Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 24 Annihilating a Golden Core Stage Expert

Chapter Twenty-Four: Annihilating a Golden Core Stage Expert

Of the four opponents, Lu Mingjiang and Liang Yongqing had the highest cultivation levels. However, Liang Yongqing was seriously injured after being pierced through the chest by Zhuo Yang's sword, greatly reducing his strength. The remaining two, Zhang Zhenxiong and Zhao Kun, were both at the Heartbeat stage, roughly on par with Cui Yi and Chen Guo.

Zhuo Yang considered for a moment and then said loudly, "I have a question, and I wonder if you gentlemen can answer it?"

"Spit it out! I can't wait to extract your soul and fry it in oil!" Liang Yongqing's face grew increasingly hateful, and his cheeks trembled.

Zhuo Yang, however, remained calm and said nonchalantly, "Given the concentration of primordial energy on Blue Star, how could you, at your age of forty, possibly form a Golden Core?"

"That's because we're talented and hardworking!" Liang Yongqing's eyes turned red with anger.

"No, no." Zhuo Yang shook his head. "Even if the energy fluctuations three months ago greatly increased the concentration of energy on Blue Star, it wouldn't have been possible for a cultivator in the Heartbeat stage to easily form a Golden Core."

A thought struck him, and Zhuo Yang said, "So that's how it is. You possess magical treasures or... elixirs that can enhance your cultivation!"

"Hmph!" Liang Yongqing sneered dismissively. "Zhuo Yang, you're young but your cultivation isn't bad. Do you also have something to improve your cultivation?"

Zhuo Yang said calmly, "Why should I tell you?"

"Then why should we tell you?" Liang Yongqing cursed. "Don't you dare look down on us. Everyone's cultivation aptitude is different. Don't think that just because you have good aptitude, you can be arrogant in front of us seniors!"

"Enough with the nonsense, let's capture him first." Lu Mingjiang, with his dark complexion, snorted heavily. "I'm quite curious about the martial arts this kid practices; it looks pretty powerful. Once we capture him, we must interrogate him to find out his techniques!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

The other three responded in unison, revealing that Lu Mingjiang was actually their senior.

Cui Yi and Chen Guo immediately prepared to fight, their true energy rapidly circulating in their meridians, ready to unleash their ultimate moves.

Zhuo Yang smirked, then suddenly leaped at Liang Yongqing, brandishing his sword as if to pierce the barrier of space and time.

The sword technique was created by Zhuo Yang when he was a demon lord. The sword moves are extremely simple, and each move is a basic sword technique. The great way is simple. When the sword technique is mastered to the extreme, its power is infinite.

Liang Yongqing was already terrified and hurriedly dodged.

Upon seeing this, Lu Mingjiang immediately took a deep breath and unleashed a burst of crimson true fire. The fireball instantly swelled to the size of a water vat and struck Zhuo Yang fiercely.

With a flick of his longsword, a burst of sword light appeared, slicing the enormous fireball to pieces before it exploded in all directions.

Zhuo Yang turned and left, using the Swift Cloud Step to quickly leap into the air.

"You little thief, don't run!"

Lu Mingjiang also used his movement technique to leap into the air and chase after Zhuo Yang.

"Heh." Zhuo Yang chuckled, turned around in mid-air, and struck out with his palm.

In an instant, a bolt of lightning shot out from his palm, heading straight for...

Liang Yongqing atop the sand dunes!

At this moment, Cui Yi and Chen Guo each found their opponents, two against two, the two sides were evenly matched, and Liang Yongqing planned to launch a sneak attack from the top of the sand dune.

Suddenly, lightning struck, and before he could react, he was hit directly on the head.

"what……"

A scream rang out as Liang Yongqing was struck by lightning, his skin torn open, his clothes burned away by the lightning, and his whole body charred black.

However, he was a master of the Golden Core stage after all, and a single bolt of heavenly lightning couldn't kill him; it only severely injured him.

Including the previous sword piercing his chest, he was severely injured twice. The pain and anger caused him to erupt.

"Zhuo Yang, you little thief, I'll fight you to the death!"

Liang Yongqing screamed and, despite the damage to his golden core, forcibly circulated his true essence to chase after Zhuo Yang in the air.

Two experts at the Golden Core stage came chasing after him, and Zhuo Yang turned and left.

