What if I can't run? The only way is to resist. Novel of nature
However, it was somewhat exaggerated to resist the Demon King's stepping force. After all, Fang Zhengzheng did not think that he was a "nail" that could poke a hole in the Demon King's hoof.
Demon King, a being whose physical power is more powerful than that of a saint.
Run, can't run away.
Even if you resist hard, you can't resist.
what to do
Fang Zhengzheng now had the illusion that he was about to die, and at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him. Blood-red light wrapped around the figure, and the ink-colored clothes were fluttering in the night wind.
"Yan Xiu?" Fang Zhengzheng was slightly startled. He looked at Yan Xiu who was rushing towards him, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
The hooves above his head were getting closer and closer, but Yan Xiu rushed over at this moment. Of course, it was impossible not to see him. Then, the reason could only be one thing, and that was to push himself out.
Fang Zhengzheng wanted to stop it.
However, it was too late, because Yan Xiu was already in front of him, with a hint of perseverance on his cold face and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Without any hesitation, he slapped himself with a palm.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
At the same time, King Xie Luo finally stepped down with his foot. The solid city wall was completely unable to withstand this foot and shattered, and cracks spread rapidly.
"Boom!"
This city wall carrying countless years of history finally collapsed, leaving a huge hole and countless rubbles flying.
The Northern Barbarians who were originally standing on the city wall also scattered and fled at this moment. However, some Northern Barbarians who were unable to dodge were still hit by the gravel or buried in it.
A tragic scene.
And in the midst of the tragedy, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Bold Demon King, how dare you hurt my grandson!"
As the voice sounded, everyone's eyes were focused on the black figure on the sky. It was a figure standing directly in front of King Xieluo's huge body.
Yan Qianli.
The black cloak covering Yan Qianli's body has completely disappeared, revealing the bright armor with six red clouds inside, and the light like blood is flowing on the armor.
The most important thing is…
Yan Qianli's eyes have completely turned red, and there is a group of characters on his forehead that look like burning flames, extremely complicated characters.
At this moment, a cold chill enveloped the sky.
Even though Yan Qianli was standing in the sky, the crowd below still felt a monstrous murderous intent. That murderous intent chilled their hearts and made the air around Yan Qianli make a clicking sound, like It was like being frozen by this coldness.
"Holy, is this holy?"
"What a powerful force this is?"
"Is Yan Xiu dead? And what happened to Fang Zhengzheng?"
Feeling Yan Qianli's anger and power, everyone felt shocked in their hearts, and when they were shocked, they all thought of the scene just now.
Yan Xiu seemed to rush over at the last moment.
What happened
No one could see clearly, because as the city wall collapsed, the thick dust and gravel blocked their sight, making it impossible for them to see what was going on in the scene.
"Fang Zhengyi, Yan Xiu, shameless guys, are you dead?" Pingyang obviously did not pay attention to the changes in the sky. Her eyes were more focused on the collapsed city wall.
Shan Yu's attention was also focused on the dust, but instead of shouting like Pingyang, she flew into the dust.
At the same time, Yan Qianli also moved in the sky.
He tightened his fists and rushed directly towards King Xie Luo, as fast as lightning, like a red meteor streaking across the sky.
"Bang!" A dull voice sounded.
Yan Qianli's fist hit directly between the two corners of King Xie Luo. It was a very direct punch, with anger and red light, and almost no tricks.
"Ouch!" King Xieluo let out an angry roar, his body tilted a bit, and his feet that were originally raised again seemed to be unstable.
This also made his eyes, which were flowing with green light, obviously widen a little, and he looked a little unbelievable.
A human saint.
It was actually able to make him almost unsteady on his feet with one punch. How could King Xie Luo believe it
"So strong!"
"Are you actually going head-to-head with the Demon King?!"
"And the Demon King almost fell down?"
No one dared to believe it, and no one would have thought that Yan Qianli would actually use his fists to fight against the Demon King Xie Luo. This was tantamount to using his own weaknesses to compete with the Demon King's strengths.
However, Yan Qianli did so.
and…
After blasting out with a palm, Yan Qianli obviously had no intention of stopping, and a pair of fists hit King Xieluo's head like raindrops.
"boom!"
"Boom boom boom..."
A shocking sound came, and there was no more nonsense in Yan Qianli's mouth. He just opened his cold fangs like an angry lion.
One punch, another punch!
King Xieluo's eyes finally widened, and he roared continuously, while his two huge golden horns shook vigorously.
Rays of golden light flowed on the golden horns, looking almost angry.
However, Yan Qianli had no intention of retreating, nor did he stop. He felt like he was going crazy, ignoring the golden horn that was stabbing him.
Seeing the golden corner getting closer and closer, everyone's eyes widened.
But at this moment, the golden curved horn suddenly stopped, for no reason, as if it was forcibly pulled by something.
At the same time, Yan Qianli also hit King Xieluo on the head with a diagonal kick.
This time, King Xie Luo's body finally couldn't hold up any longer. A strong breath came out of his nose and he hit the ground heavily.
With a "rumbling" sound, the already broken city wall collapsed again under the huge body, revealing a huge deep pit full of cracks.
Dust swirls.
But the figure wrapped in red light in the sky was still standing in the air, with a pair of red eyes staring at King Xieluo who fell on the ground.
"Down!"
"He actually defeated the Demon King?!"
"It's too strong. Is this a saint? But even a saint can't compete with the Demon King physically, right? Yan Qianli, he...how did he do it?"
It was a shocking scene. Both the Northern Barbarian Army and the Poshan Army all widened their eyes after seeing such a scene.
The battle of the strongest.
This is the real battle of the strongest.
