Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

The leading sturdy man froze when he heard such words, and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it.

He came back to his senses and said fiercely: "Do you think it's great to kill a few of us? Huang Daxian knows the 'immortal method', which is not something you, a mere mortal, can deal with."

"You have provoked us today, which is equivalent to slapping the face of 'Huang Daxian'. He will not forgive you. If you know what's good for you, it's not too late to beg for mercy now!!"

"Ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his fingers.

The sturdy scoundrel looked down and found that his left hand had disappeared without a trace, and was completely cut off by a sharp aura.

Thick blood plasma continued to spurt out of the wound and fell to the ground.

Shen Qing said calmly: "You are not the only one who knows where the demon lives. If you say another word, you should go and accompany your brothers."

As he spoke, he revealed a murderous aura.

He is a martial artist in the Bone Refining Realm, and his muscles and bones are very strong.

Even so, one hand was chopped off in an instant.

At this moment, the strong man felt that the hair on his body was almost standing up.

The young man in front of him was too scary.

The severe pain made him sweat continuously, and he grimaced, but he dared not make any sound.

"Don't want to?" Shen Qing opened his lips and smiled grimly: "In this case..."

"I'll take you there, I'll take you there. Don't kill me!" The strong man's face changed drastically, and he begged for mercy in a hurry: "'Huang Daxian' found a few friends today and held a Hundred Infants Banquet in a valley not far away."

Hearing this, Shen Qing's face sank: "Lead the way!"

He grabbed the strong man's collar directly, turned into a rainbow light and soared into the sky, flying towards the south.

The many villagers of Shangao Village who were watching saw this scene, and they were all scared out of their wits.

"God, he is really a god!"

They did not expect Shen Qing to be so extraordinary, which shocked them.

The head of the village said with a serious face: "No, he is not a god, but a martial artist!"

He muttered to himself: "No wonder he can come to us from Kyoto thousands of miles away. I thought he was bragging, but now it seems that what he said is true."

The head of the village is knowledgeable and has heard that some of the top martial artists in the world come and go like the wind, just like immortals.

The young master of the Shen family in front of him might belong to this category.

His throat was dry, and he realized that they seemed to have met some extraordinary people.

In the valley, the wind was whistling and the sun was high.

A group of demons sat around a campfire, with a huge copper tripod in the middle. The tripod was steaming and exuded a disgusting stench.

A big black bear sitting around the cauldron, with its legs crossed, like an old monk sitting still, said leisurely: "Brother Huang, I didn't expect that you could collect so many babies in this mountain valley, it's amazing."

"Haha, the human race has never been honest. Just be a little bit cruel to them and make them afraid. Then whatever you want, they will find a way to satisfy you. Your hard-to-eat method is too much, and Brother Dog is too soft." Next to the big black bear, a weasel who is as tall as a man said seriously.

"Brother Huang still has a way to control people."

"Don't joke, the banquet will be ready soon, you must taste my cooking skills later."

The weasel demon was proudly showing the "delicacies" in the cauldron to the demons.

Its sharp-nosed face was full of excitement, and he laughed: "Hahaha, brothers, the flesh and blood of these babies will definitely make our cultivation go further!"

The demons echoed one after another, and the valley was filled with creepy laughter.

At this moment, the sky suddenly cracked open, and a rainbow light streaked across like a meteor, landing steadily in front of them.

The rainbow light dissipated, revealing a tall figure, it was Shen Qing.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and he saw the tragic situation in the bronze tripod at a glance, and his face instantly became extremely cold.

The rascal he was leading saw the weasel and other monsters, and hurriedly shouted: "Sir, he killed our brothers..."

Puff!

The strong rascal's voice stopped before he finished speaking.

The weasel monster was stunned, and then shouted angrily: "Who are you? You actually killed my people! Are you tired of living?"

In its view, those rascals were no different from rations, but in the end they were its things.

Shen Qing killed this rascal in front of it, which was simply a naked provocation.

"Who am I? Kill your people."

Shen Qing said calmly and straight to the point.

He raised his right hand, pinched his hands, and a golden spiritual power seal condensed in his palm.

Shen Qing flashed and appeared next to a demon in an instant. He raised his hand and smashed the demon's head to pieces.

"Bold!"

The demons present were furious, and they all used their magic weapons and magic to attack Shen Qing.

The weasel demon roared, turned into a yellow light, and rushed straight to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing snorted coldly, not caring at all.

In his eyes, the siege of these demons looked like children playing, without any threat.

"Bang bang bang!"

Shen Qing's fist was like thunder.

One after another, golden seals were constantly falling.

The Eight Desolate Dao Destruction Seal was fully activated.

Each golden seal contained terrible power.

Rumble.

Under his attack, many demons fell down like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

The bear demon wanted to resist the golden seal with his physical strength, but it was useless.

The golden seal was as heavy as a mountain. It felt like a mountain on its back.

Before it could use its demonic power, it was smashed into a pool of flesh.

The weasel demon was shocked when he saw this.

It didn't expect Shen Qing's strength to be so terrifying. It quickly picked up a yellow mace covered with spikes from the ground.

"Kill him!"

The weasel demon roared, swung the mace tightly, and smashed it towards Shen Qing.

This mace was made of the fine iron of the human race. It was extremely heavy and any mortal body could hardly resist it.

It used this to gain a great reputation.

After he took action, other demons also roared and rushed towards Shen Qing.

Shen Qing snorted coldly.

The spiritual power in his body surged, and vortex phantoms appeared on his body.

He walked forward step by step, suppressing and attacking with the strength of his body.

Under Shen Qing's fist, those demons were as fragile as porcelain, shattered at the touch.

In just a moment, most of the demons were killed or injured, and the remaining few were frightened and retreated again and again, not daring to move forward.

Seeing this, the weasel demon realized that he had encountered a tough guy today, and a trace of fear and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that if he could not take down Shen Qing today, these demons would die without a burial place.

"Brothers, don't be afraid of him! We are many in number, and we will definitely kill him together!"

The weasel demon roared loudly.

The remaining demons looked at each other, burst out with some beastly nature, and rushed towards Shen Qing.

"Kill!"