Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The fifth-tier undeads couldnât believe it. This Demon King Ye Li had really come alone. Where was his Apocalypse Legion?
Where were the Fist-God Zombie and the Ice Zombie?
These days, they had heard a lot about the Apocalypse Legion.
Ah Da, the Fist-God Zombie, could punch a hole in the sky, and Hongye, the
Ice Zombie, was covered in cold air that could even seal the sea.
Of course, they wouldnât believe it.
âDemon King Ye Li, how dare you come? Just for a few women? Is it worth it?â A fifth-tier undead looked at Ye Li in disdain.
Ye Li didnât speak. He took out the Dragon-slaying Blade from the system space.
A five-clawed blood dragon hovered in the air, accompanied by dragon and broadsword cries.
âDragon-slaying Blade!â
The eyes of these fifth-tier undeads couldnât help but glow. They thought that the Dragon-slaying Blade was too terrifying. Just looking at it made them scared.
âDemon King Ye Li, you made the right choice. Now hand over the Dragon-slaying Blade,â a fifth-tier undead said with a smile.
Swish!
A cold glint appeared first, followed by a slash like a dragon!
Several fifth-tier undeads died instantly, without even leaving their corpses.
Ye Li slowly walked into the territory of the Undead Race!
In an instant, countless undeads surrounded him.
Swish!
A cold light thousands of meters long appeared, and hundreds of undead creatures were instantly melted.
âDemon King Ye Li, why are you so angry?â
A voice entered Ye Liâs ears.
Then, the phantom of the Dark Race member that appeared in the Cloud Peak Academy appeared in front of Ye Li.
Ye Li looked at the undead in front of him, a Tier 1 Master-level member of the Dark Race.
In addition, there were a few tenth-tier undead creatures.
âDemon King Ye Li, hand over the Dragon-slaying Blade!â
A tenth-tier undead sneered at Ye Li.
Swish!
With one slash, the life of this tenth-tier undead would disappear from this world forever.
âDemon King Ye Li, how dare you!â
The Tier 1 Master-level undead widened his eyes. Now that the Demon King Ye
Liâs woman was in their hands, could it beâ¦
Did the Demon King Ye Li not care at all?
Thinking of this, the Tier 1 Master-level Dark Race member panicked.
âDemon King Ye Li, arenât you afraid that your woman will die in front of you?â
Ye Li smiled faintly. âDo you ants deserve to talk to me?â
As soon as he said so, Ye Liâs Dragon-slaying Blade had already reached the neck of the Tier 1 Master-level undead.
âLet them go, or youâll die!â
There was no expression on Ye Liâs face, as if he were a peerless ferocious god from the Inferno.
The Tier 1 Master-level undeadâs eyes widened. Before he could react, the Dragon-slaying Blade was pressed against his neck.
âHehe, Demon King Ye Li, do you really think Iâm afraid?â
The Tier 1 Master-level undead calmed down and said coldly to Ye Li.
âYou can try!â Ye Liâs face was terrifyingly cold.
For some reason, looking at the expression on Ye Liâs face, the Tier 1
Master-level undead felt his entire body tremble involuntarily.
The undead creatures even held their breath.
Silence, a deadly silence.
The Tier 1 Master-level undead knew that Ye Li was definitely not bluffing.
âBring them up!â the Tier 1 Master-level undead said coldly.
Soon, the four women and their teacher, Lu Yu, appeared in front of Ye Li.
âDemon King, how about we make a deal? You hand over the Dragon-slaying
Blade to me, and 1 will release your women..â