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The Demon Tiger King's mournful howl sent a chill through people's hearts, for despite its tough hide and iron bones, it could not withstand Qin Yi's wild thrashings and smashes.

Qin Yi's body was completely disproportionate to the Demon Tiger King, like an ant to an elephant, yet this ant managed to shake the elephant.

"Ah..."

Qin Yi let out a furious roar, exerting strength in his arms, veins bulging, as he swung the Demon Tiger King's tail into a windmill, then charged into the herd of demon beasts.

"Bang bang..."

A giant wolf was sent flying by the Demon Tiger King's body, its skin split and bones fractured.

Puff!

A three-meter-long weasel was instantly smashed into a mist of blood by the Demon Tiger King's body.

"Bang!"

He swung the Demon Tiger King towards a giant python, smashing it into minced meat.

The Demon Tiger King was completely used by Qin Yi as a giant sledgehammer, a swing here and a bash there, any creature struck by the Demon Tiger King's mountain-like body was either dead or injured.

Qin Yi swung the Demon Tiger King's body, rampaging through the beast herd, recklessly chaotic.

Apart from the Demon Tiger King, the other demon beasts were very low-level, lacking spiritual wisdom, but they had an instinctive fear and retreated one after another.

But Qin Yi, like the reborn Chu the Tyrant, wielding the Demon Tiger King, chased down the demon beasts and smashed them.

The body of the Demon Tiger King was too large, like a small mountain, smashing and destroying everything in its path, the ground cracking as green blood soaked into the sand, turning it into slurry.

The Demon Tiger King's bones shattered to an unknown extent, blood oozing from its mouth and nose, struggling desperately to escape, but it was all in vain.

Qin Yi held the Demon Tiger King's giant tail, a sweep could kill or injure a large area, swinging and smashing ensured some demon beasts turned into mush.

A hundred meters around Qin Yi became a vacuum zone, with demon beasts fleeing in all directions.

The commander of this beast herd was the Demon Tiger King, but now it was used as a tool, how could the low-level demon beasts not be afraid?

"Hiss!"

Qin Yi was gleefully swinging the Demon Tiger King's tail, when suddenly his hand lightened, and he almost stumbled.

The Demon Tiger King abandoned its tail, severing it to save itself.

Qin Yi disdainfully discarded the half tail in his hand, "Are you a gecko? Able to sever your tail for survival."

The Demon Tiger King was too miserable, its skin torn and bones shattered to an unfathomable extent. Huge white bone spurs pierced through its flesh, looking terrifying, its head deformed, blood oozing from its mouth and nose, and its fangs had snapped during Qin Yi's wild smashing.

"Roar...!"

The Demon Tiger King let out a dull roar, green blood gushing from its mouth.

With the Demon Tiger King's roar, the demon beasts stopped charging and gathered around it, protecting and helping it retreat.

The Demon Tiger King was too heavily injured to stand.

Qin Yi sneered, purple light swirling around him, roaring winds howling, as he gently raised his hands, creating two vortices on either side of his body, raising yellow sand into the air, forming two tornados that surged towards the beast herd.

As the tornados moved, they grew larger and larger, like two demon dragons ascending to the sky. Their diameter continuously expanded, from mere tens of centimeters to several meters, and still growing.

The wind roared, yellow sand filled the sky, blocking out the sun.

The Demon Dragon Roll created a terrifying suction, pulling demon beasts into the tornado, where they were shredded into mist with a hiss, completely massacred.

These two tornados were terrifying, with the power to destroy the world, instilling panic just by looking at them.

Countless demon beasts were sucked in and instantly annihilated.

Because the wind in the tornado was not just wind, but Wind Blades.

The two tornados plowed through everything, unstoppable, moving towards the Demon Tiger King.

The Demon Tiger King roared with a voice of fear, struggling to stand, but its injuries were too severe.

"Puff...!"

The two tornados reached the Demon Tiger King, and amidst a wail of anguish, tore it in half at the waist, the colossal body pulling in and turning to mist instantly.

Surrounding demon beasts also failed to escape, with untold casualties.

Without the Demon Tiger King's control, the demon beasts were terrified, screaming in panic, roaring, and turning to flee.

"Kill."

Qin Yi shouted, charging past.

"Hmm?"

Leaping forward, Qin Yi felt something was wrong, looking back, he saw those armored warriors dumbfounded, standing in place.

"Why aren't you chasing them, taking the chance to annihilate these demon beasts?"

No one answered, these armored warriors were as if petrified.

Qin Yi awkwardly scratched his nose, secretly complaining: these guys are so rude.

The leader of the armored warriors trembled slightly, as if shaking off his shock, eyes exposed filled with admiration as he approached a few steps, clasped his fist and said, "Thank you for your assistance."

Qin Yi turned back, "You're welcome, why don't you pursue the chase?"

"Don't worry, without the Demon Tiger King, they can't escape, other Sand Ships will intercept them," he replied.

With that, he gestured in the air, and a loud horn suddenly sounded from the large ship, presumably transmitting a message.

"Brother Qin, are you alright?" Mo Wuji and a few others approached.

Qin Yi shook his head slightly, then called out, and from afar, the little creature wagged its head and scampered over, deftly leaping into Qin Yi's arms.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The group looked over to see the armored leader remove his helmet, revealing a rugged face, with thick eyebrows and leopard eyes, a stubbly beard, not looking very friendly, around forty or fifty years of age.

"I'm Wang Zheng, the captain of this Sand Ship, and thank you again for your righteous aid."

"Qin Yi, this is Mo Wuji, and this fairy is Bai Jingqing..." Qin Yi said.

Wang Zheng exclaimed in surprise, "You're Qin Yi?"

"You know me?"

"It's our first meeting, but I know your name, the news came down from above two days ago, mentioning how you helped a village. If you had said you were Qin Yi earlier, we wouldn't have had such a misunderstanding," Wang Zheng said with a wry smile.

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, "The person you were chasing was called Fang Ran, he mentioned my name more than once."

"He did?" Wang Zheng looked puzzled.

Qin Yi: "..."

Seriously, are your ears clogged with green hats?

"Message from above? How did your superiors know about me?"

Wang Zheng replied, "It must have been reported by the village. We received orders not to trouble you if we encountered you."

"It seems it was the old Village Chief or Cang Ziming who reported it," Qin Yi looked at Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji nodded slightly, "It should be."

Wang Zheng looked around at the mountain of demon beast corpses, laughing broadly, "This time we really owe it to you, otherwise I don't know how many of my brothers would have been killed or wounded. You saved everyone's lives, please accept our gratitude."

Saying this, Wang Zheng pressed his right hand to his left chest and knelt on one knee.

"Whoosh!"

Over two hundred armored warriors simultaneously knelt, right hand over left chest, movements in unison.

This gesture must be the ceremonial gesture of gratitude here.