Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

A huge wound appeared between his naked chest and abdomen, with a large amount of black flames attached to it!

Zhou Yan, who was about to be hit hard, was spinning horizontally at high speed in the air. The Ye Lian Huo Sword in his hand was burning with flames, making him look like he was surrounded by a black ring of fire.

"Hmph——!" Shuten reacted extremely quickly. He ignored his own injuries and kicked Zhou Yan away.

The two of them suddenly bounced apart in the air.

After several consecutive backward rolls, Shuten landed quickly on the ground. By the time he landed, the horrific sword marks on his chest and abdomen had almost begun to heal.

He gritted his teeth and looked up, only to see a pair of black wings emerging from behind Zhou Yan, who was kicked away by him.

With his wings gently fluttering, Zhou Yan floated to the ground as if ignoring gravity. After landing, his wings naturally fell down and turned into a cloak.

"Your sword is good." Shuten Douji stood up straight and stared at Zhou Yan's Ye Lian Huo sword that was emitting black flames.

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhou Yan stood straight, holding the sword in his right hand across his eyes, the mark on the back of his hand flickering slightly.

Shuten-doji's rough face showed confidence: "Interesting, among all the humans I have ever seen, I am afraid no one can compare to you."

As he spoke, he assumed a horse stance, endless demonic power rising up, and the demonic flame covering his entire body had completely transformed from dark blue to purple.

"Next - it's the second round!" With a wild laugh, Shuten Doji's strength and speed increased several times. He turned into an afterimage that was almost impossible for ordinary people to catch and rushed towards Zhou Yan.

“Then I’ll play with you!” The life equipment on Zhou Yan’s face automatically closed, leaving only the eyes exposed.

His sword finger pressed on the sword's edge, and as the dim mark flashed, he pulled the Ye Lian Huo Sword outward, and a deep blue flame covered the Ye Lian Huo Sword.

A huge force was fed back from the sword and immediately filled his body.

If this demonic power is converted into an attribute value, it would probably be close to "50".

Adding his own attributes and those of his life equipment, his overall physical strength and acuity have now exceeded "100".

Even before the fusion, it already has the strength of the previous fusion.

This is the improvement that the extra "magic power" brings him.

This is the crushing of the "supernatural system" over the "mortal system"!

Therefore, with the blessing of "demonic power", Shuten Douji's strength is by no means the ordinary "4th level" or even "5th level".

At this time, Shuten Douji had already rushed in front of Zhou Yan and punched out with a heavy punch. The deep purple demonic flame wrapped around his fist turned into a huge ghost face and suddenly exploded.

However, Zhou Yan did not confront him head-on. His figure suddenly disappeared, and he flashed to the side of Shuten with swift steps in a small space, and quietly handed out the sword of disaster from the blind spot.

Poison!

The blade of the sword of disaster was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, silently wiping towards Shuten's throat.

"Break!" Shuten reacted extremely quickly. Facing the sword that was about to slit his throat, he suddenly struck back with his back hand, hitting the spine of the sword of disaster with one punch, deflecting the fatal attack.

Zhou Yan's sword was knocked upward, and the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed.

With hundreds of years of superb combat experience, Shuten seized this fleeting opportunity, and with a wild roar, his fists burned with violent flames.

He suddenly blasted out dozens of punches in a row towards Zhou Yan, each of which was a heavy blow. The demonic flames generated by the dozens of heavy blows formed a large wall of fire, which was all imprinted on Zhou Yan's armor!

Do not!

None of the flaming fists hit Zhou Yan. Before they reached Zhou Yan, he raised his hands and knees to block them all!

Shuten keenly sensed that the attack felt wrong, and instantly changed his tactics, raising his leg and kicking the man back seven or eight meters.

Just at the moment when Zhou Yan was kicked and flew backwards, Shuten felt a sharp pain in his chest again.

When he looked down, he found that a huge wound had been opened without him noticing.

The new wounds and the old wounds intersected on his chest, as if telling him that if he had kicked a step later, he would have been cut in half.

On the other side, Zhou Yan had just landed and slid backwards for dozens of centimeters on the volcanic ash due to inertia.

"You actually avoided it."

Then he looked up with a playful smile in his eyes.

"you"

Shuten looked at Zhou Yan who stood up as if he was unharmed, and he knew that the other party did not use his full strength.

This man actually faced the strongest demon in the world and didn't fight back with all his strength! ?

Long and the demon hunters in the distance were also extremely shocked. Fortunately for Long, she was an amnesiac and did not feel it deeply.

Others like Qingming were brought up with the idea that "Shuten-doji" was the most powerful and evil "ghost god".

Even the great hero Minamoto no Raikou who killed him in ancient times was able to defeat Shuten only by relying on strategies and conspiracies, even with the help of equipment and props given by various gods.

Such an invincible ghost god is now fighting a human to a draw! ?

No, judging from the appearance, Shuten was even more seriously injured and looked more embarrassed!

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 98: No regrets in losing to you!

"Are you looking down on me?"

Shuten-doji spoke in a low voice, staring at Zhou Yan who was standing leisurely opposite him. His face gradually became ferocious, and terrifying demonic power gushed out of his body. The invisible wind pressure blew outwards, blowing the volcanic ash on the ground into obvious layers of waves.

"Then, let me show you the wrath of the devil!!!"

In a moment.

The surging demonic power transformed from a blue-purple flame into an exaggerated deep purple explosion.

"Tsk, like a Saiyan."

Zhou Yan looked at Shuten-doji opposite him and evaluated silently in his heart.

