Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

The majestic demonic energy surged, and under the influence of spiritual power, it formed a black demonic wave, which slammed towards Cao Yanling and the others.

The demonic wave came, and feeling its power, everyone did not choose to confront it head-on, but retreated decisively.

"Such power, top-grade Scorch! Then why did it run away before?"

A fox statue appeared behind him, and its powerful aura blocked the demonic waves. Zhan's expression became serious.

"It must have devoured those two ferocious beasts to reach the highest level of scorching heat." Looking at the broken bones and skin on the ground, Jing spoke indifferently.

Superior Great Scorch Reaper does not refer to the spiritual power level of Great Scorch Reaper, but an assessment of the combat power through the momentum emitted by living creatures.

In the era of Yuling Sect, the total amount of spiritual power could not indicate the strength of a living being, because there were things like Immortal Power, God-killing Power, Martial God Body, Beast Tamer, etc. that could enhance combat power or make the total amount of spiritual power difficult to assess, so they simply abandoned the assessment of the total amount of spiritual power level.

In the inheritance information of the Yuling Sect, they do not judge Da Jiaore's strength by spiritual power, but by the momentum on his body. And unlike the underworld's assessment of Da Jiaore's level, first class, second class... order of magnitude assessment, they have another kind of assessment level.

Inferior Great Heat, Medium Great Heat, Superior Great Heat, Peak Great Heat and Top Great Heat!

These five levels have nothing to do with the total amount of spiritual power, but are a classification of combat power. The superior great scorching heat that Zhan mentioned is the combat power he inferred from feeling the momentum of Mo Biao.

Of course, although judging combat power by momentum is more accurate than judging by spiritual power, it is still just a judgment. The true combat power can only be known after fighting.

"Is it the best and hottest?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Yanling looked at Cao Chun who was standing beside him. If he followed the way Zhan told him to feel the situation, then Cao Chun plus the strength of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry could also be considered a top-notch Great Jiaore.

There are also Tang Wuyou, Qi Zhankou and others from Kouye, who are also top-grade Great Jiaore, but because they are in a state of yin and yang harmony with their guardian spirits and can enter a special fusion state, they are relatively stronger than Cao Chun.

The Five Elements Evil Spirits correspond to the peak Great Scorch, while Wenwu and Alai correspond to the top Great Scorch. Of course, this refers to their combat power in their strongest state, otherwise Alai under normal circumstances certainly does not have the strength of the top Great Scorch.

"Morifeng doll, how about you let this general take action?"

Zhan is a pure-hearted person, but he is not an idiot. His fighting power has only reached the lower level of Da Jiaore. At best, he can fight against the middle level of Da Jiaore. Fighting against Mo Biao in front of him is simply a waste.

Fortunately, Cao Yanling was not persuaded by him to go back, otherwise he and Jing would have to run away.

"General Cao Chun, ..."

"No, there's a guy who's really excited!"

Before Cao Yanling could finish his words, Cao Chun interrupted him and waved his hand, and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry surrounded the hill where Mo Biao was.

"Zihe, you really understand me!"

With a loud laugh, the broken gun vibrated, and a figure in the same black armor appeared behind Cao Yanling. Then he took a step and rushed out like a cannonball.

As he ran, the long-handled sword dragged on the ground, creating bright sparks when it struck the stones!

He approached the evil spirit, swung his long arms with the force of splitting a mountain, and slashed down with a dragging sword!

——Slash the Mountain

boom--

The air waves were cleared away, and the evil spirit was immediately released.

“Some skills!”

Mo Biao roared angrily, and demonic energy surged and entangled around the scorpion's tail, which seemed to have turned into a big knife.

The scorpion's tail danced, and a stream of demonic energy slashed towards the Mountain-Splitting Slash.

As the two attacks collided, Cao Hong and Mo Biao moved at the same time and rushed towards each other.

The broadsword collided with sharp claws, clashed with the scorpion's tail, and contended with the evil spirit. In Cao Hong's hand, the broadsword seemed to have turned into eighteen kinds of weapons, and all kinds of martial arts were at his fingertips.

