Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1245 1156: Second Palace Gate

Seeing the middle-aged man blocking the way, Wang Yan's face showed no expression. He raised a finger and pointed at him, saying, "All right then, just need a dog to lead the way, it will be you."

Hearing Wang Yan's words, the middle-aged man was so angry that his cheeks puffed out, and his face showed a look of fury: "Boy, even if you now present me the map, I will cut your flesh piece by piece, making you wish you were dead."

At this moment, Wang Yan's raised finger was still pointing at the middle-aged man, and he asked indifferently, "Do you disagree?"

"Disagree, you ghost, I want to kill you--"

The middle-aged man shouted, already extremely angry, considering himself a Demon Saint, yet being humiliated by a Demon Emperor in public.

And the dozen Demon Emperors following Wang Yan secretly sighed, lamenting: It is said Jia Mo is a fool; seeing it today, it's indeed true. To challenge a Demon Saint is truly courting death.

Only Meng secretly murmured, vaguely guessing that maybe the outcome wasn't as everyone imagined.

As everyone lamented for Jia Mo, Wang Yan suddenly bent the finger pointing at the middle-aged man.

With just this slight action, the middle-aged man, who was jumping with rage, suddenly rushed towards Wang Yan.

Seeing the middle-aged man's immense momentum, the dozen Demon Emperors behind immediately praised loudly.

"Good!"

"What speed!"

"What a fierce offensive!"

...

But amidst the cheers, they felt something was wrong.

Because the middle-aged man's body was twisting, head forward, legs backward, and his butt sticking out, completely as if an invisible rope was pulling him forward by the neck, having nothing to do with a fierce attack.

Yet even so, some still believed this was the middle-aged man's unique attack method.

Thus, among the dozen Demon Emperors, seven or eight continued to cheer.

But then, the middle-aged man's mouth let out a pig-slaughtering howl: "Let go of me--"

This pig-like howl immediately interrupted the cheers, leaving one slightly slow-reacting man still loudly saying: "Good, not only is the attack fierce, even the cry has a unique style."

But as the cheer finished, the middle-aged man had already flown to Wang Yan, his neck landing just perfectly on Wang Yan's hooked finger.

With a "snap", his neck was clamped precisely by Wang Yan's fingers, fitting perfectly with no error, as if the middle-aged man deliberately sent his neck into Wang Yan's fingers.

Then Wang Yan lifted his finger, raising the middle-aged man's body into the air.

Seeing this, Meng immediately recalled the feeling when caught by Wang Yan, making his neck tighten and slightly breathless.

At this point, the loudly shouting Demon Emperors were thoroughly stupefied.

They stared at the middle-aged man held up by Wang Yan, utterly incapable of resistance, unable to believe their eyes.

Then Wang Yan blandly asked the middle-aged man, "I need a dog to lead the way, do you agree?"

The middle-aged man's throat was clamped, unable to speak, only able to blink desperately to signal agreement.

Wang Yan faintly nodded, releasing his finger, and the middle-aged man immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperors finally understood, realizing Jia Mo was truly a powerful figure, a mid-level Demon Saint completely overpowered, perhaps Jia Mo secretly cultivated and reached Demon Saint Great Perfection?

Thinking back to cheering for the middle-aged man, the dozen Demon Emperors immediately turned to flee in terror.

Wang Yan glanced at the middle-aged man, saying, "Catch all of them for me."

The middle-aged man, just catching his breath, heard Wang Yan's words, nodded immediately, and flew after those Demon Emperors.

The dozen Demon Emperors saw the middle-aged man pursuing them, terrified into a desperate escape, but the middle-aged man's speed quickly caught up.

"Spare us--"

The Demon Emperors quickly pleaded for mercy.

But although the middle-aged man caught up to them, he did not grab them, but instead ran past them, continuing to flee.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperors finally realized the middle-aged man was also trying to escape.

As the middle-aged man fled further, he shouted, "Boy, who are you? Dare to leave your name?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he cried in pain, his body falling from the air, rolling on the ground in agony.

Yet no one saw how Wang Yan acted.

The middle-aged man loudly begged Wang Yan for mercy, but Wang Yan showed no reaction, only turning to walk forward.

As Wang Yan walked further, the middle-aged man's pain worsened.

Suddenly the middle-aged man understood, suppressing the pain, he stood up, loudly shouted, releasing all his power, immediately enveloping the escaping Demon Emperors.

Then the middle-aged man soared into the air, taking the Demon Emperors, quickly chasing after Wang Yan.

Landing behind Wang Yan, the middle-aged man dropped the Demon Emperors and kneeled, shouting, "Spare me, I was wrong, spare me."

Only now did Wang Yan blandly say, "Lead the way."

With these words, the middle-aged man realized his pain inexplicably vanished.

Immediately filled with dread towards Wang Yan's methods, he quickly got up, ran ahead of Wang Yan, truly resembling a dog leading the way.

And those Demon Emperors dared not escape.

Now they could only follow Wang Yan in fear.

With a Demon Saint leading the way and a dozen Demon Emperors following behind, lesser beings dared not provoke Wang Yan.

But after all, the middle-aged man was only a mid-level Demon Saint, those higher might still trouble Wang Yan.

However, Wang Yan rejected none, no matter the level, anyone approaching was drawn into Wang Yan's hand by a finger and their neck clamped.

Seeing Wang Yan's simple move, even Demon Saints fell; Meng, always following behind, instantly felt relieved.

Since even Demon Saints lost, his own defeat meant nothing.

As the Demonic cultivators confronting Wang Yan grew stronger, eventually Wang Yan even captured Luo Yuan to lead the way.

With a Demon Saint Great Perfection leading, Wang Yan truly settled calmly, no one daring to disturb him.

Continuing several miles forward, the second entrance to Qinrong Palace appeared in the distance.