Chapter 901: Smart Ancestor! Little Rakshasa! (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

This palm strike was fast, ruthless, and unexpected. The Rakshasa King tasted the outcome of underestimating his enemy almost effortlessly. He was sent flying, and his tall and muscular body drew a beautiful and rapid arc in midair. Everyone who witnessed this scene widened their eyes.

What should they say?

The Rakshasa King was ambushed? Wasn’t this operation too awesome?

“This… this is too cunning…” Qing Yan couldn’t bear to look at him. So he was rubbing the Rakshasa King’s intelligence against the ground.

“What do you know? This is called ‘all’s fair in war’!” Shadow Six said proudly. Young Master was always right, everything he did was right!

Qing Yan rolled his eyes and thought of something. He stared at the high and mighty Sikong Ye and said, “Speaking of which, Ancestor has broken through to the ninth level, right? He can deal with the Rakshasa King, right?”

Cultivating the Longevity Technique to the ninth level was not much different from the Rakshasa King in terms of cultivation realm. However, there would be a difference in strength between the good and evil.

The Rakshasa King had cultivated an evil technique that had forcefully refined him into an evil entity that was neither human nor ghost. In the same realm, the evil entity was much stronger than an expert. However, this strength did not come without a price. After the battle, the backlash that the evil entity suffered would be much more terrifying than an expert. In other words, when both of them had exhausted their internal energy, Sikong Ye could still rely on his moves to counterattack the Rakshasa King, but the Rakshasa King could almost not resist.

This was firstly, and secondly, it would be even more difficult for the Rakshasa King to increase his cultivation realm than Sikong Ye in the future.

Of course, the first and second were all for later. No expert of the same realm could last until the end with the evil being because they would often be killed by the evil being before that.

Today was destined to be an accident. Because a certain Rakshasa King had underestimated his enemy, he was injured by Sikong Ye. In that case, the Rakshasa King’s innate advantage in cultivation techniques was gone. The two of them were basically even in terms of strength. Next, it would depend on whether the Rakshasa King killed Sikong Ye in a hurry to cut the Gordian knot, or if Sikong Ye relied on his ability to exhaust the Rakshasa King.

Another wave of high-level Asuras from the Sang family surged over. Unfortunately, with Yan Jiuchao around, no one could take half a step closer to the Nether Mountain.

In a battle between experts of this realm, just the collision of internal energy was enough to destroy the entire Nether Mountain. In order to not let the Nether Mountain be affected, Sikong Ye lured the Rakshasa King to a high place and fought him fiercely.

The three little black eggs were fished into the room by Old Cui and hidden under the table.

The three of them were dishonest and scrambled to escape. Old Cui hurriedly held them down and Old Cui said with a headache, “What kind of children are these? Can’t you see the fight outside?”

“Mm, mm!” Dabao struggled to climb out.

Old Cui grabbed him with one hand. Soon, Er’bao also crawled out. Old Cui had no choice but to free his other hand to hold him down. When there was only Xiaobao left, he had no hands. “Qiu, help me!”

Grandma sneezed!

Putting aside the risk of life and death, the battle between the two peak experts was extremely exciting. Ever since the Sorcerer Clan was destroyed, the Sikong family had never produced an expert with the Level Nine Longevity Technique, let alone the Blood Rakshasa. The people of the Nether Capital had never even heard of such an evil thing, let alone seen it with their own eyes.

This was simply a visual feast!

Many people secretly swallowed their saliva, indicating that they would have no regrets if they could see it once in their lives.

“Who do you think.. will win?” Shadow Six asked softly. The two of them had already exchanged more than a hundred moves, but he still couldn’t see who had a higher chance of winning. “Isn’t the Rakshasa King of the Sang family injured? How can he still fight?”

Qing Yan sighed. “That’s an evil thing. Haven’t you heard of the saying that as virtue rises one foot, devil rises ten feet?”

Shadow Six curled his lips and said, “You make it sound like you’re from the

Central Plains. ”

Qing Yan said slowly, “I’m not from the Central Plains, but I’m more cultured than you.”

“Tsk This time, it was Shadow Six who rolled his eyes.

Shadow Thirteen decisively changed his position and stood between Shadow Six and Qing Yan.

Qing Yan glanced at Shadow Thirteen indifferently. Did he have to protect Little Six like this? Did he think he doesn’t have a good friend?

“Yue Gou!” Qing Yan raised his arm and placed it on Yue Gou’s shoulder. Yue Gou looked at Qing Yan indifferently. “I’m not used to you like this.”

Qing Yan, who was despised: ‘

Yu Wan looked at the two people fighting in midair without blinking and muttered, “Great-grandpa, you can’t lose…”

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