"What did you say?"
When this group of demon masters heard that Yang Qi wanted to compensate, they couldn't help but look shocked: "We killed a quasi-god slave who is not even a god, and you actually want us to compensate. Did I hear you correctly?"
"You heard it right, it's compensation."
Yang Qi said calmly: "Slaves also have human lives. How is it possible to kill them without compensation?"
boom!
A demonic man who was a lower-level god slammed the table, "Boy, are you tired of living? Although you are the son of a big shot in the Fengshen Sect or something, and founded this Holy King Chamber of Commerce, but if you go against us demonic men, you Unless you escape into the Divine Kingdom of Fengshen Gate and never come out, you will die immediately."
"Yes, over the years, I have killed countless disciples of the Feng Shen Sect in the Empty Prison Throne."
"Hahaha, who are you? You're just a lower god. The entire God Realm is a place where strength speaks for itself. The earth-blooded brother is the upper god. How many levels are you different from? Do the math yourself? Can you sit here and talk to me? Your words have already given you a huge amount of face, but you actually slap your nose in your face and demand compensation?"
"What a big joke. A low-level god wants compensation from a higher-level god? Be careful, I will crush you to death here."... ..
Some demon disciples burst out laughing, and some even spit.
"Wait a minute." The big man with oil paint said: "We are here to do business. This is the city of Fengshenmen. Don't be rude. You killed one of his maids. Just pay the compensation. Take out one Give him the magic money."
"A magic banknote?" Tuxue heard this and laughed out loud: "My Tuxue's favorite thing is to suck the blood of virgins. Here are ten magic coins. You can find nine more virgins and let me suck them. Dry the blood."
As he spoke, he took out ten magical coins and suddenly flew towards Yang Qi. Swish, swish... The magical coins cut through the air like swords.
Yang Qi waved his hand, and the magical notes immediately fell into his sleeves.
"Huh?" Tu Xue said: "Good boy, I can't tell that you still have a little bit of ability, but it's just a small skill. Go and find nine more virgins for me to enjoy?"
"You want compensation for just one magic note?" Yang Qi remained motionless: "Isn't this too childish?"
"Then what do you want?" Tu Xue said.
"It's very simple. It's natural to kill people to pay back debts and money." Yang Qi said: "Whoever kills this maid must keep his life, how about it? This is the rule."
"Kill for life?"
Tu Xue was stunned. Although he seemed to have heard the funniest joke, his expression was strange: "I killed this ant-like servant girl, and you want me to pay for it with my life? Did I hear you right?"
"You heard me right, you kill someone to pay for your life." Yang Qi nodded: "So, you keep your life today."
Boom!
Suddenly, the big man with oil paint, the Totem War Lord, struck the huge table in front of him into pieces with a direct palm strike. He stood up and looked at Yang Qi: "Boy, are you so bold? Don't you know that you are pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth? What? We are all high-level gods. You, a small low-level god, dare to talk here and talk about killing people to pay for their lives, let alone killing your maid. Even if they kill you, the Fengshen Sect will not do it. What to do with us."
"It seems that we need to take some measures to deal with this ignorant boy."
The two brothers Tuxue and Tuxing also stood up and looked at Yang Qihao looking at a dead man.
"So, you don't plan to kill anyone to pay for it?" Yang Qi still sat upright: "You broke the table of our chamber of commerce again, and the compensation is not small."
"Forget it, this kid is talking crazy, four big brothers, you don't need to do anything, I will teach him a lesson." A demon disciple suddenly flashed and arrived in front of Yang Qi. He grabbed it with his big hand, his claws were deep, and his five fingers In the darkness, it was like an iron hook, grabbing hard and shooting down.
Boom!
The air wave from the five-fingered demonic palm arrived in front of Yang Qi. Without even looking at it, Yang Qi struck out with one palm. The demonic disciple seemed to have been hit by a giant axe, screamed and flew out, and then stuck to the wall. It turned into a huge meat pie, with a thin layer, and the Qi dispersed and the power disappeared, and it was impossible to die anymore.
"What?"
The Totem God of War waved his hand, and a wave of air spread out. He looked at Yang Qi, then looked at the meat pie on the wall, and spat out a few words in his cold mouth: "I didn't expect that this kid like you is a master."
"Kill to pay for your life." Yang Qi shrugged: "Lord blood, leave your life behind."
"Boy, you really have a chance, but with your cultivation level, it's still an idiot's dream to want my life." Tu Xue said: "Yes, you are right, kill for life. Just now you killed one of our demons. Disciple, what do you think we should do?"
"The disciples in the devil's path are not human beings?" Yang Qi clapped his hands and said, "Kill him, just kill him? I only said that killing a person will pay for his life, but I didn't say that killing demons will pay for his life. Killing demons and demons will bring great merit. "
"Damn it!"
That bamboo-pole-like upper god, Zha Qingjun finally couldn't bear it anymore, but he silently and suddenly took action, a ray of cyan light came directly to assassinate him, moved instantly, and arrived at Yang Qi's side. He pointed out with a finger and directly bombarded him. In front of the heart.
