CHAPTER 1465: CHAPTER 1465: WHO IS THE HERO

The two heads of the Three-Headed Jiao were fuming, it was a mighty and strange beast, yet it was being handled like a soft egg.

It leapt out, eager to show off in front of the Qingyi woman, and shouted fearlessly at Long Fei, "Human Race, I’ll gnaw you down to nothingness!"

Roar!

With a long roar, the two heads of the Three-Headed Jiao opened their big mouths and spewed out two flames, which surged wildly toward Long Fei.

The fiery blast rushed, evaporating the water of the pond, causing white mist to swirl.

Everyone watching felt a jolt in their hearts, thinking if they got close, they would definitely be burned to ashes.

City Lord Guo Jing clutched his hand tightly, secretly sweating for Long Fei.

Only Chu Feng remained calm, even with a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Long Fei raised his hand, holding a Banana Fan.

Suddenly, the Banana Fan flashed with green light, creating a fierce wind that shielded him, and it shattered the two flames.

The Three-Headed Jiao naturally knew about his Precious Fan. Spitting fire was just a feint; its speed was lightning fast, with blue scales clattering like a falling meteor, crashing toward Long Fei.

"Human Race, prepare to die!"

Its entire body burned with essence blood, wrapping in a glow of blood.

The Qingyi woman’s brows furrowed tightly; seeing Long Fei wielding a defiance against the heavens’ Magical Treasure, she couldn’t help but feel a tension in her heart, thinking this Three-Headed Jiao might lose its life.

Sure enough, Long Fei made his move.

His right hand formed a Mutton Fat Jade Handprint in the air, growing ten meters large, shining with serene white light, and grabbed the Three-Headed Jiao coming towards him.

"What?"

The Three-Headed Jiao was startled, opened its mouth wide, and sprayed fire.

The Mutton Fat Jade Handprint formed an Earth Elemental Barrier, countering the flames, crackling loudly, but its speed did not reduce in the slightest, covering the Three-Headed Jiao in mid-air and slap down fiercely.

The surrounding Earth Elemental Force moved, as if a giant mountain was pressing on the Three-Headed Jiao.

"Demon King, save me!"

The Three-Headed Jiao struggled violently upward, but was firmly grasped by the handprint.

Knowing it wasn’t a match for Long Fei, it urgently called the Qingyi woman for help.

But the Qingyi woman had promised Long Fei, how could she break her word and lend a hand?

The Three-Headed Jiao despairingly opened its mouth wide, biting and gnawing at the Jade Handprint. Its sharp teeth cracked; blood spilled from the corners of its mouth, yet it continued to struggle desperately.

It was a futile fight, a desperate struggle.

No matter how much power it burst forth, it could not escape the handprint, watching helplessly as it was slammed into the rocky ground below.

Under the handprint, the void sank.

The wind rose around, making the spectators’ eyes glaze over.

With a loud boom, the earth shook violently.

"I refuse to accept it!"

The Three-Headed Jiao wailed, blood fog sprayed as it was beaten into the mountain ground by the giant handprint.

It sank ten meters down, becoming a muddy puddle.

The demon core from its body flew out, and Long Fei quickly collected it, sealing it in his Storage Ring.

The demon core of a Demonic Beast is a bit different from the Golden Core of the Human Race, being the Essential Qi accumulated in its Dantian.

The demon core is tough and can be transformed into Primal Source Treasure.

If nourished in the Dantian for years, it’s not much inferior to some Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

"It’s dead!"

"The demonic beast is dead!"

"This young man killed the demonic beast!"

"My God, the demonic beast is dead!"

"..."

All the cultivators watching jumped up excitedly, immediately turning their worshipful gaze to Long Fei.

Xiao Chen, sitting cross-legged on the ground, spat out more blood; besides Guo Xiang caring about his life and death, no one else looked, all focused on who came out victorious.

The indifference of human emotions is fully displayed here.

They can exalt you to the highest, then you will fall the hardest.

Xiao Chen’s belly was filled with resentment, blood rushing to his head, and he fainted.

The Qingyi woman stared at Long Fei, for a long time before she let out a muffled shout, "It’s already dead, can you leave now?"

"Thank you, lady, for your kindness!"

Long Fei cupped his fists, signaling the City Lord to take everyone away.

Chu Feng, that scoundrel, couldn’t move at the sight of a beauty, wanting eagerly to exchange a few blows with the Qingyi woman, but was forcibly dragged away by Long Fei.

He could tell that the Qingyi woman was not ordinary with her skills.

Being so calm, she surely has some Magical Treasures to rely on. The key is, her cultivation level is something Long Fei couldn’t decipher.

He and Chu Feng were to stay in Xiangyang for a while, no rush to deal with the Qingyi woman.

A large group started a parade, banging gongs, beating copper drums, serenading Long Fei and Chu Feng back to Xiangyang City.

The Lord of Xiangyang was pleased, didn’t expect Long Fei to be so powerful, slapping the Three-Headed Evil Jiao into bloody mud with one hand.

If such a person could be used by him, then he wouldn’t have to care about the Mount Heng Sect, Wudang Sect, or Shennong Valley’s forces, he could act as he pleased.

Xiao Chen was defeated, Long Fei was victorious.

This news spread like wings, like a gust of wind blowing across Xiangyang City.

Not waiting for Long Fei to enter the city, half the city knew it was he who killed the Evil Dragon.

The crowds rushed eagerly, gathering on the streets to catch sight of this new hero.

The official road was spacious, yet suddenly it was crowded with spectators.

On the buildings on both sides, buzzing and humming, were packed with onlookers.

Long Fei and Chu Feng were somewhat surprised; even killing a demon in South Yangtze County didn’t get such a grand occasion.

They didn’t know Xiangyang City’s customs, being a place battled over often, that made the folk quite fierce, regardless of gender, in their hearts, they only worship the strong. If a strong one is defeated, they will transfer their admiration to the new strong one, repeating through generations.

Long Fei now undoubtedly replaced Xiao Chen as the new strong one.

Compared to the glory of Long Fei and Chu Feng, Xiao Chen was carried into Xiangyang City.

If it weren’t for the City Lord’s daughter Guo Xiang lending a hand, he would not have anyone look after him while rolling on the mountain.

Originally, Guo Xiang wanted to take Xiao Chen back to the mansion for healing, but was scolded by her father Guo Jing.

Helplessly, she had to arrange for someone to send Xiao Chen back to the Precious Sparrow Tower.

Back at the mansion, Guo Jing immediately set up a banquet to entertain Long Fei and Chu Feng.

This time, regardless if the cultivators who went with them exerted any effort, he hosted a feast to entertain everyone, preparing banquets to treat them.

Whether his own soldiers or the cultivators present.

Any who went, were all rewarded with a hundred taels.

The world’s cultivators aren’t all like Long Fei who doesn’t lack money.

A hundred taels of gold is quite a fortune for them.

Guo Xiang was furious at her father’s attitude, locked herself in her room, threw a fit, and kicked the tables and chairs to pieces.

Seeing Long Fei and Chu Feng made her increasingly displeased, feeling ever since these two appeared, her brother Xiao Chen had run into bad luck.

This time was more unfortunate, his Magical Treasure was destroyed by a demon, and he was beaten so badly he couldn’t stand up.

While people celebrated outside, she sneaked out of the mansion to go to the Precious Sparrow Tower to see her brother Xiao Chen.