"As the demon's power increases, the external color becomes darker and darker."

From the characteristics of the demonic power of this most powerful ghost king, he can roughly assess the characteristics of how his own demonic power will become stronger in the future, and also have an idea of ​​the direction of how to use his demonic power in the future.

On the other side, Shuten Douji's demonic power that was like the sea remained in a deep purple explosive flame state.

In the midst of this explosion, Shuten-doji seems unable to maintain his "human form".

He was just like the Ibaraki Douji that Zhou Yan had seen at the beginning. He had two long, curved black horns growing on his forehead, the canine teeth in his mouth became long and sharp, and sinister and terrifying spells appeared on the surface of his skin all over his body.

His body shape further mutated to a height of nearly three meters.

As Shuten-doji raised his hand, a huge and gorgeous gourd appeared out of thin air behind him and then quickly rose into the sky.

The stopper on the top of the gourd popped open, and endless purple air gushed out, enveloping the two of them.

The vision of the people in the distance was suddenly blocked by the large amount of purple air, and they could no longer see the battle between the two people.

Long was about to rush over to help, but was stopped by Qingming, who was sweating coldly and holding out a talisman. He said in a trembling voice: "Long, don't be so arrogant. This is no longer a battle we can fight. If you join in rashly, it will only distract Master Yan."

"But." The girl gritted her teeth and wanted to refute Qingming's words, but she couldn't say anything for a long time.

She looked up and stared at the purple mist, making up her mind.

If Lord Yan is defeated, I will go with him.

*

In the purple energy field.

The tall ghost in its complete form was wrapped in purple flames, looking down at the "short" Zhou Yan coldly, and its voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "I forgot to mention that there was a wrong speculation in the ancient book of ancestors that Qingming found."

Zhou Yan looked up at the ghost in front of him, his eyes showing excitement: "Oh? I would like to hear more about it."

"The so-called Prison Gate Ghost is much stronger than me. It means that I am stronger than the Ghost King. And the current me is..."

Shuten-doji smiled wildly.

"spirits!"

A loud explosion occurred out of nowhere.

The demonized Shuten-doji crushed the earth and rushed in front of Zhou Yan at an extremely exaggerated speed. He raised his hands and smashed down at Zhou Yan like an axe.

boom!

A large amount of volcanic ash was blown up as if by a strong wind.

Zhou Yan raised his hand to block it, but at the moment of contact, the terrifying force caused his calves below the knees to be smashed into the rock!

There was a hint of surprise on his face.

Shuten-doji's current strength has surpassed his current strength!

This strongest ghost, no matter how strong it is, is only level five, right?

But his strength is comparable to his current physique of over 100 pounds.

There was excitement in Zhou Yan's eyes. Yes, that's it. The stronger the better.

After all, the stronger he is, the more interested he will be in fusion!

The next second, he suddenly broke free from the broken rocks and quickly jumped to the side.

At the same time, the demonized Shuten-doji stepped heavily on the spot where Zhou Yan had just been.

Amid the flying sand and gravel, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Yan: "Boy, if you keep hiding, your strength will be gone!"

power?

Zhou Yan's eyes focused, and he immediately felt that his demonic power was indeed dissipating rapidly.

He immediately guessed the reason: "Is it the effect of your gourd?"

"That's right." The demonized Shuten-doji stood with his arms crossed, looking arrogant and disdainful.

"In the 'domain' of my ghost gourd, except for the targets I designate, all those weaker than me cannot enter, and your power in the domain will be continuously absorbed and converted into my demonic power."

He seemed to not care at all that the enemy knew the rules of his winning magic weapon, and just stared at Zhou Yan proudly.

"The only way to get out is to kill me!"

"Kill me one on one!"

As he spoke, his body moved again, appearing in front of Zhou Yan like a flash, and swept his leg onto Zhou Yan's blocking arm, kicking him far away.

Then, he laughed wildly and rushed towards Zhou Yan again: "You are not as good as me in size, strength, speed, and endurance. What can you use to fight me!?"

After saying that, he jumped high as he approached Zhou Yan, and chopped down with his hands in the shape of an axe again.

In his current state, his whole body is wrapped in deep purple demonic flames. He seems to be not afraid of the sharp blade in Zhou Yan's hand at all, as if he is sure that the sword cannot break his demonic flames.

This was indeed the case. Facing this leap and chop, Zhou Yan ignited the blue flame of demonic power with the sword of disaster and slashed it with his backhand.

There was a dull thud.

The sword of disaster collided with Shuten-doji's arms, but it was unable to cut his arms due to the demonic flames.

Instead, Zhou Yan was smashed into the ground again.

A ferocious laugh appeared on Shuten's face. This time, in order to prevent the little bug Zhou Yan from escaping, he continued to press down with his right hand, while raising his left hand high. A large amount of purple flames gathered in his hand.

"Ghost Fist!"

With a punch, a large amount of terrifying deep purple flames blasted down along with the huge fist.

Boom! ! !

Shuten's huge left fist collided heavily with a "small" fist.

Fist to fist!

A terrible muffled sound occurred.

The ground suddenly cracked, and a large amount of red dust exploded half a meter high, and countless purple air was blown away and faded.

The purple flame on Shuten's right hand dissipated, and he looked at it with wide, ferocious eyes.

Zhou Yanzheng raised his left fist and confronted his fist.

"Your strength is so exaggerated. Even with my current strength, I can hardly bear it. I can only..."

He said these words in a way that sounded like he was admitting defeat, with the only part of his eyes that was exposed, but his left eye was gleaming with interest.

Before Shuten could react.