"You can do the same to me."
Without even looking, Yang Qi struck out with another palm. This palm, without any fancy, went straight to the point and reached Mr. Xia Qing's face.
boom!
Zha Qingjun also flew out and stuck to the wall, but he was not dead, but dying. His body fell into it, and an invisible shackle, like a nail, nailed him to the wall, turning him into a mural.
"What?" Totem War Lord, Tuxue and Tuxing were all shocked and dumbfounded. Originally, Yang Qi killed the demon disciple with one palm, and they thought it was nothing, but with the same palm, he defeated Qingjun. This is incredible.
Just like if a person picks up a stone and throws it out, it is nothing, but if this person uses the same method to lift a mountain and throw it out, it will be terrifying.
Compared with that unlucky demon disciple, Xia Qingjun's cultivation level is indeed the difference between a mountain and a pebble, or even more.
"You guys should stay too! You actually dare to use your brains on me." Yang Qi took action, showing absolutely no mercy in his actions. He moved his hands like a wolf and a tiger, pounced forward, and the Hand of God was unleashed. out.
Boom!
With one move, the space suddenly collapsed violently, and all the demon disciples retreated. However, Yang Qi grabbed it again, and a huge oval-shaped aura was generated. Everyone was pulled unsteadily by his palm.
"Damn it!" The three masters of Totem War Lord, Earth Blood, and Earth Xing immediately knew that Yang Qi was unfathomable: "You... don't you know that we are the disciples of the lonely king of Tiansha?"
"Your master is going to die too, let alone you?" Yang Qi transformed into a shadow, cut into the Tu brothers, and suddenly struck out with an ancient move.
This is a unique trick in the hand of God. Like a long night with no light for eternity, all the demon disciples are plunged into absolute darkness.
Bang bang bang bang…
More than ten demon disciples among them all exploded into blood mist, and then the totem warrior, Tu Xing, was also hit by a palm. He lay on the ground, spraying blood in large mouthfuls. However, the soil blood was captured by Yang Qi in his hand and held tightly. He grabbed it and couldn't move no matter how hard he struggled.
"What a bunch of losers. I want you to fight me more, but you never knew you wouldn't be able to catch any of my moves." Yang Qi shook his head.
There is really no suspense in this battle. Any high-level god who reaches Yang Qi's hands is simply a chicken and a dog. Only the God of Perfection can compete with him.
"Cough cough cough..." The Totem War Lord coughed violently, and you could see fragments of internal organs in it, "Who are you? It can't be a lower god. The only one who can defeat us is the God of Perfection. This time we capsized in the gutter. It’s too late to see gold inlaid with jade! Let’s admit defeat.”
"Let my disciple go!" Tuxing also vomited blood and said, "Our master is the ancestor of the devil. Don't cause big trouble."
"I said, kill with life!" Yang Qi grabbed Tu Xue and looked at his frightened eyes: "No one can kill people in the Holy King Chamber of Commerce. A man from the devil's path killed someone in our Holy King Chamber of Commerce. If you run away like this, wouldn't it spread that we don't have the slightest sense of security here, and who will come to do business with us? You are too arrogant, and you can only leave your lives behind. Die!"
Click!
The sound of explosion resounded in Tu Xue's body, and his godhead was shattered.
Then the blazing flames burned, and the thoughts condensed into a figure. He wanted to escape, but was caught by Yang Qi and struggled to be sucked into the depths of the fire.
died.
"You killed him..." Tuxing howled.
"It's your turn." Yang Qi walked over step by step, with obvious murderous intent on his face: "Since you are against me, you will not be able to get out alive."
"Kill me, my master will definitely kill you." Tuxing screamed.
"I've thought about it, master. You demons are simply destroying the order of heaven and earth. No wonder the Supreme Lord wants to suppress hell, because you can't cross it at all." Yang Qi kicked Tuxing's head apart with a fierce kick.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I'll be a cow or a horse." Totem War Lord cried out in panic.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was gouged out by Yang Qi's sword light, his heart was gouged out, his godhead burned, he screamed miserably in the fire, and he rolled for a long time before dying.
The remaining one, Mr. Qingqing, was almost scared to death: "You... don't kill me. I know I made a mistake and I shouldn't blackmail you. Who are you? You want me to die in peace?"
"I am indeed a lower god." As soon as Yang Qi grabbed it, huge power suddenly enveloped the killing king, and his body gradually shrank, and finally turned into a small ball of flesh, and he screamed.
All the people in the demonic path died.
Yang Qi grabbed all sides, and the power of space surged wildly. The spirits of all the dead people in the demonic path gathered together and never dispersed. Finally, they condensed into a demonic relic in Yang Qi's palm. It looked like a god but not a god, and it also seemed like a human being. of spiritual condensation.
This is the will of all people to die, coupled with flesh and blood, divine power and essence, it can refine very powerful elixirs.