Chapter 181: The Western Regions' Heavenly Wind Demon Thief Gang, Eleven-Man Group

  The aura of the Yellow Soul Realm was extremely overbearing. If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would definitely be crushed and unable to move. But Yi Chen only used one punch to disperse it.

  "How is that possible?" Er Gou's eyes widened in surprise at the strength displayed by this little guy, which was truly beyond his expectations.

  "The Yellow Soul Realm is nothing more than this." Ignoring the other's gaze, Yi Chen smiled indifferently and said.

  "It's just a small quasi-yellow soul realm, yet it dares to be so arrogant." Er Gou reacted and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. He was one realm higher than Yi Chen and could accurately sense the other party's cultivation.

  "Cut the crap, bring out the dog." A solemn expression emerged on his face as Yi Chen began to stir up his soul power.

  If it were someone else, he would definitely not lend a hand, but with Weena and him, they've been through thick and thin together, so if he didn't help, that wouldn't be like him.

  "Kid, since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish. This is the price of being a hero." Er Gou's body trembled, his toes pointed, and he flew towards Yi Chen at incredible speed.

  "Die!" In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Yi Chen, Er Gou swung his massive fist, as big as a sand pot, and blasted towards Yi Chen's head. He didn't use his soul power, in his eyes, the Quasi-Huang Soul Realm was nothing but like ants.

  At this moment, Yi Chen's face revealed a strange smile, and he did not choose to dodge. His fist clenched, emitting a piercing bone-crushing sound, and then with a whistling wind sound, he rapidly charged forward.

  "Peng" a big and small fist fiercely collided together, then an unbelievable scene appeared before everyone's eyes, only to see Er Gou's body tremble, and then he was shaken out.

  "What a ferocious and tyrannical physical strength, it's actually even stronger than the physical strength of the Huang Soul Realm." Seeing such results, those national masters' faces showed surprise.

  "How is that possible." Er Gou also dared not to believe, just now he thought that relying on physical strength, he could steadily suppress the opponent, but did not expect to be counterattacked by Yi Chen.

  They didn't know that Yi Chen had tempered his body in the magma, and now he could suppress a cultivator at the quasi-Huang Soul Realm with his physical strength.

  Even if it's just a physical confrontation, even if he's only at the quasi-Huangyun boundary, he can still suppress him, let alone those like Er Gou who are at the Huangyun boundary.

  "Die!" Seizing the victory, Yi Chen's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his body shot out like a whirlwind, and in an instant, he appeared behind Er Gou. His body leapt into the air, his right foot shooting out like a cannonball, sweeping towards Er Gou's head.

  "Hmph." Er Gou's heart skipped a beat, his right hand covering his neck in defense, before he was kicked flying by Yi Chen, letting out a muffled grunt in mid-air.

  A dull thud was heard as "Peng" crashed into a pillar and fell to the ground, sending dust swirling around.

  "It's not just physical strength that's formidable, but also the speed is terrifying. What kind of person is that little demon?" This time, it's not just those national masters, even the cultivators who fought against them looked at Yi Chen with a clearly different gaze.

  As companions, they could see the strength of the two dogs very clearly, but he was suppressed by a little ghost, which made them feel extremely unbelievable.

  Under their gaze, Yi Chen fell from mid-air to the ground, raised his head and looked at the place shrouded in sand dust with a solemn expression, without a hint of relaxation on his face, but instead becoming even more solemn.

  "You're quite skilled, but you think that with just a little bit of Three Legs Cat Kung Fu, you can beat me?"

  A cold laugh echoed from the dust, and then the surrounding space shook violently. The dust scattered, and Er Gou appeared unscathed before their eyes. It was extremely clear that Yi Chen's previous attack had not caused him any harm.

  "Although his physical strength is strong, after all, he only has a quasi-yellow soul boundary cultivation, and he is not an opponent for the Second Dog at all." One of Er Gou's companions looked at Yi Chen with a teasing gaze.

  "In this same boundary, there aren't many cultivators who can fight us to a draw. You are not ordinary cultivators, what kind of people are you?" A national teacher coldly shouted.

  An ordinary Huang Xuan realm cultivator would not have such strength, and it is rare to be able to fight them to a draw. From this, it can be inferred that these people are likely to be extraordinary.

  "It's only now that I've reacted, isn't it a bit too late?" The cultivator who was speaking earlier suddenly stopped attacking, quickly retreated, and then reached out to grab his face skin, slowly tearing it off with force.

  "Rip." The scene was extremely nauseating, and the cultivator had torn off his own face skin in this way. However, what was extremely strange was that there was not a single drop of blood flowing out from his face, and a completely different facial appearance was exposed to the air.

  "Face-changing technique." Yi Chen turned his head, and a sharp glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.

  "Hiss" The remaining few cultivators also stopped attacking, quickly retreating to the side of that cultivator, similarly tearing off their disguises made of human skin, revealing their true appearance.

  This group of people looked no different from ordinary people, but on their foreheads was a mark that resembled a skull, and in their eyes flashed a bloody aura.

