The downcast middle-aged man drifted down outside the group of demons, frowning as he watched.
He hesitated, watching from afar as the Heavenly Demons besieged.
The more crazed the Heavenly Demons beca in their siege, they couldn’t stop ng Qi’s fists.
The fists were like copper hamrs, and as ti passed, they showed no sign of exhaustion.
The copper hamrs beca even more substantial, seeming heavier and more powerful.
Song Zhixia asked, "Is he going to attack?... Could it be that he’s afraid?"
The middle-aged man hesitated and delayed, as if making a difficult decision.
Song Lianshuang curiously watched him to see what he was going to do.
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked over.
His gaze seemingly pierced through more than three hundred ters to et theirs at the mountain’s peak.
Leng Tieya smiled and nodded, expressing friendliness.
The downcast middle-aged man showed an awkward shyness, nodded, and quickly shifted his gaze.
He redirected his gaze towards ng Qi and the others.
ng Qi was unstoppable, advancing towards the mountaintop under the siege of the Heavenly Demons.
One by one, the Heavenly Demons spat blood and flew away, while ng Qi appeared increasingly radiant.
Song Zhixia wondered, "Second Sister, ng Qi’s getting stronger; he might be about to break through?"
Song Lianshuang lightly frowned and contemplated silently.
Leng Tieya said with a smile, "Breaking through in battle isn’t that easy."
Song Zhixia questioned, "Then..."
"He’s using a secret technique," Song Lianshuang explained, "stimulating potential and overdrafting power."
Leng Tieya nodded.
With Super Sensing Illumination, ng Qi appeared more spirited as he fought, but his Demon Yuan was actually weakening and wouldn’t last long.
Of course, the ’not too long’ was enough to handle these Heavenly Demons.
Zhongyun City was a large city, but the number of Heavenly Demons was still limited, and not all had received the news.
Outside of taverns and tea houses, Heavenly Demons wouldn’t spread the news.
The more Heavenly Demons that knew, the more rivals for the treasure.
"So can he break through? What if he luckily breaks through?" Song Zhixia said.
Leng Tieya shook his head.
The downcast middle-aged man’s Essence Qi was just a threshold away from the Great Sky Demon, while ng Qi was far from it.
"That’s good," Song Zhixia said. "It’d be too frustrating to see him break through. Better not to co and watch... these Heavenly Demons are so incompetent!"
"Why don’t you try it?" Song Lianshuang replied.
Song Zhixia pursed her lips.
These Heavenly Demons were inept, but she was even less competent herself. Going up would be offering herself up; she couldn’t last a single round.
Leng Tieya’s gaze constantly followed the downcast middle-aged man, never leaving him.
The downcast middle-aged man was struggling and hesitating as if making a life-or-death decision.
Leng Tieya’s expression grew increasingly solemn, faintly sensing danger.
Song Zhixia watched the Heavenly Demons being knocked away one by one, incessantly shaking her head and fiercely swinging a tree branch, angrily saying, "Not a single useful one here!"
"Brother Leng?" Song Lianshuang noticed Leng Tieya’s anomaly and asked softly.
Leng Tieya said, "This person seems suspicious... be cautious."
Song Lianshuang frowned, staring at the downcast middle-aged man but couldn’t see anything unusual: "What’s happening?"
Leng Tieya’s expression was solemn as he observed the downcast middle-aged man’s body gradually straightening, like a mountain rising abruptly from the ground, suddenly towering and extraordinary.
The montum was overwhelming, imdiately transforming into flas. His silhouette blurred, and then reappeared before ng Qi.
ng Qi’s fists had just sent two Heavenly Demons flying, and he was retracting his fists, unable to strike again in ti.
He let out a roar, retreating as much as possible, his withdrawing fists tracing an arc before being punched out again.
Behind him, two middle-aged experts reacted swiftly, rapidly pushing their palms.
Two five-colored hand seals condensed in mid-air, roaring towards the downcast middle-aged man.
"Great Sky Demon," Song Lianshuang whispered.
The reaction speed of these two middle-aged experts was too fast, already surpassing the Heavenly Demon realm.
More importantly, the hand seals displayed five colors, which was a unique anomaly when the Great Sky Demon struck.
Leng Tieya chuckled lightly, "The ng Family truly values ng Qi."
The Heavenly Demons competing for Canghai’s Handwriting didn’t seem to notice anything amiss and weren’t aware that these two were Great Sky Demons.
