Urban Wolf King

Everyone was stunned to see the sixteen Demon Venerables flying out of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

You must know, the Li Clan is the largest clan under the heavens, with only 25 Demon Venerables. After Wang Yan killed seven, now only 18 remain.

And yet, the Demon Wolf King summoned sixteen Demon Venerables at once.

Among these sixteen Demon Venerables, there were even some familiar faces.

Like Venerable Ghost Valley, Venerable Fuqing, and others, and indeed, the Seventh Grand General Li Ai, who was killed by Wang Yan a few days ago, was also among them.

Seeing this, everyone was immediately astonished.

Aren't these Demon Venerables all dead? How have they come back to life?

However, upon closer inspection, the 16 Demon Venerables of the Li Clan immediately froze in place in fear.

Because now they could see clearly, these sixteen Demon Venerables in front of them were not living beings, but Soldier Terracotta Warriors.

"Did the Demon Wolf King turn the dead into Soldier Puppets?"

Moreover, these sixteen Venerable Tier Soldier Puppets looked so lifelike that without close inspection, they were indistinguishable from real people.

For a moment, these sixteen Demon Venerables were both shocked and scared, retreating continuously.

At this moment, Li Si was shouting, "Demon Wolf King, look at my fist!" as he rushed towards Wang Yan.

However, by the time he reached Wang Yan, it was nothing like he imagined, where the Demon Venerables would group up to fight Wang Yan, allowing him to take advantage.

He was the only one charging towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's eyes were cold, staring at him all the while.

Even though Li Si's fists were already raised and could reach Wang Yan if he dropped them, Li Si dared not bring them down. His fists stopped, suspended in mid-air.

Under Wang Yan's icy gaze, Li Si was scared to his core, trying hard to smile, but the smile was uglier than a cry: "Demon Wolf King, I just wanted to show you whether my fist suits cultivation materials!"

Even before Wang Yan had any reaction, Li Si clutched his stomach, screamed in pain, then was knocked dramatically backwards, rolling far away.

As he rolled, Li Si kept shouting, "Demon Wolf King, you're so fast, I didn't even see how you attacked."

Saying this, Li Si lay on the ground, rolling back and forth in agony.

Seeing this, the sixteen Demon Venerables were even more terrified.

Because indeed, no one saw how Wang Yan knocked Li Si flying.

Not to mention, looking at Li Si's painful state, the strike was overwhelmingly powerful.

In fact, as Li Si rolled, he was secretly glad: Fortunately, I pretended to be knocked away myself; otherwise, if it really were the Demon Wolf King's move, who knows how severely I'd be injured.

It turned out that when Li Si flew backwards, he was pretending all along, no wonder no one saw Wang Yan attack, Wang Yan really hadn't moved.

With Li Si flying back, the other sixteen Demon Venerables retreated further, leaving only Li Ji standing in front of Wang Yan.

Li Ji never expected that even after bringing all of the Li Clan's power, at the crucial moment, he was still alone.

Li Ji also wished he could be like Li Si, make some jokes and escape Wang Yan's attack.

However, the authority he had amassed over the years made it impossible for Li Ji to do what Li Si did. At that moment, Li Ji could only grit his teeth and say to Wang Yan, "Demon Wolf King, don't push me too far, I haven't shown all my ultimate moves yet."

However, as if Wang Yan hadn't heard Li Ji's words, he continued moving forward step by step.

As he walked, Wang Yan said, "I ask you, if I kill you, will Li Si appear?"

Li Ji gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'll show you what it means to push too far, see my Soul Skill—Illusory Miao Fist."

With Li Ji's shout, thousands of golden lights immediately appeared in his palm, blasting towards Wang Yan.

However, just as the golden lights left Li Ji's palm, Wang Yan raised his right fist, smashing into the golden lights.

The myriad golden lights were instantly shattered by Wang Yan, vanishing in an instant.

Wang Yan's fist broke through the golden lights, directly hitting Li Ji.

With a "boom," Li Ji was once again knocked flying, this time rolling into the army behind him like a ball.

But this time, Li Ji was alone, not with Li Si as before.

At the side, Li Si secretly celebrated that he wasn't foolish enough to be with Li Ji this time.

At that moment, Li Ji yelled more desperately, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain.

After knocking down hundreds of disciples, Li Ji finally stopped.

This time, he was more injured than the last.

He hurriedly raised a hand, grabbing a handful of pills, stuffing them into his mouth, then leaped up, shouting, "Demon Wolf King, I'll fight you to the end."

Saying this, Li Ji raised his right hand, and suddenly a bronze-colored magical treasure appeared, small at the top, large at the bottom, like a furnace.

Li Ji swung this furnace-shaped treasure, and clusters of flames flew out, landing around Wang Yan.

The flames instantly soared, enveloping Wang Yan within.

Seeing Wang Yan caught in the flames without reacting, Li Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Hahaha, Demon Wolf King, let my Hidden Tiger Cold Flame burn you to death."

But as soon as Li Ji finished speaking, footsteps were heard approaching more and more.

Then, the flames naturally parted, as Wang Yan strode out of the fire.

Though surrounded by blazing flames, they didn't touch Wang Yan at all. In fact, his white robe appeared even whiter within the flames.

Li Ji was shocked and hastily shook the treasure in his hand, continuously spurting flames at Wang Yan.

However, no matter how fierce the flames were, once they landed on Wang Yan, they would immediately extinguish, unable to touch him.

Seeing this, Li Ji was dumbfounded.

His Hidden Tiger Cold Flame was the most domineering flame under the heavens, always invincible.

But ever since Li Ji became a Demon Venerable of Great Perfection, he hadn't faced an opponent worthy of using this treasure.

However, even after taking out this treasure today, it had no effect.

While Li Ji was stunned, Wang Yan had already walked up to him, swinging his right fist to punch him again.

Li Ji reflexively raised the treasure to block, only to hear a "crack" as Wang Yan's fist pierced through it, striking Li Ji's face.

Li Ji's body was once again sent flying.

But this time, behind Li Ji was a completely empty area, with no disciples to be seen.

It turned out that the disciples had long been terrified, hiding far away.

Li Ji rolled several hundred meters on the empty ground before stopping, unable to support himself, kneeling and spitting blood.

Wang Yan's expression remained as calm as ever, continuing to walk step by step towards Li Ji.

Kneeling, Li Ji forced himself to stop spitting blood, waved a hand, and said, "What do you want?"

Wang Yan coldly said, "I already asked my question, if you die, will Li Si come to save you."

Hearing this, a pale-faced, blood-stained Li Ji started laughing madly: "Alright, Demon Wolf King, you asked for it. In that case, let me show you the power of our family's ancestor, the Demigod."

With that, Li Ji howled to the sky: "I call upon the Patriarch!"

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