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Xiang Xueer immediately saw through the Demon Lord's thoughts. She glanced sideways at Feng Qingyang and raised her Azure Wind Sword. "I'll go up and distract him; the rest is up to you!"
Feng Qingyang remained silent, merely nodding slightly. A whirlwind formed beneath Xiang Xueer's feet as she charged forward with Taotie to engage the Demon Lord in battle.
The sound of clashing swords and claws echoed across the sky as the blade of Xiang Xueer's Azure Wind Sword, an Ancient Artifact used for Subduing Demons, struck the Demon Lord perfectly.
This young girl had such pure swordsmanship at such a young age; how did she achieve this? He had already noticed her skill during their previous encounter, but just a few days later, her sword techniques had improved significantly. This was not merely due to the Witch's magic within her body but also her mastery gained from countless battles.
If this woman were not brought under his command, she would be more difficult to deal with than Feng Qingyang and his old companions if they ever became enemies. He countered Xiang Xueer's attack while squinting his eyes and sneering, "Little girl, this Exorcism Realm cannot accommodate you. You might as well obediently become a general under my command!"
"Hmph!" Xiang Xueer scoffed disdainfully. "Demon Lord, do you think I'm just talking nonsense? I've said it many times; I have no interest in your so-called generals!"
The corner of the Demon Lord's eye twitched. Just then, Feng Qingyang seized the opportunity between them. With a swift sweep of his sword, he seemed to traverse space itself and appeared behind the Demon Lord in an instant, raising his White Beard Sword, its blade engulfed in red flames, and thrusting it toward the Demon Lord's back.
With Xiang Xueer entangled in battle and Feng Qingyang using his most adept technique, 'Instant Step,' he appeared in the Demon Lord's blind spot in no time. The Demon Lord could not evade in time and took the full force of Feng Qingyang's strike.
The long sword pierced through the heart of the Demon Lord from back to front, causing him to look down at the blade protruding from his chest and immediately spit out blood as he fell rapidly toward the ground, landing with a thud into the millennia-old snow on the mountain.
Xiang Xueer and Feng Qingyang exchanged glances before diving down from the sky. Looking down, they saw a large pit formed in the snow where the Demon Lord lay motionless. The white ice and snow around him were stained red with blood flowing from his chest.
As their footsteps approached slowly, the Demon Lord gradually opened his eyes and looked up at the two standing over him. He suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Hahaha! I never expected that I, the mighty Demon Lord, would fall into your hands."
Xiang Xueer looked down at the helpless Demon Lord and raised her Azure Wind Sword. "Laugh all you want; this will be your last laugh. When you reach Yama's realm, you will surely be cast into the Eighteen Layers of Hell and tortured for eternity!"
"Hmph!" the Demon Lord angrily glared at Feng Qingyang, "Old fool, let me tell you, even if I die, my Million Demon Army will still invade your human realm!"
"Are you talking about the Million Demon Army from the Nether Abyss?" A cold smile appeared on Feng Qingyang's lips. "My fellow Exorcists from Saint Ten have long been tracking the whereabouts of your Demon Army. I believe it won't be long before we find them. When that time comes, their fate will be the same as yours. As long as I, Feng Qingyang, am here, you can forget about your grand ambitions!"
"Feng Qingyang, you..." The Demon Lord's face instantly turned terrifying. Struggling to rise and fight Feng Qingyang to the death, he suddenly thrust the sword in his hand into his own chest again, creating a large hole.
A spray of blood shot out, splattering onto Xiang Xueer's cheek. She frowned slightly, watching the gradually dissipating Demon Lord and the unyielding Feng Qingyang. Suddenly, she was perplexed. What exactly is a demon? How does one distinguish between good and evil in this world?
At that moment, she pondered many things. The true demon lies within one's heart, doesn't it? Yet most people still believe that the boundary between demons and humans is determined by appearance. And she had already been labeled a monster by Feng Qingyang.
The Demon Lord was dead? With his so-called grand ambitions, he transformed into a cloud of black smoke and vanished, leaving only a pool of red blood on the ground.
Xiang Xueer suddenly felt something was off; this had been too easy. How could the Demon Lord have died so simply? Yet they had indeed witnessed him dissipate into nothingness just moments ago. Why then did she feel an unsettling sense of foreboding?
"Wow, big sister is amazing! Long live big sister! Long live!" Duck was the first to jump out from the cave, rushing towards Xiang Xueer and kneeling down to worship her.
The group that followed was ecstatic; they hadn't expected these two to defeat the Demon Lord and eliminate the greatest pest of the demon realm. Li Yunyang rushed over and grabbed Xiang Xueer's hand, exclaiming, "That's great! I knew you could defeat the Demon Lord!"
Feng Qingyang frowned tightly. Turning his head, he saw the two holding hands and daring to act affectionate in front of him. A surge of anger rose within him as he pulled them apart and insisted, "Yunyang, come with me!"
"Huh? Master, where are you taking me?" Li Yunyang felt a bit confused as Feng Qingyang glared fiercely at Xiang Xueer. "Demoness, starting today, do not appear in front of my disciple again!"
What? What does that mean? Is he planning to take Li Yunyang away? He knows I dislike him, but does it have to be like this? This kind of imposition is utterly despicable.
Everyone was stunned. They never expected that Li Yunyang's master would take things this far. Seeing this, Ling Zhu quickly stepped forward to explain, "Senior Feng, you must have misunderstood. Although Shirley currently has the magic of a Witch within her, she has never done anything bad for the people of the Demon Realm. Moreover, she and Li Yunyang have been betrothed for a long time!"
"Yes, yes!" Gunaara quickly added, "Shirley is a wonderful person. She even saved the people of my Nuwa clan. She is not the Demoness you speak of!"
Feng Qingyang saw everyone continuously speaking well of Xiang Xueer and felt that they were completely confused, all bewitched by this woman. She had the magic of a Witch within her; although the Demon Lord was dead, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't become the next Demon Lord in the future. Considering that she had just saved him, sparing her this time was already showing mercy!
"Betrothal?" Feng Qingyang's anger flared as he glared with fury, "Since ancient times, parents' words and matchmakers' agreements have been important. Yunyang has been without parents since childhood and has not received his master's consent. How can he make such decisions on his own? The betrothal you arranged privately is nothing but a sham!"
A sham? Xiang Xueer was instantly enraged. This Feng Qingyang was simply stuck in the past; his words could make one spit blood in anger. She had plenty of handsome men around her, yet he dared to call it a sham—what a joke!
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