Chapter Ninety-Three: Purple Fire Demon Lion
"Zhirou, you and I have known each other for a long time, but I have never given you any decent gifts. It just so happens that you are here today, and when I get rid of this little Phantom Mink, I will give you this piece of fur......"
Zhao Zhiheng smiled lightly, his tone was full of confidence, as if he thought that Zhu Zhirou would definitely accept his gift. The fur of the Phantom God Mink Demon King is soft and beautiful, and it has an amazing defense against the Purple Fire Demon Lion. Such treasures are rare even in the imperial capital, and many famous princesses in the empire are eager to see this thing as a treasure.
"Zhao Zhiheng!"
Zhu Zhirou's face was frosty, and she directly interrupted his words, and her words were full of unspeakable coldness: "If you dare to hurt this phantom mink, I, Zhu Zhirou, will be inseparable from you!" ”
"Well, I see...... It turns out that you like this little Phantom Mink, and that's fine. When I return to the Imperial Capital, I will ask a Great Void Spell Master to erase his memories and train him into a head! Could it be an innate spirit?! ”
At this time, the body of the middle-aged general of the Heavenly Rank Realm shook slightly, and there was an indescribable shock in his eyes. His voice was not loud, but it rang in everyone's ears like a morning bell, and in an instant, the faces of those who understood the words "innate spirit", including Zhao Zhiheng, changed.
"This kid is actually an innate spirit body?"
Zhao Zhiheng and the others' faces were cloudy, and the contempt and disdain they showed for Ye Xing at the beginning had been reduced a lot, but they had become a little more dignified. Obviously, the weight of the four words of innate spirit body is not light at all.
"What is an innate spirit ......?"
Ye Xing's face was silent, but his heart was also very strange, he didn't know what kind of innate spirit he was. I had to secretly write down this term and have a chance to figure out what it was all about.
"Hmph, what about the Innate Spirits? As long as it doesn't grow, it's useless! ”
Zhao Zhiheng saw that most of his subordinates were surprised by Ye Xing in front of him, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart, so he snorted coldly. But even he didn't notice that there was a hint of jealousy in his tone.
"Kill him, and I'll give you double portions of today's food."
Immediately, Zhao Zhiheng glanced at the fierce lion-shaped demon beast behind him, and commanded lightly. Sure enough, after hearing this, the lion's eyes lit up with purple flames wrapped around his body, and he immediately showed an astonishing killing intent towards Ye Xing, it seemed that the reward of the former was not small for it.
"Yes, master."
The lion greedily stretched out his purple-black tongue, and his eyes were full of bloodlust.
"Purple Fire Demon Lion!"
Ye Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, this lion had a purple flame on its back, and it was so ferocious, and he also spoke out people's words. With the insight he had cultivated after absorbing Situ Ming's fragmented memories that day, he recognized the lion's true origin at a glance.
The Purple Fire Demon Lion is brutal and bloodthirsty by nature, and his body is full of irritable combat factors, which can be said to be born for battle. This kind of demon beast has amazing combat power, and when it fights, it is like a mad dog, and it is desperate all the time, and neither the warrior nor the demon beast wants to be its enemy.
"Boy, don't say that I'm a bully, I don't care to do anything to you with your cultivation. But you just contradicted me, and you dared to hurt my men, and there must be an explanation for this matter. I'll give you a chance, today, only one of you and my Purple Fire Demon Lion can get out of here alive. ”
Zhao Zhiheng said coldly.
"Zhao Zhiheng, you deceive people too much!"
Zhu Zhirou shouted angrily, the innate combat power of the Purple Fire Demon Lion is extremely amazing, and now after being promoted to a demon general, his combat power has increased even more. Especially after Zhao Zhiheng's cruel training, in the Tongxuan Realm, even the four or five strong people of Tongxuan may not be able to defeat it with full certainty!
And Ye Xing is just a martial artist who has not yet reached the Xuan Realm. Not to mention Ye Xing, even Zhu Zhirou is not sure that she can beat this purple fire demon lion, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Zhiheng is going to put the former to death!
"Zhirou, don't be mistaken. I am willing to give this kid a way out, because I have a big heart, not that this kid has enough strength to make me jealous. If I really wanted to kill him, it would be easy. ”
Zhao Zhiheng sneered, as the third prince of his empire, it was indeed very simple to kill a nobody who could not reach the Xuan Realm. However, in Ye Xing's view, his behavior is undoubtedly to hang the archway of chastity.
"Are you betting with me?"
Ye Xing and Zhao Zhiheng looked at each other, and they didn't mean to be overwhelmed by each other's momentum at all. He could see that the other party, as the third prince of the empire, had already reached the Tongxuan Realm with a single cultivation, and was much higher than Zhu Zhirou, not only his own strength but also the forces behind him were far from what he could deal with now.
However, this does not mean that Ye Xing should be afraid of him.
Let the entire Brilliant Spirit Empire behind you support you, and let your cultivation realm be higher than mine, so what? I am proud, how can you easily overwhelm me?
"You can understand it that way."
Zhao Zhiheng smiled faintly, as if he had a chance to win.
"Since you're so confident, I'll add some chips to you. If I win, you're going to get me out of here at once, and I'll never have to trouble this mink again." If I lose, then I will be at your disposal without regrets. ”
Ye Xing said without humility or arrogance: "As the third prince of the Huangling Empire, you shouldn't even have such courage, right?" ”
"Why not make a bet with you? I could take your life at any time, am I still afraid of you? ”
Zhao Zhiheng's eyes were slightly cold, Ye Xing was obviously agitating him, that is, he was deliberately provoking him, but he was completely sure of winning, and he was not worried that he would lose at all. Again, in the face of absolute strength, all intrigues and tricks are useless!
The Purple Fire Demon Lion was raised by him personally, and no one knew the strength of this demon general better than him, even if Ye Xing could defeat one of his subordinates in the Xuan Realm? Under the hands of the Purple Fire Demon Lion, there were not a hundred or eighty martial artists of that level who died.
"Less nonsense! Boy, let me taste what your blood tastes like! ”
At this time, the Purple Fire Demon Lion roared in a low voice, and it actually pounced on Ye Xing without warning. The black claws that shimmered with sharp light stretched out like lightning, and the target was Ye Xing's neck! The latter conjured up an unpredictable footstep trajectory with the spirit monkey body method, and easily avoided this claw.