"Hahaha..." Zhou Yan suddenly threw his head back and laughed, his voice filled with mockery.
Seeing this, a surge of anger ignited within the demon race powerhouses. "Boy, what are you laughing at?"
"What am I laughing at? Hahaha..." Zhou Yan continued to laugh heartily, tilting his head back.
His demeanor was utterly infuriating.
However, at this moment, no one had the inclination to bother with him, because this human youth had dared to insult them, something they absolutely could not tolerate.
Zhou Yan stopped laughing, his gaze cold as he looked at the demon race powerhouses, and slowly said, "Since you wish to die, I shall send you on your way!"
As the words fell, he took a sudden step forward, his entire form transforming into a streak of light as he shot towards one of the demon race powerhouses.
"You court death!"
Seeing the youth's utter recklessness, the other demon race powerhouses were enkindled with fury.
However, Zhou Yan was completely fearless, for he already knew that these were all just paper tigers.
His target was one particular demon race powerhouse!
"Bang..."
With a dull thud, Zhou Yan's fist slammed heavily into the demon race powerhouse's body. Instantly, a chunk of the demon's chest caved inward, and the indentation continued to spread rapidly.
The demon race powerhouse was stunned by Zhou Yan's punch, his face displaying disbelief.
Not only him, but the other demon race powerhouses around were also gaping in astonishment, taking a long while to regain their senses.
"Damn it, you little bastard, you're finished! How dare you kill my brother!" another demon race powerhouse roared, a long blade instantly condensing on his palm as he slashed towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan let out a cold snort, stomping his right foot heavily on the ground. His body shot upwards, charging directly towards the long blade.
The distance between them was already short, and with Zhou Yan's small stature, under his strength, the long blade almost grazed his cheek as it swept down.
Zhou Yan's fist slammed powerfully onto the blade of the long sword, producing a dull yet piercing sound.
With a "crack," the long blade shattered into several pieces.
Blood spurted from the demon race powerhouse's mouth, his face turning so pale it seemed he would faint at any moment.
"Ah..." The other demon race powerhouses cried out in unison upon seeing this.
They all drew their weapons and charged towards Zhou Yan.
These fellows were, just as he had suspected, merely paper tigers.
Seeing them attack, Zhou Yan's heart relaxed slightly, and his expression became much more at ease.
Suddenly, two streaks of red light flashed in his eyes, and the power within his body circulated wildly.
"Rumble..."
All of Zhou Yan's muscles tensed, and he swung his fists, unleashing a series of muffled explosions.
Under his full burst of power, the attacks from the surrounding demon race powerhouses had no effect whatsoever.
In less than a moment, their bodies were covered in wounds.
"Damn human, die!"
The last remaining demon race powerhouse let out a furious roar, slashing down fiercely with the long blade in his hand.
Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes, his body tilting sharply to evade the blade's attack.
"Bang!"
The long blade struck the ground fiercely, shattering a hard bluestone slab.
"Little bastard, die!" The demon race powerhouse, seeing this, flew into an even greater rage. He flicked his wrist, and the long blade instantly sprang up, bringing a chilling glint as it targeted Zhou Yan's neck.
Seeing the sharp long blade slice through the air and whistle towards him, Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly, and he retreated rapidly.
"Boom..."
The long blade left a deep gash on the ground, emitting a thunderous sound.
The demon race powerhouse, seeing that the blade had failed to kill Zhou Yan, was even more shocked. He scanned Zhou Yan with his eyes, then abruptly raised his head and looked into the distance.
Zhou Yan followed his gaze and saw, in the distance on the horizon, several warships faintly visible, speeding towards them.
Each of these warships was enormous, spanning thousands of meters wide, and emanating a dazzling metallic sheen, giving off an aura of extreme danger.
Zhou Yan recognized the flags and insignia on these ships.
They were the warships of the Chi Xiao Sect!
Were these people so powerful?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically. He quickly turned his head to look at the few demon race powerhouses beside him.
At this moment, those demon race powerhouses had also reacted. Their faces immediately turned ashen, and they cursed inwardly, realizing that if the Chi Xiao Sect's warships captured them, they would truly be in grave danger.
"What do we do?"
One of the demon race powerhouses gritted his teeth and asked.
The other demon race powerhouse frowned, falling into deep silence for a long while before finally making up his mind.
"We fight!"
"Kill!"
"Let's go together, we absolutely cannot let their warships get close."
"Kill them!"
The few demon race powerhouses exchanged glances, then their figures flickered as they immediately charged towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan's pupils contracted, his face turning grim.
"Hmph!"
He let out a cold snort, his toes pushing off the ground. Utilizing the immense recoil, his body shot towards the demon race powerhouses like a cannonball.
His speed was astonishingly fast, reaching the demon race powerhouses in the blink of an eye.
"Kid, you court death!"
The demon race powerhouse roared, his hands gripping the long blade and slashing out fiercely.
"Clang~"
A clear metallic collision echoed in mid-air, emitting an irritating hum that grated on the nerves.
"Pfft!"
A spray of blood erupted, and the demon race powerhouse let out a wail. The long blade in his hand clattered to the ground, his face instantly draining of color.
"Stop resisting, surrender obediently!" Zhou Yan said, coldly staring at the demon race powerhouse.
The demon race powerhouse's face was pale, his eyes filled with panic, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
The gap in strength was simply too vast.
He alone could not possibly resist.
Even all of them combined might not be a match for a single human martial artist.
At this moment, the expressions of the other demon race powerhouses also changed. They each drew the swords at their waists and stood alongside the first demon race powerhouse.
"With so many of us attacking together, even an Emperor would die!" one of the demon race powerhouses sneered, his face displaying a look of playful mockery.
Hearing his words, the other demon race powerhouses all chimed in: "That's right, this time he'll never return."
"Kill..."
With the order from the demon race powerhouse, the remaining demon race powerhouses immediately surged forward.
Seeing this, Zhou Yan's pupils contracted slightly.