Great Sky Demons could perceive Heavenly Demons, but Heavenly Demons needed the Great Sky Demon to release their aura to sense them.
At a critical mont, the two Great Sky Demons couldn’t disguise themselves, attacking with full force.
The downcast middle-aged man flickered, conjuring three silhouettes.
Two silhouettes each t a five-colored hand seal, while the third crashed into ng Qi’s chest.
ng Qi’s fists were still tracing arcs, unable to touch him, and was forcibly squeezed into his chest.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
The muffled sounds were like thunder, the downcast middle-aged man touched and left instantly, appearing ten ters away.
The three silhouettes rged into one, becoming clear, and the next mont turned blurry, appearing a hundred ters away.
ng Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, his deanor imdiately wilting.
As if a punctured balloon, his original brilliance quickly dissipated.
The two middle-aged n didn’t pursue, watching helplessly as the downcast middle-aged man vanished into the distance.
"Quite impressive!" Song Zhixia exclaid.
"He’s injured too." Song Lianshuang turned to Leng Tieya, "Isn’t he?"
Leng Tieya slowly nodded, "Suffered a serious injury... he’s quite formidable."
Song Zhixia said, "He recognized those are two Great Sky Demons, hence hesitated, but ultimately couldn’t resist Canghai’s Handwriting’s temptation?"
Leng Tieya nodded, then looked at ng Qi and the two middle-aged n.
Their strike had already brought the Heavenly Demons around to a halt.
ng Qi sat limply on the ground, his face pale.
He had taken a hit to the chest.
A palm had frozen him, then pulled out the scroll tube from his back, and fled afar.
The solid palm strike churned his insides, his Demon Yuan surged wildly, feeling utterly uncomfortable.
The gaze of the two ng Family middle-aged n scanned everyone like lightning, and all Heavenly Demons were in awe, turning away.
With Canghai’s Handwriting stolen and two Great Sky Demons present, staying would inevitably invite their wrath, so it was wise to leave.
Leng Tieya shook his head, "Let’s go."
"Sigh... so dull," Song Zhixia shook her head repeatedly, feeling quite disappointed.
Song Lianshuang spoke softly, "Little sister, this was already exciting enough."
Song Zhixia said, "I thought the Heavenly Demons could keep ng Qi, give him a proper beating, how many Great Sky Demons does the ng Family have, to send two all at once!"
The Song Family had only two Great Sky Demons at most, yet the ng Family dispatched two directly to escort ng Qi—that was extravagant.
"They probably don’t have many; unwilling to let ng Qi die, only then. Brother Leng, let’s go."
Leng Tieya scanned afar, waving his hand, "You two go on ahead; I’ll catch up soon."
Song Zhixia curiously asked, "Brother Leng, what are you going to do?"
Leng Tieya looked towards the slowly approaching, yet swift two middle-aged n: "They’re going to vent on ng Qi."
The two middle-aged n zipped past the treetops, arriving at the mountaintop, appearing before Leng Tieya with icy gazes.
Leng Tieya smiled at them, "Such excellent hand skills, ng Family’s hand skills?"
The two middle-aged figures were different, one burly, the other lean.
The burly middle-aged man spoke in a voice like rolling thunder, "Third Young Master Leng has quite an interest!"
"ng Family’s thods," Leng Tieya said with a smile, "Who was that demon?"
"Humph!" The two middle-aged n simultaneously scoffed.
Leng Tieya smiled, "Looks like you two are aware, he doesn’t have a good reputation?"
The burly middle-aged man said coldly, "Chi Family traitor!"
"Chi Haoyang!" Song Lianshuang whispered softly, "Brother Leng, have you heard of him?"
"So, it was him!" Leng Tieya nodded slowly, "His cultivation is impressive, what a pity."
Only one step away, yet ultimately failed to obtain Canghai’s Handwriting.
"What pity is there for a traitor!" The burly middle-aged man said seriously, taking a deep breath and reluctantly saying, "If Third Young Master Leng has ti, you can visit the ng Family; we won’t trouble you!"
Song Zhixia’s eyes widened instantly, blinking, thinking she had misheard.
Leng Tieya chuckled, "Alright, I’ll visit the ng Family then!"
He imdiately understood the ng Family’s intention.
Compared to the Soul Suppressing Seal, they obviously valued Canghai’s Handwriting more.
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