonic Cultivator's name was Wu Lu. He still had Wei Zhongran's grim words in his mind when the next moment, he felt a killing intent arrive above his head. He subconsciously raised his arms to block.
With a "ka" sound, this Demonic Cultivator felt a sharp pain in his arms, as if they were about to break. His arms had instantly lost their strength. This scared Wu Lu out of his wits.
His body was already at the Lesser Accomplishment of the Vajra realm, but the opponent's single strike had made his qi and blood boil, and he didn't even know who the attacker was.
However, he was a battle-hardened veteran of the army. In a crisis, his body used the force of the opponent's downward strike to fall forward. The power in his waist erupted, and with a twist, he had already shot backward diagonally.
Then, a figure, with one leg straight, the other knee raised, one hand gripping the wrist of the other bent elbow, all his body's strength concentrated on the tip of the other vertical elbow, shot past his eyes with a "whoosh."
The aftershock of that elbow strike hit the empty space, making a muffled "pa" sound. The surrounding world trembled slightly.
At this time, a strong wind had already come from the horizon. Li Yan's falling body, which was like a meteor, was first locked in mid-air by this force, unable to continue his attack. Wu Lu took the opportunity to retreat desperately.
After locking Li Yan's body, another surging force slammed horizontally into Li Yan's body. Although this force was fierce, it did not cause any abnormal movements in the surrounding space, arriving in an instant like a straight line.
The hairs on Li Yan's body stood on end in an instant. At the same time, a loud shout entered Li Yan's ears.
"You junior, still daring to show off here! Die!"
"A late-stage Golden Core Demon Lord!" Li Yan's powerful Divine Sense immediately gave a judgment. Even with Li Yan's current physical body, he would probably have broken bones and torn tendons if he took this blow.
But he would not be turned into a mist of blood like other Foundation Establishment cultivators.
But there was no panic on Li Yan's face. Just as the surging force slammed into Li Yan, a similar force rolled in from behind him, instantly colliding with that surging force.
A visible golden vortex of airflow appeared in front of Li Yan where the two forces collided. The airflow vortex just spun once, and it twisted and deformed the surrounding world, making everything in Li Yan's eyes seem so illusory and unreal.
Then with a light "pu," Li Yan felt his body loosen, and he had regained his freedom. The golden airflow vortex had also disappeared without a trace.
Wei Zhongran's voice also came again, "I said, this is not a place for you to show off your might!"
Li Yan seemed to have expected this. His posture of bending his knees and sinking his elbows did not change. Even the expression on his face remained the same, as if he did not know that someone was attacking him.
In his rapid descent, Li Yan suddenly arrived at the mountainside below. There, within a hundred-zhang radius, three Demonic Cultivators were churning with demonic qi, layers of gray impurities being squeezed out from the surface of their bodies bit by bit.
In an instant, Li Yan was above the head of a Demonic Cultivator . He still struck down with his elbow.
"You don't need to go through so much trouble to heal. I'll send you back to the Demon Realm right now!"
This Demonic Cultivator was at a critical juncture in dispelling the poison when he suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he had already sensed the arrival of death.
With the help of medicinal pills, he had already forced out about half of the poison in his body, but the Spirit Power in his body was still not circulating smoothly, and he had also consumed more than half of his demonic qi in order to quickly force out the potent poison.
Sensing the killing intent piercing his body from above his head, a crazed look flashed in this Demonic Cultivator's eyes. With a great shout, he desperately circulated all the demonic qi in his body, and his hands also pushed hard on the ground, attempting to dodge.
However, he was fast, but Li Yan was faster. With a "peng!", the great shout suddenly turned into a miserable scream. Li Yan's elbow tip had solidly hit the crown of the opponent's head, as if smashing a piece of rotten wood. The Demonic Cultivator's body began to shatter inch by inch along with Li Yan's elbow tip. What followed were flying bone fragments and streaks of blood arrows.
This series of actions by Li Yan was as fast as lightning. Before any of the cultivators on either side could react, he had not only wanted to kill the unpoisoned Demonic Cultivator , but his target still had not spared the already poisoned Demonic Cultivator .
"You, deserve to die!"
"Human cultivator, truly sinister!"
"Hahaha, worthy of being Fellow Daoist Wei's disciple, you show no mercy when you strike. I like it!"
"Kid, you're to my liking. Decisive in killing. Good, good, good..."
In an instant, various voices had arrived above Li Yan's head. With a series of "peng peng peng..." explosions, various attacks constantly rang out above Li Yan's head or a few zhang to his side.
Li Yan's move was like lighting a pot of boiling oil. In the high sky, the Golden Core cultivators and Demon Lords instantly clashed fiercely because of him. Until this moment, Gong Yuantai and the others a few li away were still somewhat dazed, many with their mouths agape.
Li Yan was like he had not heard anything around him. After succeeding in one blow, he did not pause in the slightest. His figure turned and shot to the other side. And over here, Wu Lu, whose arms were powerless, had just gotten up from the ground.
