Chapter 1152 Sincerely convinced

Zhou Yiqiao's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The demon cultivators looked at each other, and different thoughts arose in their minds.

Prince Yan Yi in the team, as the offspring of the Flame Scale Demon King, naturally did not want to easily obey the orders of a human cultivator.

If it weren't for the restraint of the Flame Scale Demon King, he would have already competed with Zhou Yiqiao in the hall of the imperial palace.

Now that Zhou Yiqiao himself gave him this opportunity, an imperceptible cunning flashed in Yan Yi's eyes and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was brewing something.

He just took a step forward and looked directly at Zhou Yiqiao.

"Mr. Zhou, although we are under the order of our father, if we want to obey your command, we must have some real skills."

When the other demon cultivators saw Yan Yi standing up, they also started to make a commotion. They either shouted loudly or communicated secretly, but without exception, they all expressed doubts about Zhou Yiqiao's leadership position.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at these demon cultivators with a calm expression. He had expected everything that was happening before his eyes.

He smiled slightly and said to Yan Yi.

"Since His Royal Highness has such a request, Zhou will certainly accompany you."

"I still say the same thing. As long as any one of you can leave this valley without my intervention, I will willingly give up the power of command without hesitation."

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

When Yan Yi saw Zhou Yiqiao agreed so readily, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by excitement.

"Then I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou!"

His figure flashed and turned into a shadow, rushing towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Yan Yi's strength should not be underestimated. As the offspring of the Flame Scale Demon King, he has received strict training and instruction since childhood.

He used the strength of the demon's body to the fullest, attacking swiftly and fiercely, with each move aimed directly at Zhou Yiqiao's vital points.

However, in the face of absolute strength, any magic tricks are nothing but fancy moves.

Zhou Yiqiao's expression was calm, as if he had already seen through Yan Yi's attack route.

At the moment when Yan Yi's attack was about to hit his body, Zhou Yiqiao gently swayed and cleverly avoided Yan Yi's attack.

Yan Yi was shocked when he saw that his attack missed, but he did not give up. Instead, he increased the speed of his attack.

His attack was like a violent storm, but Zhou Yiqiao was like a small boat, moving forward steadily in the strong wind and huge waves.

Finally, during one of Yan Yi's fierce attacks, Zhou Yiqiao lightly pointed his finger and hit Yan Yi's Jianjing acupoint.

Yan Yi only felt a gentle but irresistible force surging into his body, which instantly disrupted the demonic power in his body. He involuntarily retreated backwards until he hit a huge rock and stopped.

Yan Yi's face changed. He didn't expect that he would be defeated so completely.

He was shocked and his mind kept recalling the exquisiteness and depth of that finger. Just when he was about to open his mouth to express his surrender, he saw that several demon cultivators behind him were already ready to make a move and had already approached Zhou Yiqiao.

"Your Highness Yan Yi, we are here to lend you a helping hand!"

Following a loud shout from one of the demon cultivators, all the demon cultivators attacked together, their bodies transformed into black shadows, and pounced towards Zhou Yiqiao.

For a moment, the valley was filled with demonic energy. Various spells and body techniques were intertwined to form an impenetrable attack network.

Each attack of these demon cultivators contained enough power to split mountains and crack rocks. Even a small hill could be easily razed to the ground.

Zhou Yiqiao remained calm, and relying on the technique of the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, he shuttled through the attacks of the demon cultivators like a ghost, sometimes disappearing into nothingness, sometimes appearing between the interweaving of light and shadow, and each time he appeared, he would accurately resolve the attacks of the demon cultivators.

As the battle progressed, the demon cultivators gradually felt exhausted, but Zhou Yiqiao was still energetic with the blessing of the Jade Purity Spiritual Flame and the Spiritual Spring Stone Milk, without any sign of fatigue.

The monsters were amazed at Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power which was as deep as the ocean, and they all agreed that they had to kill him in one go, lest they be exhausted to death by Zhou Yiqiao.

With a roar, a burly demon cultivator rushed out first, holding a giant hammer shining with lightning, and smashed it towards Zhou Yiqiao with the force of thunder.

Zhou Yiqiao turned his body and cleverly avoided the fatal blow. At the same time, he waved his hand and a sword energy broke through the air and hit the arm of the wind and thunder demon cultivator, causing his attack to pause.

The demon cultivator felt pain and his movements slowed down a bit. Zhou Yiqiao took the opportunity to approach him and gently slapped him on the chest.

This palm may seem understated, but it actually contains Zhou Yiqiao's profound spiritual power, which is enough to make the opponent temporarily lose his ability to fight.

When the other demon cultivators saw this, instead of feeling a chill, it aroused the most primitive animal nature in these young demon cultivators.

A demon cultivator who was good at wind magic quickly took over. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew up, sweeping up sand and rocks on the ground, trying to disrupt Zhou Yiqiao's senses.

However, Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power was far beyond their imagination.

He closed his eyes, his sea of ​​consciousness expanded, and instantly captured the figure of the monster.

When the wind and sand were about to get close to him, he suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashed, and his figure appeared behind the wind-type demon cultivator.

Zhou Yiqiao did not use much force, but just a light touch, which made the demon cultivator feel numb, his magic went out of control, and the strong wind dissipated immediately.

The remaining demon cultivators felt even more stressed when they saw this. They began to realize that the gap in strength between them and Zhou Yiqiao could not be made up by numbers.

In the face of Zhou Yiqiao's clever response and powerful strength, their attacks were like a drop in the ocean, unable to cause any waves.

Zhou Yiqiao was not in a hurry to end the battle. Instead, he responded to the attacks of the demon cultivators one by one in an almost educational manner. Every move he made was just right, which not only demonstrated his strength but also did not harm the foundation of these demon cultivators.

In the end, after rounds of confrontation, all the demon cultivators were easily defeated by Zhou Yiqiao in different ways.

Although the monsters were defeated, they felt awe for Zhou Yiqiao in their hearts.

They finally understood why the Flame Scale Demon King gave the command of this mission to a human cultivator.

Zhou Yiqiao stood in the valley, looking at these demon cultivators who had temporarily lost their ability to fight, and spoke calmly.

"I believe you have all seen Zhou's true strength."

"Now, are you willing to accept my command and complete the task assigned by Senior Demon King together with me?"

The demon cultivators looked at each other, and finally nodded, then all looked at Prince Yan Yi.

Yan Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling mixed emotions.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. Yan Yi will discipline them well in this mission. If anyone pretends to obey but actually disobeys, Mr. Zhou won't have to do anything. Yan Yi will be the first to kill him!"