[Chapter 1417: Crushing the Black Crow Demon King]

The huge square of Zhan Gu Mountain was filled with demons in just three hours. It had been a long time since any demon in the Wan Yao Mountain Range had challenged the demon kings.

Yang Yiyu’s challenge was like dropping a huge rock on a pool of Sishui, which made the stagnant Wan Yao Mountain Range active.

More demons still stood up to watch the fun.

The laughing demon kings appeared one after another, either openly or secretly on the huge square of Zhan Gu Mountain.

Xiong Buer acted as a translator, and all the big and small demon kings who were well-known pointed out to Yang Yiyu.

It was also under Xiong Buer’s explanation that Yang Yiyu gained some knowledge.

The Wan Yao Mountain Range is known as the home of demons of all races, but in fact, there are less than a thousand of them left in the long river of time. One hundred and eight small demon kings and seventy-two big demon kings sound a lot, but in fact, they account for a very small proportion of the huge demon population.

There were wolves, tigers, leopards, snakes, rats, ants, insects, plants, rocks, and everything else. There were those that flew, those that ran underground, those that swam in the water, and those that lived in the soil. Often, there were more than ten demon clans under a huge clan, which was not a lot. The

demon kings who came were full of hostility towards him, intentionally or unintentionally. Before the Black Crow Demon King arrived, Yang Yiyu felt that he was swept by seventy or eighty spiritual consciousnesses.

But he didn’t care at all. Since he dared to challenge, he was afraid of offending many demon clans.

After two hours, the Black Crow Demon King finally arrived.

Yang Yiyu stood on the stage below the Qilin.

Xiong Buer said in his ear, “Brother Yang, the Black Crow Demon King is here.”

Yang Yiyu closed his eyes and opened them to see a group of black crows covering the sky and the sun. The leader was more than three meters tall. Needless to say, it was the Black Crow Demon King.

“Wow…”

The crow’s cry stopped, making people feel irritated, and it rushed straight to Yang Yiyu from the sky with a strong demonic aura.

Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes without any fluctuation on his face, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that this was a show of strength from the Black Crow Demon King, but… so what?

Judging from the momentum, the Black Crow Demon King was worse than the Green Bull. What was he afraid of a monster of this level? He

let the Black Crow Demon King fall from the sky and pounce on him.

He didn’t even blink.

He sneered in his heart that he wanted to scare the little master with just this little momentum – far from it.

The Black Crow Demon King did want to show strength to Yang Yiyun with anger. When he arrived at the War Drum Mountain, he saw the challenger under the war drum.

According to the message passed by his men, it was the owner of the Demon Medical Hall, and the little demon who didn’t give face to their Black Crow clan before.

He was really very angry in his heart. When did he, the Black Crow Demon King, be ignored by a little demon?

When he pounced with a strong demonic aura, he found that the other party’s face did not change at all.

And there was a playful smile in his eyes, which made the Black Crow Demon King stunned.

Either this little demon is ignorant of life and death, or he has something to rely on.

After thinking about it, the Black Crow Demon King thought the latter was more likely, because according to his subordinates’ reports, this little demon is the owner of the Demon Clinic, and has accumulated a high reputation in the Ten Thousand Demon City in just one year. He has the young master of the Black Bear Clan, one of the seventy-two great demons, by his side. The little demon who can let the young master of the

Black Bear Clan follow him is obviously not a fool or a madman. He dared to challenge him, the Black Crow Demon King, so he obviously has something to rely on.

So when he was three meters away from Yang Yiyun, the Black Crow Demon King held his body and turned into a thin middle-aged man with a dark face. He stared at Yang Yiyun with a gloomy face and slowly said, “Which little demon is challenging me? Tell me your name.”

Yang Yiyun knew that the Black Crow Demon King did it on purpose, but he didn’t care at all. He grinned and said, “I am Yang Yiyun from the Spirit Sheep Clan, the owner of the Yunmen Demon Clinic in Wan Yao City. Today I challenge the little demon king of the Black Crow Clan. I wonder if this black-faced king is from the Black Crow Clan…”

Yang Yiyun also listened to this. Since the Black Crow Demon King could do it on purpose, shouldn’t he be able to do it too?

In front of thousands of demons, the Black Crow Demon King was so angry that he was twitching in his heart, but he had just asked Yang Yiyun on purpose, and now Yang Yiyun’s answer in reverse seemed to be correct. He really didn’t know whether he should get angry or not.

Looking around at the demons, the Black Crow Demon King took a deep breath and held it in. He knew that he would not gain the upper hand by arguing with the little demon in front of him, but would be laughed at by the other demon kings. He said coldly: “I am the Black Crow Demon King

, the one you, the little demon, are challenging?” Yang Yiyu pretended to be surprised and said: “Oh… so you are the king of the Black Crow clan. Your face is so dark that I almost didn’t recognize you. My excuses, but since you are here, let’s start. I know the rules. If I win, you and the Black Crow clan will submit to me.”