The three figures, spaced only a dozen meters apart, quickly landed on the open ground beneath the sand dunes. The area was already littered with desiccated corpses, and the three were instantly surrounded upon landing.

Zhuo Yang moved with agility, completely ignoring the attacks of the mummified corpses. He dodged left and right, slipping like an eel, and in the blink of an eye, he darted into the depths of the mummified corpse horde.

Lu Mingjiang and Liang Yongqing didn't have such agile movements, so they could only fight head-on. However, their cultivation was superb, and the group of mummies had no chance to resist them.

It was as if two heavy bulldozers were speeding through the fields, smashing countless mummies into the air...

"You little thief, come and fight me if you dare!"

Liang Yongqing hated Zhuo Yang to the extreme. He grabbed a dried corpse and used it as a weapon, constantly sweeping away the surrounding dried corpses as he swung it.

One mummified corpse shattered, and he grabbed another, continuing to use it as a weapon to sweep across the battlefield.

"Junior brother, be careful!"

Lu Mingjiang suddenly roared and unleashed his flying knife, which transformed into a streak of black light and attacked Liang Yongqing.

The trust of his fellow apprentices over the years made Liang Yongqing lower his head without hesitation.

A dark light flew over his head, followed by a soft thud.

Before Liang Yongqing could even look up, he heard a deafening roar from behind him.

The corpse general had already arrived, crouching low and blending into the horde of corpses, intending to launch a sneak attack. Now, struck in the abdomen by a flying knife, it flew into a rage, wielding its massive, door-like saber, and in a sweeping motion, aimed for Liang Yongqing's waist…

The corpse general flew into a rage, and the other corpses retreated, scattering into a circle more than twenty meters wide.

Liang Yongqing was badly injured and could only roll on the ground to narrowly dodge the attack, but he could not escape the attack range of the Corpse General. He was in grave danger for a moment.

Lu Mingjiang wanted to go to the rescue, but suddenly there was a whooshing sound behind him, which startled him so much that he rolled on the spot.

"Hey, so your specialty is donkey rolling!" Zhuo Yang walked over slowly, sword in hand, shaking his head and sighing.

Lu Mingjiang was so angry he almost exploded on the spot. He turned around and waved his hand, and a dark light flew from a distance, heading straight for Zhuo Yang's face.

Zhuo Yang swung his sword, and with a clang, the dark light was struck into the air and split in two.

Lu Mingjiang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

That throwing knife was forged with his blood and sweat; when it was destroyed, he was also severely injured.

"What is your sword made of?" Lu Mingjiang stared incredulously.

Zhuo Yang held the Dragon Pattern Sword horizontally in front of his chest, flicked his finger, and produced a clear and melodious dragon roar: "It's alright to tell you, this sword is called the Dragon Pattern Ring Hand Sword, which I personally forged using Cold Spring Refined Iron."

"You're talking nonsense!" Liang Yongqing roared through gritted teeth. "How old are you? How high can your cultivation be? What makes you think you can forge weapons yourself?"

"Ignorant fool." Zhuo Yang looked at him with disdain. "To make you give up, look at this!"

He held two throwing knives between his fingers.

Lu Mingjiang's expression changed drastically. "You actually refined the Seven Star Flying Knife of my Seven Star Sect?"

“That’s right!” Zhuo Yang smiled slightly, waved his hand, and two throwing knives shot into the air with a whoosh and disappeared instantly.

Lu Mingjiang was startled and, without thinking, used the "Lazy Donkey Roll" move.

Although being lazy and rolling around is not something to be proud of, it can be a lifesaver in a critical moment!

Two streaks of dark light, crackling with electricity, descended from the sky. With two sharp sounds, two pools of blood were left on the sand.

Lu Mingjiang rolled on the sand, his eyes staring at the sky, his empty gaze searching.

Do you submit?

Zhuo Yang walked up to Lu Mingjiang and came into his field of vision.

"Why...the Seven Star Flying Knife...isn't this powerful..." Lu Mingjiang didn't finish his sentence before spitting out another mouthful of blood. There were two fist-sized bloody holes, one in his chest near his heart and the other in his lower abdomen near his dantian.

"I have reforged them and named them the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives!" Zhuo Yang replied indifferently.