Scumbag Chapter 107 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (19)

By the time Mingting caught up, Du Heng was already pummeling Ji Yanjun in a one-sided beatdown. Even though the author had blessed Ji Yanju

By the time Mingting caught up, Du Heng was already pummeling Ji Yanjun in a one-sided beatdown. Even though the author had blessed Ji Yanju

By the time Mingting caught up, Du Heng was already pummeling Ji Yanjun in a one-sided beatdown.

Even though the author had blessed Ji Yanjun with exceptional talent, Du Heng was the oldest and most experienced Divine Transformation cultivator among the Ancestors, with centuries of battle prowess under his belt.

Compared to Du Heng, Ji Yanjun was still lacking.

And thanks to Mingting’s earlier tip about the demons’ weakness, Ji Yanjun had to constantly guard the horn on his forehead, preventing him from fighting at full strength.

The longer the battle dragged on, the more injuries Ji Yanjun sustained… and the more he realized something was wrong.

‘Wasn’t Du Heng supposed to be on the verge of death, with his lifespan running out? Why is this old bastard getting fiercer the longer we fight? Is this some last-ditch effort before he croaks?’

When the tip of his horn was sheared off by Du Heng’s Demon-Slaying Blade, Ji Yanjun screamed in agony, stumbling back hundreds of meters.

Thick, dark blood gushed from his forehead, staining his nose and the corners of his eyes.

"You were never injured at all?!"

Ji Yanjun was horrified.

‘Was the news wrong? Was it a trap?’

In his mind, he had already come up with conspiracy theories about this matter.

‘It must be the false information released by Tianji Tower, a scheme to lure us out, make us lower our guard!’

‘Damn Tianji Tower! Damn Wen An!’

"You humans are treacherous!"

Ji Yanjun wiped the blood from his face, his eyes burning crimson with rage, and the demonic energy around him surged violently.

Du Heng, who had been lying low for years due to his injuries, was now fully healed, and Ji Yanjun had walked the muzzle of the gun again. Why spare him when he could just kill him now?

With a swing of his Demon-Slaying Blade, Du Heng split the air itself, aiming straight for Ji Yanjun.

"Hmph! What’s a little demonic energy to me? My injuries were healed long ago!"

"Thanks to Brother Wen An’s brilliant mind, we set this trap just for you. The fishing method was flawless, and we caught a Fox King and a Demon Lord in one go..."

The moment Wen An exposed his injuries, Du Heng had already classified him as an enemy.

Wen An knew how much danger it would bring to Du Heng if the news of his serious injuries spread, but he still did it.

Since that was the case, Du Heng saw no reason to treat Wen An and the whole Tianji Tower as an ally. He had no qualms about throwing them under the bus.

"Since you’re here, I might as well let you die an informed death!"

The Demon-Slaying Blade clashed against Ji Yanjun’s twin maces, and sparks flew with each collision. Ji Yanjun was no match for Du Heng. So in order to survive, he did not care about his pride and summoned the generals to fight Du Heng together in the way unique for the demons.

The demon generals, who had been busy breaking Zhenshan Sect’s barrier, immediately abandoned their task and rushed to their Demon Lord’s aid upon learning that the Demon Lord was in danger.

But just as they were about to reach Du Heng, Mingting appeared, blocking their path.

"Du Heng, leave these guys to me! Keep whittling him down!"

Du Heng hadn’t expected the Little Phoenix to follow him. Because he was worried about Mingting’s safety, his attacks grew even more ruthless.

Ji Yanjun hated Mingting so much now. He ignored his own safety and ordered the demon generals, "Generals, heed my order, kill that damn bird at all costs!"

This Phoenix is now ​​the nemesis of the demonic beasts and the demon race. Right now, all Ji Yanjun wanted was Mingting’s death!

"Yes..."

But before the four demon generals could react, a stream of scorching flames sprayed out and engulfed them. Two of them were instantly reduced to black smoke, and one was half burned.

Only the last one reacted quickly, and with his sixth sense to detect the danger, he turned tail and fled.

‘See? This is what it’s like when a max-level boss bullies noobs!’

Mingting spat another fireball, incinerating the fleeing demon commander before smugly saying to Fengtian.

If the original owner hadn’t been a lovestruck fool, with his Phoenix Bloodline, he would have no problem defeating everyone.

But instead, he was in love and gave all the treasures and beast core to the Female Lead, turning himself from an OP powerhouse into a weakling. It would be strange if he was not despised by the Female Lead and trampled by the Supporting Male Characters.

Fengtian was utterly awestruck by the Phoenix True Flame, ‘This flame is indeed the absolute nemesis of demonic beings!’

"The little one is amazing!"

Du Heng, who had been worried earlier, burst into laughter. Then, with a single slash, he severed Ji Yanjun’s entire arm at the root.

His horns were chipped and one of his arms was gone. In desperation, Ji Yanjun hurled a black orb straight at Mingting.

"You bastard! Kid, watch out!"

Du Heng abandoned Ji Yanjun and lunged toward Mingting.

Boom!

The black orb exploded in the air, rattling Mingting’s eardrums as he tumbled into Du Heng’s arms.

"Little Phoenix, are you alright?!" Du Heng hurriedly checked Mingting. When he found that Mingting was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the thunderfire of the demon race, thank goodness it didn’t hurt you."

‘Thunderfire?’

Mingting sniffed the air, ‘It smelled like demonic energy mixed with sulfur… So it’s basically a primitive grenade.’

Ji Yanjun took advantage of the opportunity when Du Heng rescued Mingting and vanished without a trace.

Mingting was a little regretful about this.

But he soon thought it over, ‘The Female Lead hadn’t even appeared yet, so how could Ji Yanjun die so easily?’

When Du Heng returned to Zhenshan Sect with Ji Yanjun's severed arm, the remaining demon soldiers were no match for him. A few punches later, the battle was over.

Seeing that the Ancestor was safe, the disciples erupted in cheers.

Half an hour later, Le Qing returned, triumphantly holding two bloody fox tails.

Upon learning that Du Heng had long since recovered and he had crushed the demonic factions’ ambush, securing a total victory, Le Qing excitedly lifted Mingting into the air.

"Little Phoenix, your words are golden! You said to leave Bai Chen with two tails, and I actually pulled it off!"

Mingting mentally gave Le Qing a thumbs-up.

A fox’s cultivation was stored in their tails, so now that Bai Chen had lost two of his tails, downgrading from eight-tailed fox to six-tailed fox, his position was in serious jeopardy.

From what Mingting knew, the fox tribe had several six-tailed foxes.

Previously, Bai Chen could suppress them, but now that he lost two of his tails, he’d likely be embroiled in a brutal power struggle upon his return.

As for Ji Yanjun, his strength has been greatly reduced this time. The demon race is unreasonable and only relies on strength to speak, so it is normal for them to fall into internal strife.