Although Cao Hong's swordsmanship had also reached perfection, the demon leopard was not weak either. Its sharp claws and scorpion tail moved together, and the demonic energy interfered with Cao Hong. The battle between the man and the beast was inextricable, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"General Cao Hong is so good at using a sword?" Cao Yanling was a little surprised. He only knew that in Cao Hong's era, Guan Yu was good at using a sword and was also famous for his sword.

"Of course. After practicing for a thousand years, how can I not be good at sword?" Cao Hong raised the corners of his mouth under his mask and chuckled.

In their time, there were many people who used swords, but the only one who was truly famous in the world was Guan Yu.

Although Guan Yu was indeed good at using a sword, and Cao Hong knew that he was no match for him, he refused to admit defeat and had been practicing sword skills tirelessly for a thousand years after his death. Even though he could not catch up with martial arts fanatics like Xiang Lejin and Pang De, he still had good intentions.

Cao Hong has been practicing sword skills for thousands of years, but he has rarely had a life-and-death battle like this one. Now, fighting with Mo Biao, Cao Hong becomes more and more courageous.

Chopping, slicing, hacking, picking, stabbing... the sword shadows swayed. No matter whether it was a martial art suitable for a long-handled broadsword, in Cao Hong's hands, he could do it at will. The broadsword seemed to be an extension of his arm, and every movement was just right.

Cao Hong's fighting style is somewhat similar to Gandalf's. Each attack seems to be a martial art, but one uses a long-handled broadsword and the other uses a sword.

Under Cao Hong's continuous attacks, Mo Biao gradually fell into Cao Hong's rhythm, and under the continuous sword skills, he could only passively defend.

Moreover, with the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and Cao Chun eyeing him covetously, Mo Biao began to lose his composure. In his uncertain state of mind, loopholes began to appear in his response to Cao Hong, and he was cut by the blade from time to time.

"Your heart is messed up!"

Seeing that the time was right, Cao Hong seized a loophole of Mo Biao and made a powerful slash, slashing Mo Biao's side waist and smashing him away.

"Damn it!"

He quickly got up from the ground, opened his bloody mouth and spit out a breath of demonic energy towards Cao Hong. Under the cover of the demonic energy, he pounced on him again.

"Resist tenaciously!"

Cao Hong shouted loudly and slashed with his sword once again, trying to cut through the evil spirit and kill the demon beast with one blow.

But when the evil energy was cut open, the evil beast disappeared. When Cao Hong frowned, he heard the shouts of Zhan.

"That general, Mo Biao is in the demonic energy on the left."

But just as Zhan opened his mouth, a black slash shot out from the evil energy on the left side that was cut open by Cao Hong and hit Cao Hong directly.

boom--

Cao Hong raised his sword to block, but was still knocked away.

"You are the two corpses that you stole by turning into demonic energy, right?"

Cao Chun charged forward on his horse and stabbed the evil spirit with his spear. The evil spirit was hit hard and shrank inwards. The evil spirit then reappeared.

"Zihe, are you itching to fight too? I haven't finished yet!"

As Mo Biao showed up, a terrifying sword intent appeared behind it, with the force of splitting the sky.

"Don't you think you're at a disadvantage?" Cao Chun said with a smile.

"Hmph~ I was just careless for a moment."

Cao Hong snorted coldly and slashed with his sword!

Under the pressure of the air wave and the blessing of the sword's intent, the long sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. A huge sword light fell and chopped the locked Mo Biao into the ground.

flood--

The earth collapsed, and among the flying dirt and rocks was black and red blood.

"You...you are using your numbers to bully the minority..."

Among the cuts on the ground, there was a deep scar on Mo Biao's back that went deep into the bone, and his limbs were broken by the heavy pressure of the sword. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and the beast looked at Cao Hong and the other man with resentment in its eyes.

"Humph~"

Cao Hong snorted again, with a sneer on his face.

"When did I say I wanted to fight you one-on-one?"

Although he was somewhat unhappy about Cao Chun's participation in his battle, Cao Hong did not think that his behavior was wrong. Did he really think that the battles between generals were like what was written in the books, a duel?

Using the majority to attack the minority, this is the reality!