The battle between the Saint and the Demon King turned out to be a physical physical confrontation. This method was different from what everyone imagined, but it was even more shocking.
And behind King Xie Luo's body, there was still a person standing at this moment.
Golden light enveloped his body, and his long robe danced in the night wind. His skinny body looked so weak.
However, everyone knew that it was this thin body that stopped the pair of golden horns just now.
Prince Li.
Although this prince of Sun Tomb Xishan did not reach the Saint level like Yan Qianli, his strength was equally astonishing.
A saint, a semi-saint who is only one step away from becoming a saint. This is a shocking battle, and it is also a battle that almost everyone cannot see a second time.
"Old man Yan, don't be reckless. This is the demon king, and you can't deal with it alone!" Prince Li looked at Yan Qianli, who was still standing in the sky, with a somewhat helpless expression.
Of course he also saw the scene just now, where Yan Xiu rushed into the clutches of King Xie Luo at the last moment, and he understood Yan Qianli's character better than anyone else.
Not only is he protective of his shortcomings, but he is also overbearing.
However, the person standing in front of him is the real demon king. In the current national crisis, if he loses his calm again, the consequences may be really disastrous.
"Nonsense, it is my grandson who is dead now, please give me my grandson's life, Bold Demon King!" Yan Qianjin ignored Prince Li and rushed down again, his whole body covered in blood-red light.
"Old man Yan, no!" Prince Li looked at Yan Qianli who was rushing down again, with extremely eager light in his eyes.
However, it was too late.
The moment Yan Qianli rushed down, King Xieluo, who was lying on the ground, raised his head again, and two rays of light shot out from his two green eyes, facing Yan Qianli who was rushing down.
"boom!"
Red light and green light collide.
The entire ground began to shake, cracks opened from the ground, huge rocks flew out of the ground, and were crushed into powder by the blast of air.
When the Northern Barbarians standing on the city wall saw this scene, they all fled in all directions, but there were still some people who were swept into the air by the air waves and turned into ashes in a moment.
The battle between the saint and the demon king.
Even if you are standing on the ground, you will still be affected.
"Take Mr. Su and leave first!" A strong man in black surrounding Xing Yuanguo looked at the waves of air and immediately shouted.
"Yes!" Several Northern Barbarian soldiers responded immediately.
"Since you're here, why not stay?" Xing Yuanguo looked at the soldiers who helped Su Qing retreat, with purple light flashing in his eyes.
"Master Hou, you should worry about yourself first." Several strong men in black did not hesitate any longer. Their bodies lit up with rays of light and flew towards Xing Yuanguo.
The battle is now fierce, the city wall has been destroyed, and it is impossible for the Poshan Army inside the city and Yan Yunqi outside to come up in a short time.
So, this is of course the best time to kill Yuan Guo.
"I want to see what you can do to me?" Xing Yuanguo's body also lit up with purple light, and he advanced instead of retreating, and rushed directly towards the nearest strong man in black.
"kill!"
"Die!"
Several figures intertwined together, starting a new battle on the broken city wall.
Prince Li didn't have the energy to pay attention to what happened on the city wall now. His eyes were completely focused on Yan Qianli.
"Old man Yan, are you alive?"
"Death? Are you talking about a joke? What can the little demon king do to me?" Yan Qianli's voice rang out in the air waves, and then, a figure slowly appeared.
Different from before, the originally bright armor was now in pieces, but the six red clouds on the chest of the armor were still as red as blood.
"Well, old man Yan, I didn't expect that you not only have a hard temper, but also have hard bones!" Prince Li seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Qianli safe and sound.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Not only are my bones hard, but the thing below me is even harder!" Yan Qianli spat lightly, and then he stretched out the snow-white hair that was draped on his shoulders.
"You old and disrespectful thing!" Prince Li was stunned for a moment and cursed. Then, his eyes quickly turned from Yan Qianli to King Xieluo.
Down below, countless Mountain Breakers and Northern Barbarians looked at each other and seemed speechless after hearing such a sentence.
As for Yan Yunqi outside the city, he didn't have any surprised expression.
For them, Yan Qianli is the real "light" in their minds, guiding them in the direction of progress. As for swearing? Being disrespectful to the elderly
That's really normal.
How could a tough army not have a tough coach
It was precisely because Yan Qianli was tough enough that he convinced them and made them invincible in the barren land of Xiliang.
Unruly and fearsome.
This is Yan Qianli, and similarly, this is Yan Yunqi.
"Roar!" King Xie Luo was finally angry.
Of course there were factors in Yan Qianli's words, but more importantly, he was actually knocked down, even if it was because of Prince Li's involvement behind the scenes.
But this still made him feel a kind of humiliation. Rich green light surged out of his body, dyeing the dark scales with a layer of strange green.
At this moment, King Xie Luo's body looked like a piece of green jade, crystal clear and transparent, with green light flowing on it.
The next moment, King Xieluo moved.
The huge body rose into the air without any clumsiness at all. Instead, it was extremely fast. In just the blink of an eye, it was in front of Yan Qianli.
At the same time, a giant hoof struck Yan Qianli's head.
"Hmph!" Yan Qianli snorted coldly, and dodged to avoid King Xieluo's hoof. Then, he appeared on top of King Xieluo again.
At the same time, a blood-red light also lit up in his hand.
It was crystal clear red, just like a sharp knife, and in the next moment, those crystal red lights spread out and turned into an extremely huge blood-red net.
A huge net that almost blocks the sky.
"Click, click!"
When the big blood-red net covered King Xieluo's body, it also made a strange sound, as if it was trying to cut apart King Xieluo's body completely.
And as the blood-red net continued to shrink, sparks flashed on the thick scales covering King Xieluo's body that shone with green light. (To be continued.)