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Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

The Peach Blossom She-Devil's face fell. She hadn't expected Qingyang Xue to be so arrogant as to want to take her away. It was obvious that he was after her beauty.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, she turned her gaze to Qingfeng Li. She knew that only he could help her.

Qingfeng Li smiled. Reaching out with his hand, he pinched the Peach Blossom She-Devil's cheeks. "Don't worry," he said, "I won't let him take you away. I can tell just by looking that he isn't a good guy. And besides, he's one of the Ten Great Devils."

At first, the Peach Blossom She-Devil was very touched by Qingfeng Li's words, her eyes filling with tears. But his last sentence left her speechless. He was saying that Qingyang Xue wasn't a good guy, that he was a bad egg. Did Qingfeng Li stop to consider that he himself was a devil as well? By that logic, wasn't he also a bad guy?

Of course, the Peach Blossom She-Devil would never say this out loud. Even among devils, there were the good and the bad. Qingfeng Li was obviously one of the good ones. At least, this was what she thought of him.

If the other devil heard the Peach Blossom She-Devil's thoughts, they would no doubt laugh their asses off. This must be what they meant by "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."

Qingfeng Li looked over at Qingyang Xue. Smiling, he said, "If you want to take the Peach Blossom She-Devil, then go ahead. As long as you can withstand one punch from me, I'll let you take her."

Hearing Qingfeng Li's words, Qingyang Xue tilted his head back and laughed as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

"What the crap are you talking about?" Qingyang Xue said, his voice filled with disdain. "Do you know who I am? I'm Qingyang Xue, I'm number ten on the Devil Rankings! You say you can defeat me with one punch? Did you get kicked in the head or something?"

Qingyang Xue's voice was loud, ringing all across a one-kilometer radius. Many of the self-cultivators in the Five-Poison City had heard his voice and gathered toward the scene.

All of the self-cultivators in the Five-Poison City were very powerful. Most of them were of the spirit monarch realm. These people weren't afraid of trouble, rather, they liked watching exciting events like this. It was human nature.

In just a short while, more than a hundred self-cultivators had gathered around them. These were people from different countries and different sects. Some of them were orthodox, some devilish, others demonic or unorthodox. Their outfits were likewise in all kinds of different styles. Right now, they all watched Qingfeng Li and Qingyang Xue with the same curious expression.

These self-cultivators didn't know Qingfeng Li, but they knew Qingyang Xue very well.

Qingyang Xue placed tenth on the Devil Rankings. He was known all across the entire world of self-cultivators. Many powerful masters had died by his hand. Once, there had been a city that was wiped out by him, without a single survivor. He was infamous everywhere under the sky.

Among the self-cultivators that had gathered, there was a figure in black. This was a female self-cultivator, her silhouette was exquisitely curvaceous, making the hearts of those around her race.

She wore a veil over her face, obscuring her features. But judging from her vivacious figure, she had to be extremely beautiful.

Beside the veiled woman stood a female servant. The servant was tall and pretty, but not beautiful. She wore tight-fitting clothes with a black sword hanging from her waist. She herself stood like a sword, her energy piercing the heavens.

"Princess," the black-clad servant spoke in a low, respectful tone, "there are too many people here. We had best leave, in case something dangerous happens."

The veiled vivacious woman smiled and, waving, said nothing. But her actions made it clear to the black-clad servant that she wasn't leaving.

No one would have guessed that the conflict between Qingfeng Li and Qingyang Xue would draw the Princess of a high-tier dynasty here to spectate. If anyone knew, they would no doubt be shocked, even going as far as running over in an attempt to curry favor with her.

After all, the Princess of a high-tier dynasty held more power than even Qingyang Xue.

Qingfeng Li paid the chattering of the crowd no mind. There was only one person in his sights, and that was Qingyang Xue. As far as he was concerned, defeating the other wasn't too difficult of a task.

Qingyang Xue walked forward. With each step, the energy radiating from him grew a bit stronger. The meteor stone pavement, however, was unscratched.

This was because the pavement contained monarch level defensive arrays. On top of that, the material was Ninth Class meteor stone. Even with Qingyang Xue's power, he couldn't leave a mark on the ground.

Qingyang Xue stared at Qingfeng Li. "You have one last chance," he said. "Kneel now and beg for my forgiveness. And give the Peach Blossom She-Devil to me. Otherwise, I will definitely send you flying a thousand feet with one punch. It might even kill you."

Qingfeng Li glanced back at him. "You nag too much," he said nonchalantly. "Hurry up and attack. Don't bitch around like a woman.

A hint of cold light flashed across Qingyang Xue's eyes. This was the first time anyone had dared to ridicule him like this. Qingfeng Li had called him a woman. This reckless bastard, he would have him know that he was a devilish self-cultivator. He practiced devilish techniques that were extremely powerful.

He had killed orthodox self-cultivators before by blowing their bodies apart with one punch. There wasn't even a body left when he was done. Just now, he had wanted to give Qingfeng Li a chance and wanted to humiliate him. He hadn't expected the other to humiliate him instead.

Qingyang Xue roared in fury, "You asked for this!"

"Blood Demon Fist!" Qingyang Xue cried. Activating his demonic technique, he swung out his right fist, forming a forty-thousand-foot bloody fist formed from demonic energy.

Devilish energy roiled on the surface of the fist, not black, but red devilish energy. It was formed from the blood of all the people he had slaughtered in the past.

Killing intent radiated from him. Around them, self-cultivators felt the powerful murderous energy and they all backed away.

They couldn't withstand this kind of energy. It made both their bodies and souls tremble. Tearing the sky and earth and void all apart, it stained the world blood red.

In the distance, the Princess of the high-tier dynasty stood among the crowd. She furrowed her brows, evidently not used to this kind of devilish technique. It had a soul-sucking quality to it.

Qingfeng Li, on the other hand, stood in the same spot, his expression calm. He paid it no mind, not until the other's fist was about to hit him.

It was only then that Qingfeng Li activated his Mortal Purgatory Body and his Gold Dao Seed, along with the Dragon Bone. He gathered these three immense forces onto his right fist.

With a lightning-fast motion, Qingfeng Li swung out his fist. It was enveloped in three different kinds of light, There was golden light, the darkness of hell talisman scriptures, and the dragon-light from the Dragon Bone. Each of them alone was enough to shatter the world, but now all three struck out together with a force that could tear apart all of existence.

Boom, boom, boom….

The moment Qingfeng Li's fist collided with that of Qingyang Xue, the Blood Demon Fist was blown apart. The forty-thousand-foot bloody fist was reduced to fragments that faded away into the air.

Meeting no resistance, Qingfeng Li's fist collided heavily with Qingyang Xue's body, sending him flying back for a thousand feet. He flew into a millennium-old tree, snapping the hundred-foot trunk straight in half.