His concrete strength among the martial arts geniuses of the present age is likely not top-class.
But in terms of escape ability, he is first-rate, with the nickname "Ye Paopao" in the Jianghu!
Suddenly, the little demon king stopped chasing, remembering its main task.
"Damn it, got so angry, I forgot."
It turned around and disappeared down the street.
Ye Zhiqiu’s expression changed, then controlled his sword and attacked again, slashing his sword qi at the little demon king below.
"Come on, come and chase me!"
"Don’t bother me, the first thing I’ll do after becoming a demon king is kill you!"
"You becoming a demon king? By then, I’ll have become a heavenly king, stop dreaming."
"Ahhh, I’m going to kill you!" The little demon king’s eyes were full of blood.
"I heard you want to kill me?" A heavy iron-armored figure appeared on the street, calm and confident, it was Lu Chenzhou.
The little demon king turned around, the corners of its mouth curling up, its eyes flashing with craziness:
"You are Lu Chenzhou?"
"None other than the genuine Lu Chenzhou."
"You actually have the audacity to come to me? You truly don’t know life from death!"
"Oh, are you really that strong?"
"I am Hei Bo, little demon king of the Black Water Palace!"
"Never heard of you."
"Raaaargh, go to hell!"
The little demon king burst out in fury, spanning the hundred-meter distance in an instant.
With arms thick as elephant legs, it punched out, the two fists like cannons aimed at Lu Chenzhou’s face.
Lu Chenzhou blocked with both arms, but was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into a house.
His qi-blood churned in his chest as he looked at his slightly sore arms, but with the night Yaksha Sea Flipping Armor gauntlets, he was unhurt.
"Not bad, this divine weapon wasn’t forged in vain."
Trying to physically clash with the little demon king’s body directly required the "Ghost Tiger Domineering Body" at small success; he was still far off.
As for the Ming King Body and Golden Body, these forms of horizontal training offered limited defense against his current enemy.
This seemingly casual punch of the little demon king’s had exceeded 200 Ding in power, crushing the mantis demon at the same level.
Lu Chenzhou analyzed that this little demon king was probably "double S in speed and strength."
Indeed, the snake demon clan was top level in both speed and strength.
In the sky, Ye Zhiqiu was stunned: "Brother Lu, what does this mean? Not even dodging, taking on the little demon king head-on?"
It should be known that even Hong Tianxiang, a Third Realm cultivator of inner and outer cultivation, wouldn’t want to clash head-on with the little demon king.
The little demon king looked at the unscathed Lu Chenzhou, but instead of being shocked, felt joy:
"Good! Even though you rely on the power of a divine weapon, to take my attack with a Second Realm body, I recognize you! You are ten thousand times stronger than Ye Zhiqiu."
This drag mentioned him, if he had divine equipment... even then, he probably wouldn’t dare.
He was a sword cultivator, only an idiot would clash head-on with the little demon king.
Lu Chenzhou moved, swift as the wind, his iron armor vibrating, shattering the ground as he laughed: "If you can take my punch, I will recognize you too."
The little demon king was filled with heroic spirit, crossing his six arms in front of his chest, confidently saying: "Come! Let me see the so-called human genius! Don’t disappoint me!"
Lu Chenzhou’s figure and momentum soared, like towering up to the skies, the Qiongqi Spirit behind him revealed itself, roaring up to the heavens.
His arm muscles swelled like Qilin arms, thunder and fire bursting forth, golden flames and electric currents lighting up the night sky.
Divine Mountain Pressing!
The two great killing moves of Tiger Form struck out simultaneously.
This punch, embodying the ultimate fusion of his spirit, essence, and intention, contained the essence of Dao, its power surpassing the Dusk of the Gods!
"Demon God Path·Heavenly Snake Devours World!"
The little demon king activated its divine blood, an endless demon energy surged, forming a ten-zhang-tall Heavenly Snake phantom, its gaze indifferent.
The Heavenly Snake moved, stabbing towards the sky.
The punch containing a world and the Heavenly Snake fiercely collided.
The terrifying shockwave rippled out, lifting layers of ground tiles, extending tens of meters, cracking the outer walls of distant houses.
The Heavenly Snake phantom was filled with cracks and then exploded.
The little demon king’s expression changed: "This... this is impossible!"
The punch’s momentum didn’t diminish, it locked the little demon king within a "world", leaving it isolated and helpless. Despair filled its heart as the indigo demon armor, as hard as low-class divine weapons, cracked after withstanding part of the impact, the remaining shock breaking through its demon energy barrier, shattering the snake scales, piercing into its flesh and bones, and shattering its internal organs!
The little demon king spat blood, half-kneeling on the ground, its face twisted.
It was a noble divine blood species!
It couldn’t possibly lose!
It propped up the sky with its six arms, trying to tear apart the world above its head.
Lu Chenzhou’s eyes were cold, he pressed the victory, punching out again!
The second punch made the little demon king completely kneel, blood mist exploding from its body, its face contorted, veins bulging, its aura wilting, no longer arrogant.
On the brink of death, the little demon king’s eyes momentarily cleared, extreme fear flooded its heart, was this truly the power a Second Realm could unleash?
That overwhelming, supreme world power made it feel as small as dust.
Even gods, compared to the vast world, what do they count for?
Lu Chenzhou’s Dao utterly shattered its will and spirit!
A towering Heavenly Snake phantom, with ten arms, descended, exuding a presence that made heaven and earth tremble.
"Die!" As the battle peaked, the little demon king sprang up, pushing Lu Chenzhou into the air, the ten-armed Heavenly Snake easily tore apart Lu Chenzhou’s Realm King Dao punch, its ten palms closed in, sealing off the four directions of the void. This was the trump card left by Black Fu King, even human grandmaster experts would be killed if they were hit.
Suddenly, a clear bird’s cry echoed through the world, a Vermilion Bird the size of a fist flew out, growing in size against the wind, in an instant turning into a giant bird that covered the sky, the sword qi like a sunset, rolling over the whole world, the ten-armed Heavenly Snake phantom melted like ice and snow under the Vermilion Bird’s flames, with only the raging voice echoing in the night sky: "How dare you kill my son!" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelꜰire.net