Chapter 378 What's the Third Master of the Demonic Sect? Even the First is Useless

Just then, Zhao Deyan, who had been thrown to the ground, struck back with his palm and flipped himself up.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Wang Yang with a sinister look.

"Boy, who...who exactly are you?"

Zhao Deyan asked in surprise, deeply shocked.

He was, after all, one of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, and in terms of strength, he was enough to rank among the top three.

But when facing Wang Yang, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He had already sensed from their brief exchange that Wang Yang's strength was unfathomable.

The key point is that what shocked Zhao Deyan the most was...

Wang Yang is still so young.

In Zhao Deyan's memory, there was no such young and powerful figure in the martial arts world of the Tang Dynasty.

Upon hearing Zhao Deyan's question, Wang Yang smiled calmly and replied:

"Anyway, you're going to be a dead man soon."

"I'll let you die with your eyes wide open in peace. I am Wang Yang, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance!"

Zhao Deyan was taken aback by Wang Yang's reply.

"What?"

"You...you are Wang Yang?"

Although he was within the territory of the Tang Dynasty, Zhao Deyan had heard of Wang Yang's reputation.

He never expected that he would actually meet the real person.

"It is said that Wang Yang was a man of extraordinary talent and aptitude, and his martial arts cultivation was even more mysterious and unpredictable."

"There are even rumors that he has advanced to the realm of a terrestrial immortal."

"Having seen it today, the rumors are indeed true."

"How did that bastard Xiang Yushan get involved with someone like that?"

Zhao Deyan muttered to himself, feeling a pang of regret.

He thought to himself that if he had known earlier that the other party was Wang Yang, he shouldn't have been so reckless.

After all, Xiang Yushan is already dead.

A dead person has no further value to him.

Besides, it would be even more unwise to offend a master like Wang Yang for this.

However, he had already made a threatening statement, saying that he would make Wang Yang pay with his life.

If he were to back down now, and word got out that he would lose his standing in the martial arts world.

Just as Zhao Deyan was stunned, Wang Yang smiled calmly and said:

"Zhao Deyan, show me what you've got!"

"This alliance leader will send you to meet the King of Hell!"

Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, Zhao Deyan's anger was instantly ignited.

He had originally planned to make peace with Wang Yang.

Little did he know, Wang Yang seemed determined to kill him.

Upon thinking of this, Zhao Deyan's brows furrowed, and he responded fiercely:

"Wang Yang!"

"You've gone too far! Take this!"

Before Wang Yang could even reply, Zhao Deyan made his move.

"Vermilion Bird Rejects Corpses!"

His five fingers spread wide, seemingly slow yet fast, seemingly clumsy yet skillful, infinitely varied, and he swiftly attacked Wang Yang.

This time, Zhao Deyan held nothing back.

He immediately unleashed the Demonic Image Sect's trump card technique, the Eighteen Returning Soul Claws!

Seeing this, Wang Yang said calmly:

"So you're already using your ultimate technique? You do have some self-awareness."

"But... that's all!"

After saying that, Wang Yang casually slapped a palm at Zhao Deyan, who was attacking him.

"boom!"

With a single palm strike, the wind and clouds changed color; the immense palm force was like a raging torrent.

In less than a few breaths, the palm strike landed in front of Zhao Deyan.

Seeing this, Zhao Deyan's left hand became a straight, rapid, and turbulent strike, while his other hand became bent and twisted, moving slowly and gracefully.

It actually met Wang Yang's palm strike head-on.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, Wang Yang's palm strike was simply too powerful.

Even without any special techniques, pure power alone was enough to overwhelm Zhao Deyan.

The moment they clashed, Zhao Deyan's claw attack crumbled.

At the same time, an incredibly powerful force instantly struck him.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Deyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.

A few moments later, he crashed heavily into a rock outside the temple.

Upon impact, the rock shattered instantly.

Zhao Deyan collapsed limply onto the rubble, his breath weak and his face deathly pale.

"Zhao Deyan is at least third among the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, yet he was defeated by the Alliance Leader just like that?"

Kou Zhong exclaimed in surprise, his face filled with disbelief.

"What's so special about being third? Even if it were the number one of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, wouldn't he be easily defeated by our young master?"

A'Zhu glanced at Kou Zhong and said this, showing complete confidence in Wang Yang.

At this moment, Abi asked:

Who is ranked first?

Kou Zhong paused for a moment, then replied:

"This person is Zhu Yuyan, the most beautiful woman in the Demonic Sect, the leader of the Yin Kui Sect, and known as the Yin Empress!"

"A beauty?"

Upon hearing what Kou Zhong said, both A Zhu and A Bi were taken aback.

Even the beauties like Zhao Min standing nearby felt a jolt in their hearts.

"Um?"

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the beauties, Kou Zhong frowned slightly and uttered a soft question:

"What? Is there a problem?"

"Although this Empress Zhu Yuyan is old, she has a knack for preserving her youthful appearance."

Upon hearing this, A'Zhu and the other beauties forced a smile but did not reply to Kou Zhong.

At this moment, Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King, suddenly interjected:

"If she's a beauty, then Empress Zhu Yuyan is doomed!"

Kou Zhong was taken aback, looked at the Green-Winged Bat King with a puzzled expression, and said:

"Bat King, what do you mean by that?"

The Blue-Winged Bat King smiled meaningfully and replied:

"If this Yin Empress Zhu Yuyan were to encounter our Alliance Leader, she would surely bow down before his divine might!"

The Blue-Winged Bat King spoke with great confidence.

After all, they had accompanied Wang Yang all this way and had seen far too much.

Otherwise, Wang Yang wouldn't have so many beautiful women by his side.

Upon hearing this, Kou Zhong opened his mouth as if he had something to say, but in the end he swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Just as everyone was talking, Wang Yangren had already taken a step towards Zhao Deyan.

At this moment, Zhao Deyan was slumped among the rubble, looking like he was on the verge of death, with no fighting strength left.

Before long, Wang Yangren had reached Zhao Deyan.

Seeing Wang Yang standing high above him, fear filled Zhao Deyan's eyes.

No one expected that the person who killed his disciple would be Wang Yang, the infamous figure in the martial arts world.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say before you die?"

After a brief silence, Wang Yang spoke in a cold voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Deyan's heart trembled.

Just as he was about to beg for mercy, a voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Heaven cherishes life, so why must you be so ruthless?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yang and the others turned to look in the direction of the voice.

Upon closer inspection, a person was seen slowly walking towards them.

This person had an unusually long and narrow face, with extremely awkward and strange features.

Fortunately, she has long, black hair that falls over her shoulders, which balances out the disharmony between her broad shoulders and narrow face.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Deyan's face lit up with joy, and he couldn't help but shout, "Brother Fu, save me!"