“You… are so arrogant and bold.” The Black Crow Demon King was deceived by Yang Yiyu. The way Yang Yiyu spoke had an expression that said, “Don’t waste time, I’m in a hurry.” What’s more, the hateful thing is that the little demon only said winning, and didn’t say what would happen if he lost. It was as if he didn’t take the Black Crow Demon King seriously at all, which really infuriated the demon.

Yang Yiyu did it on purpose, because the Black Crow King wanted to show off his power right from the start, so he used the Murong family’s unique skills, to fight back, to anger him to death, and it would be best to cheat, so that he could find an opportunity to find a flaw and crush the Black Crow Demon King with one blow.

“Hehe, little demon, I’m always bold.” Yang said with a smile.

The demons watching around couldn’t help laughing.

“Die…” The Black Crow Demon King was completely enraged, and he roared and pounced on Yang Yiyu.

At this moment, in the clouds of Zhan Gu Mountain, the four great demon lords, the One-eyed Dragon King, the Peacock King, the Two-headed Water Snake King, and the Blood Lion King were watching the battle in the clouds.

Seeing that the Black Crow Demon King was angered by Yang Yiyu, the four demon lords all shook their heads secretly. The Black Crow Demon King’s state of mind alone was inferior.

The one-eyed dragon, the blood lion king and the two-headed water demon king all shook their heads and commented on the Black Crow Demon King. Only the Peacock King smiled when he heard Yang Yiyu’s words.

…

“Buer, all of you go down.”

Yang Yiyu saw the Black Crow Demon King rushing over, squinting his eyes and asking Xiong Buer and Zi Huang beside him to go down.

Then the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand flashed, and suddenly he swung the sword at the Black Crow Demon King and chopped it down.

“Eight Wastelands Return to One…”

With one sword, the four black lotus sword energy stars on the Dragon Slaying Sword, four into eight, and then merged into one in an instant, and the sword was launched, bursting out with a dazzling silver sword energy that flashed away.

Yang seemed to be in the early stage of the tribulation, and he had not even passed the great heavenly tribulation, but his true strength had long surpassed the cultivators or demon cultivators of the same level.

After the internal Qi was compressed, it reached a new height… During this year, he treated monsters, but he did not fall behind in cultivation. Moreover, through a year of treating monsters, his understanding of the Divine Demon Medical Canon became more and more mature. The Divine Demon Medical Canon is also a medical way, a great way, and curing diseases and saving monsters is also a part of improving strength. He

did not hold back when he drew his sword. At first, he seemed to look down on the Black Crow Monster King, but in fact, he knew that it was not easy to become a monster king, so he was not careless.

Instead, the Black Crow Monster King was angered by him.

This made him more confident.

After the sword was chopped out, the dark green light flashed in his left hand, and the Wanling Staff appeared, and he activated it without hesitation.

The Wanling Formation of the Wanling Holy Land is specially used to control monsters. At this moment, Yang Yiyu held it in his hand to deal with monster cultivators, which would only be invincible.

The Black Crow King was angered by Yang Yiyu and did not think much. He slapped him with a palm, and his palm turned into his crow claws, and the sharp claws went straight to Yang Yiyu.

But the next moment, the Black Crow Demon King saw a flash of cold light in Yang Yiyun’s hand, and he swung a sword at him in a familiar manner. The powerful sword energy made the Black Crow Demon King feel dangerous, but he didn’t care too much. After all, Yang Yiyun was just a little demon in his eyes, and the cultivation realm between the two was one level apart.

With a cold snort, he mobilized the demon power to gather on the black and sharp claws and went on.

“Wow…”

The two sides clashed and touched each other, but it was the Black Crow Demon King who screamed.

Blood scattered in the air, and at the same time, a black claw fell to the ground.

It was one of the claws of the Black Crow Demon King that was cut to the ground by Yang Yiyun’s sword.

In the scream, the Black Crow King knew that he was careless. He didn’t expect that the power of Yang Yiyun’s sword was so powerful that it exceeded his imagination. At this time, the Black Crow Demon King’s face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but then a series of bells that shocked the demon soul rang.

“Ding Ding Ding…”

One sound was better than another, and each sound confused his demon soul a little bit. He only felt the Tianxuan floor tiles, and knew that it was not good.

He wanted to run but was swept by a dark green light. The Black Crow Demon King felt a strong force attacking him.

“Boom…”

The next moment, the ding sound stopped, the dark green light dissipated, and his consciousness became clear.

But the faint voice of the little demon sounded in his ears: “Black Crow Demon King, little demon king, you… lost.”

At this moment, the Black Crow Demon King realized that the sword in the little demon’s hand was on his neck, and what made him spit blood was a foot on him.

The whole audience was in an uproar. Many monsters didn’t see what was going on. The Black Witch Lich King was completely crushed by Yang Yiyu.

(End of this chapter)