  "Wind Scar Mark, you are people from the Western Domain's Tianfeng Demon Thief Group." Seeing the mark on their foreheads, one of the national masters' faces revealed a look of shock and said.

  "I didn't expect that you old fellow still have some insight, we are the eleven members of the Tianfeng Demon Thief Group," Er Gou also tore off his mask, revealing a ferocious face.

  "Western Territory? Heavenly Wind Demon Thief Group? Eleven-man group?" Yi Chen's face showed a look of surprise, Western Territory he did know, it was one of the four major territories, but this Heavenly Wind Demon Thief Group, he had never heard of before.

  "The land on the western border is not fertile, and there are no abundant spiritual stone resources. In such a situation, countless demon thief groups have emerged, among which the Tianfeng Demon Thief Group is one of the two largest. A national teacher muttered to himself not far from Yi Chen."

  Upon hearing this, Yi Chen finally understood the origin of these people and his heart immediately tightened.

  The territory of Xiyu is also extremely vast, and the forces that can be called kings or overlords there may not be much weaker than the three major empires in terms of comprehensive strength.

  "It was originally just a normal mission, but unexpectedly, we encountered the legendary Ice Palace." Er Gou said coldly.

  "Hmph, you Sky Wind Demon Thief Gang are truly despicable. Do you think the Nodi Empire is easy to provoke?" a national teacher said with a serious expression.

  "In terms of strength, the Tianfeng Demon Thief Gang is not afraid of any major force in the Eastern Domain. I advise you not to resist, otherwise we will show no mercy." A cultivator from the Tianfeng Demon Thief Gang said coldly.

  "Our main force is just ahead, you'd better leave quickly." The national teacher's attitude was very firm, without any intention of giving in.

  Everything in the Ice and Snow Palace is not a simple thing, they just used their greatest strength to open the stone gate of this room, how could they easily let go.

  "Then let's send you to hell!" The leader of the eleven-man group shouted coldly, and then mobilized his soul power, leading his companions to attack those national masters.

  At this point, there was no room for further thought, and those national masters also rushed up quickly, once again fighting together with the eleven-man team.

  "Little devil, let me send you to the Western Heaven!" Er Gou looked at Yi Chen with a fierce gaze and spoke in a cold tone.

  Yi Chen's heart tightened, his fists clenched instantly, and he didn't waste any words with the opponent. His body trembled, leaving a residual shadow in the air as he charged towards Er Gou.

  "Die!" With extreme speed, Yi Chen blinked and arrived behind Er Gou's back. His soul power surged like a tidal wave, quickly wrapping his hands around him, and then brought a crashing sound as he smashed towards Er Gou's head.

  "Peng" Er Gou did not dodge and was hit by Yi Chenba's fist, a dull sound echoing in the air.

  "Really?" Although he hit the mark, Yi Chen's face didn't show any excitement, instead his eyes widened in surprise. He saw that Er Gou's head was surrounded by a strand of soul power, completely neutralizing the impact of his punch.

  "This level of attack can't even touch me." Er Gou sneered, then swiftly turned around with a twist of his waist, his hands darting out like a spirit snake to grab Yi Chen's hands, rendering him immobile.

  "Hiss" At the same time, Er Gou opened his mouth, a strong and powerful soul force fluctuation was emitted, a surge of energy condensed in his mouth.

  "It seems that Er Gou has made a real move, which is usually the most proud assassination technique, enough to deal with an early-stage Yellow Soul Realm cultivator." The other members of the eleven-man group sensed the fluctuation of soul power and looked over coldly.

  As soon as this was said, the national masters' gaze towards Yi Chen couldn't help but tense up. Although they didn't know who that little guy was, he played a very important role, which was to hold off Second Dog.

  If Yichan is killed, then Er Gou will be able to deal with them, and in a ten-to-eleven situation, they will undoubtedly lose.

  "This move is usually used for assassination, you are the first person to have seen it head-on so far. Let me send you to hell, you meddling little devil."

  The two dogs' eyes were extremely ferocious, and the soul power fluctuations released from their mouths became increasingly intense.

  "What?" Sensing that fluctuation of soul power, Yi Chen's face revealed a look of horror, wanting to break free from Er Gou's control, but ultimately failed.

  "Die, Six-Grade Upper Soul Skill - Abdominal Snake Golden Sword!"

  Two dogs issued this sentence, and a dazzling light immediately emanated from his mouth. The soul power condensed into a magnificent golden sword, stabbing towards Yi Chen's throat.

  Such an attack was extremely ruthless. Yi Chen, with his hands locked, could not break free and could not take effective defensive measures.

  "Things are bad, that little guy is in danger." Those national masters were extremely anxious, but at this time they were entangled by their opponents and couldn't get away to help.

  "Damn it."

  The golden sword gradually enlarged in the pupil, and Yi Chen couldn't help but curse silently. At this time, the situation was extremely critical, but the more so, his head became calmer.

  A cold glint flashed in his eyes, Yi Chen's toes tapped the ground, and his body suddenly soared into the air, greatly increasing his height. His abdomen arrived at the place where his head had stopped earlier.

  At this moment, Peng also stabbed the golden sword into Yichen's abdomen, emitting a strange sound.