Tribute to the Demon King

At this moment, the little girl looks as indestructible as a mountain made of steel——

Its power immediately rises from the ground, passing through the waist and reaching the shoulders.Multiplying the power of the feet on the ground, the turning of the waist, and the twisting of the shoulders, what you hit is an unstoppable roar!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracking, Zhou Yi's chest suddenly sank, and the scorching hot blood spurted out of his mouth suddenly due to the huge pressure.The penetrating impact shot out from his chest and back, and the surrounding air trembled violently along with the ground.

However, even though Zhou Yi's strength whipped up strong winds behind him, under Luo Hao's ingenious strength control, Zhou Yi was not repelled half a step.

Then Luo Hao took half a step back, raised his left elbow, and struck Zhou Yi's heart violently!

At the same time, Luo Hao stepped into the inside of Zhou Yi's legs with his left leg, pushed his knees together, and delivered a beautiful blow to the stiff Zhou Yi.

The two crisp attacks were completed in an instant.

Not even a second has passed since Zhou Yi chopped down the holy spear.In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive positions shift instantly, and the situation changes suddenly——

However, even though his mind was blank and his consciousness almost flew away from his body, Zhou Yi subconsciously swung the Holy Spear and lashed at his body violently, making a fierce counterattack.

This time Luo Hao didn't evade, and took the blow with her back forcefully. Even though the blood burst from her back, her hands didn't tremble at all.

——If you can't bear this blow, you might as well just die.

At this moment, Luo Hao's eyes contained a seriousness that was not joking at all.

The long-lost Luo Hao, who was at full strength, was no different from the Martial God walking on the ground.

It's just that it's fiercer, fiercer, and more irresistible than that.

Luo Hao's left arm, which was injured by Zhou Yi before, approached Zhou Yi's neck softly, and at the same time, his left leg suddenly exerted force according to the previous force, and threw Zhou Yi who was floating in the air for a short time to the ground!

That soft strength is actually huge.

The blow that threw him to the ground, even if it was done by Lu Yinghua, could easily break the spine of a grown man.

Zhou Yi's back collided violently with the ground, and the blood all over his body rushed to his back in an instant.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Zhou Yi's face was pale at first, and then flushed strangely.At the same time, the pieces of viscera that were still steaming hot, together with the scorching hot blood that glowed like lava, coughed out from Zhou Yi's throat with a bang.

Rolling half a circle on the ground in pain, Zhou Yi kept coughing, propped his hands on the ground, and tightly grasped the dry and cracked soil on the ground. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he could no longer cough up the internal organs.

"How about it, King Zhou? This is the ultimate state of martial arts that Luo Hao, who is at full strength, is showing you."

Luo Hao smiled complacently, and his long black hair was slightly disheveled: "Even if I only use the same speed and strength as you, it only takes two hits to defeat you... No, to be precise, only one hit is enough. In that What followed was nothing but sadism."

"what……"

With a hoarse throat, Zhou Yi used the magic gun to support himself and slowly stood up. The blood soaked from the lower half of his face to his abdomen in one breath, but Zhou Yi didn't seem to feel anything about it.

He just stretched out his hand to recall the Holy Spear, raised it slowly again, and pointed at Luo Hao.

"Good point. But it's pointless."

With a hoarse and dry voice, Zhou Yi stared closely at Luo Hao: "I'm still standing. I can still hold the spear, so the victory is not yet decided...let's continue fighting."

Hearing this, Luo Hao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? King Zhou, are you sure? It's not just a momentary display of prowess, but are you really ready to die?"

"of course."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, and replied without hesitation.

Lu Yinghua at the side was stunned.

It was clearly agreed that it was just a visit, but it has turned into an irresolvable death struggle since I don't know when.

Unable to restrain himself, the young child begged Luo Hao: "Master, please be merciful! If their king is killed on this piece of Italian land..."

"—Stay back, Eagle!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Hao immediately rebuked.

A huge whirlwind rose from the ground, knocking Lu Yinghua into the air immediately, and threw him into the distance.

"Heroes cherish heroes! The King of Zhou is definitely not a fool. He is challenging me now. He must have already thought about the consequences."

Luo Hao reprimanded seriously: "At this time, avoiding and not fighting is an insult to King Zhou. You also remember it for me. If you are in this situation in the future, you are not allowed to hide or run away! Hold your head up and fight!" To death!"

"...Yes, Master."

Lu Yinghua stood up respectfully, not even daring to brush off the dirt on his body, so he lowered his head and responded in a low voice showing his unbearable embarrassment.

Then, Luo Hao said to Zhou Yi solemnly: "King Zhou, I respect you for being a man. I swear to you, if anything happens to you this time, I will take good care of your family members."

"Then there's no need, I'll raise it myself."

Zhou Yi couldn't help laughing, and suddenly said with a smile: "I will still beat you upright. But I declare in advance that my next move is not my move. If the leader thinks it is wrong, I just don't use it."

"It's okay."

Luo Hao said without hesitation: "If you can use it, it belongs to you. If I, Luo Hao, are defeated, I will never say no."

Obtaining the promise, Zhou Yi smiled slightly.

Then, he closed his eyes slightly, and completely sank his mind into the spear in his hand.

Chapter 50 The Wisdom of the Demon Realm

Even though his body was in constant pain, Zhou Yi's mind was extremely calm and clear.