Chapter 13957 The Power of the Demon King

Chapter 13957 The Power of the Demon King
The sudden cry from the crowd was like a stone with sharp edges falling into the originally calm lake with a "plop".

In an instant, the peace was completely broken, and circles of ripples quickly spread out in all directions with the place where the scream came from as the center.

The people who were originally busy and chatting, seemed to have their attention suddenly grabbed by an invisible big hand. They stopped what they were doing, turned their heads, and their eyes, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, all converged on the source of the sound.

Their eyes were full of curiosity and confusion, as if they were trying to find the secret behind this sudden exclamation.

In the web of everyone's gazes, a figure slowly came into everyone's sight.

The man was wearing a long gown as white as snow, his sleeves fluttering gently in the breeze, like a cloud falling from the sky, or a banished immortal who had strayed into the mortal world, with an otherworldly temperament.

His face was like a carefully carved jade, handsome and extraordinary, with every line just right.

Under his sword-like eyebrows, a pair of deep eyes are like the twinkling stars in the night sky, revealing a sense of unruliness and confidence, as if nothing in the world can restrain his steps.

At this moment, he walked at a leisurely pace, each step was steady and powerful, as if he was stepping on the rhythm of time, leisurely walking towards the direction of the Demon-Suppressing City.

The crowd's eyes, full of curiosity and scrutiny, followed Baili Xuwu's figure closely like spotlights.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Baili Xuwu was not affected at all. His steps were still firm and calm. He walked steadily to the foot of the Demon-Suppressing City, step by step.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes were as sharp as torches, flashing with confidence and provocation, like burning flames, with a fearless courage.

His sight pierced through layers of air and fell directly on the high and majestic Demon King and Monster King.

At this moment, in his eyes, it seemed that the whole world only had these two powerful opponents left.

Baili Xuwu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile, which contained both disdain for his opponent and anticipation for the upcoming challenge.

He took a deep breath, then laughed loudly, "I'm not interested in other people, so I'll compete with you. How about that? I want to see how capable you two so-called kings are!"

The voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the empty battlefield, with an unignorable domineering aura, as if announcing his challenge to the whole world, making everyone feel his determination and courage to challenge.

When the Demon King heard Baili Xuwu's challenge, he just glanced at him indifferently.

His eyes were as calm as a deep lake, without a single ripple, as if Baili Xuwu was nothing more than an insignificant ant in his eyes, not worthy of his excessive attention at all.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, his movements casual and natural, as if he was shooing away an annoying fly.

He waved his hand lightly, seemingly carelessly, but there was an invisible force in that wave, and the target was Baili Xuwu.

The demon king's seemingly casual movement was as gentle as the breeze blowing through willow branches, but it contained endless and profound magic.

The magic power seemed like a call from the darkest corner of the abyss of hell, carrying with it a creepy and gloomy aura, as if it could drag everything in the world into endless darkness and despair.

The next moment, a gust of wind came like an awakened ancient beast, sweeping over with overwhelming force.

This strong wind was by no means ordinary. It was as if a demon from hell had broken free from its shackles, bringing with it endless rage and the power to destroy the world.

Wherever the strong wind went, sand and rocks flew, and dust filled the sky. The originally calm ground was instantly turned upside down.

Thick trees were uprooted and flew helplessly in the air; huge rocks were blown into the wind and collided with each other with a deafening sound.

The wild wind howled, making a sharp and piercing sound, which seemed like the angry roar of a devil, with a kind of madness that wanted to crush everything in the world.

It was like a ferocious beast, pouncing towards Baili Xuwu with its fangs and claws bared, wanting to devour him completely and make him disappear completely in the endless darkness and chaos.

Baili Xuwu originally looked relaxed, with a playful smile on his lips and his eyes full of confidence and provocation, as if this challenge was just an easy game that he could easily handle at any time.

But when the strong wind came with overwhelming force, his face suddenly changed. His originally rosy face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief.

A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart, as if a cold sharp blade was against his throat, making him feel the threat of death.

He hurriedly mobilized all his strength, and the true energy in his body surged like a surging tide, trying to resist this sudden attack.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and rays of light emanated from his body, forming a faint protective shield.

However, the force of the gale was too strong, like a raging flood, and the shield he had carefully constructed seemed so small and fragile in the face of this torrent.

"boom!"

There was a deafening roar, as if it was the roar of heaven and earth. Under the terrified and shocked gaze of the crowd, Baili Xuwu, who was number one on the Star List, was directly blasted away tens of thousands of meters away.

His body was like a kite with a broken string, tumbling helplessly in the air, losing all control.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and that blood was like a blooming red plum, staining his originally snow-white clothes red, making them look particularly dazzling.

Finally, he crashed heavily into a distant mountain.

The huge impact force was like a meteorite hitting the earth, causing the mountain to collapse.

Huge rocks fell like raindrops, raising a thick cloud of dust that enveloped the entire area.

The dust and smoke filled the air, blocking everyone's sight, leaving only the still shaking mountain, as if telling the story of the thrilling collision that just took place. It was a fierce collision of strength and strength, a cruel contest between life and death.

The battlefield filled with smoke was now in a dead silence, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene. The originally noisy battlefield suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, with only the rapid and heavy breathing of the crowd echoing in the air.

The people of the Dazhen Dynasty originally had a mentality of watching a play. They whispered to each other with relaxed smiles on their faces, as if this battle was just a farce for their entertainment.

However, at this moment they all seemed to be under a spell, and the smiles froze on their faces in an instant, replaced by solemn expressions.