The other two poisoned Demonic Cultivators who were sitting cross-legged on the other side knew that something was wrong. They suppressed the suffocating and uncomfortable feeling in their bodies. One let out a great shout, the other took a deep breath, and both had already soared into the air, flying in two different directions.
Not to mention being so close to Li Yan now, even if they were further away, how could their speed compare to Li Yan's, and the two Demonic Cultivators were also heavily poisoned.
Although it was two directions, Li Yan's figure was already so fast that there was no afterimage. In just three breaths, two more miserable screams rang out, and the corpses of two Demonic Cultivators had already crashed to the ground with two "thuds."
One Demonic Cultivator's corpse had a large hole in its chest, the internal organs inside had become a mess of pulp.
The other Demonic Cultivator was left with only a bloody and mangled lower half of his body. The upper half, when Li Yan caught up from behind, swung his arm like a martial artist's cleaving fist, and fiercely smashed it on his back, had already turned into a rain of blood that filled the sky.
This scene made the Demon Lords' eyes want to split. A junior was actually killing their disciples wantonly in front of them, without any scruples.
"Kill him, kill him!"
"Don't kill him immediately! Capture him alive and bring him back! Let him know what it means to beg for life but be unable to get it, to beg for death but be unable to find it!"
"Use his soul to make a lamp wick, to be refined alive day and night..."
For a time, the angry shouts of the Demon Lords echoed even louder through the heavens and the earth. And Wei Zhongran's voice was also filled with disdain, "I'd like to see who can get close to him!"
At this moment, Wei Zhongran's figure had appeared in the air above Li Yan's head. As he spoke, he had already engaged a Golden Core Demonic Cultivator . In just one exchange, he had actually sent that mid-stage Golden Core Demonic Cultivator flying backward, a terrifying sight.
The master and disciple, for a time, appeared exceptionally fierce.
Below, Li Yan didn't even raise his eyes to look. He completely ignored the gazes from all around that wanted to eat him alive and skin him alive. He stomped heavily on the void.
As if stepping on solid ground, the sole of his boot and the void actually emitted a "thud!" explosion. Li Yan's figure, like a demon, had appeared in front of Wu Lu, who had been sent flying by him just now, his arms now hanging powerlessly.
Wu Lu, who was hastily retreating, did not expect the other party to be so vicious and wicked. After killing several people, he was still coming after him. In his terrified eyes, Li Yan did not make any fancy moves. He raised his leg and kicked out horizontally.
However, at this time, the five Demonic Cultivators who had been guarding the other poisoned Demonic Cultivators below had long since reacted. All of them were filled with soaring killing intent, and one after another, arts and magical treasures were also shot towards Li Yan.
If Li Yan insisted on killing this Demonic Cultivator , then he would also be attacked from several sides and suffer a series of heavy blows.
Under the simultaneous bombardment of so many arts and magical treasures, no one who knew Li Yan's true cultivation thought that Li Yan could still resist. At that time, it would be good if he could even keep his corpse intact.
So he could only dodge. Before the attacks reached him, he had to rely on that strange movement skill to quickly dodge.
The five Demonic Cultivators at this moment also saw that Li Yan's skills were indeed very strong, not at all like the dying struggle he had shown when they had surrounded him before.
But for the other party to act so wantonly after a group of their Golden Core Demonic Cultivators had arrived, this was adding boundless contempt to their blatant humiliation.
They only left the three demonic beasts to block Li Yan from the outside. The five of them all charged forward, no longer caring about the so-called bullying the few with numbers, and attacked Li Yan with all their might.
From the appearance of the group of Demon Lords , to the arrival of the Windy Cool Mountain Golden Cores , to Li Yan continuously killing three Demonic Cultivators under the watch of more than a dozen of the other party's Demon Lords , less than seven breaths had passed in total, and Li Yan had only used less than four breaths.
Everything was too unexpected for everyone. Normally, a reaction time of one breath was too slow for a cultivator.
A few li away, Gong Yuantai and the others were dumbfounded, completely unable to believe what they were seeing.
"What... what kind of movement skill is that? I've never heard of it, never heard of it..." Gong Yuantai muttered to himself subconsciously.
On the side, Tantai Dongyue also shook her head with a strange look on her face, as if in answer to Gong Yuantai's subconscious question.
"What poison did Fellow Daoist Li use? How can it be so tyrannical? Even a Body Cultivator is so weak. The poisoned Demonic Cultivators are like they're made of paper and clay, killed in one blow!"
A conscripted cultivator, holding a long sword, asked a Malevolent Spirit Sect cultivator beside him in confusion.
The Malevolent Spirit Sect cultivator just shook his head woodenly. He was also comparing all the pill formulas, poisonous insects, and poisons he could think of in his mind. There were only a few that were similar, but they definitely couldn't have such power.
Those were members of the Demon Clan, who were born to be powerful Body Cultivators .
At the same time, he was thinking in his heart, "If Junior Brother Li had used this poison in the poison duel a few days ago, then how many people would have been able to resist it?"