The bullets fired by the warriors of the Demon Corps instantly transformed into countless tongues of fire, relentlessly besieging the three white men of the Blood Cross.

However, in the next second, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The three white men, their silhouettes flickering, dodged the bullets at a remarkably tricky angle.

That wasn't all; they kept advancing towards the Demon Corps warriors without any pause.

In almost the blink of an eye, the three had infiltrated the ranks of the Demon Corps.

These three were undoubtedly top-notch experts from the Blood Cross. Once they neared the Demon Corps warriors, they unleashed their most powerful killing moves without mercy.

In just a few fleeting moments, most of the Demon Corps warriors had fallen.

"How is this possible!"

Everyone under the Demon Corps and Cui Ping's squad was shocked; they never expected these three people to be so formidable, especially the leader among them, who could almost be described as monstrous.

Before long, the gunfire had mostly stopped. Unknown numbers lay scattered outside the manor, unable to rise anytime soon.

As for the remaining soldiers, they might still be able to move, but sadly, they were all captured.

Seeing the situation outside, Song Sisi despaired. These three were too monstrous. She had seen such methods before with Ye Qiu, but where was Ye Qiu now? Would he still appear like a knight in shining armor at her darkest moment?

Song Sisi didn't know if Ye Qiu would appear, but she was certain of one thing—she would never submit to Liang Yun. If Liang Yun tried to use forceful measures, Song Sisi would resolutely choose suicide.

The three from the Blood Cross saw the grief and unwillingness on the faces of the Demon Corps warriors, which only made them more gleeful and arrogant.

"Perhaps your skills aren't bad, but it's still too weak. Want to deal with us? Unless the Demon King himself intervenes," said the leading white man with deep disdain on his face.

"Just you, think our king should act? Bah!"

The Demon Corps was initially fearful of this white man, but upon hearing his disrespect towards Ye Qiu, their fear vanished, replaced by endless hatred.

The bald-headed leader certainly had a twisted mind; the more people hated him, the more excited and thrilled he became.

"I love it when you hate me but can't beat me." With that, he bared his teeth, "Though I'd love to play with you more, time is up; it's time to end this!"

Having secured the Jade Qilin, the bald head felt he could return to Europe and report mission success.

"Kill!"

"Bang!"

Just as the bald leader shouted "Kill," intending to step forward, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

It came so abruptly, hitting right next to his foot, startling him.

He had no idea how this bullet had been fired.

Suddenly, he looked up into the distance.

Almost instinctively, everyone followed the bald man's gaze.

There, they saw a figure slowly approaching.

"It's him!"

"It's actually him!"

"How can this be? How could the Demon King come here?"

The three white men from the Blood Cross were dumbfounded upon seeing Ye Qiu; wasn't Ye Qiu supposed to be in Jiangnan City? How did he suddenly show up in Kun City at such a crucial time?

"King! It's the King!"

The Demon Corps was equally excited. When Ye Qiu retired, if anyone was most pained, it was Ye Qiu. The second would undoubtedly be all the Demon Corps warriors, and now they saw Ye Qiu again, which thrilled them to no end.

"Run!"

As soon as the bald white man saw Ye Qiu appear, this thought popped into his mind.

He had no will to fight, knowing that even Blood Dragon, the top expert of the Blood Cross, couldn't match the Demon King, so naturally, he couldn't either. Therefore, he had no intention of fighting.

The bald man wanted to escape, but would Ye Qiu give him the chance? Obviously not!

Just as the bald man turned, Ye Qiu was already upon him. Ye Qiu immediately used the Formless Skill cultivation technique,

raising his hand for a palm strike. This seemingly simple palm concealed a ferocious killing move that caught the bald man off guard.

"Puh..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his spirit instantly waning, but it wasn't over yet; before he could recover, Ye Qiu struck a few more punches, each targeting the bald man's weak points.

In an instant, the bald man's seven orifices bled, and he died beyond dead!

"How can this be!"

"How could Lord Bald lose! How could he lose?"

"The Demon King!? Why is the Demon King so strong?"

Countless people were shocked; almost everyone stared wide-eyed at Ye Qiu.

"Kill!"

At this moment, Ye Qiu roared in anger, moved again, and the other two Blood Cross members couldn't react in time before Ye Qiu swiftly dealt with them.

"Kill him..."

By now, Blood Wolf had also reacted, his eyes turning blood-red. Demon King Ye Qiu was too ferocious. Bald head, whom he regarded as his superior, couldn't withstand even a few moves from Ye Qiu. If Ye Qiu went all out, how many present could survive?

About five minutes passed, and in Ye Qiu's furious assault, the place turned into a river of blood, with no survivors among the Blood Cross and Wolf Fang Mercenary Corps.

"This..."

"My God! The King's strength has increased significantly!"

"Indeed, the King truly seems invincible now!"

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