Fox Demon: The Mysterious Lord of Yaya Family

Just as the punch containing terrifying power was about to hit Tushan Yaya, the layers of illusory door shadows appeared on her ring again.

The next moment, the fist that was supposed to hit Tushan Yaya, along with the arm, suddenly disappeared.

There was only a bloody wound left on Li Su's arm.

This scene shocked everyone, including Tushan Yaya.

Looking at the broken wound on his wrist, Li Su stood there in a daze. Even the flames around him seemed to have diminished a lot at that moment.

Tushan Yaya reacted in the next second without giving the other party a chance to breathe.

In a moment, the ice created by Tushan Yaya broke through the flames surrounding Li Su's body, and in an instant, Li Su's head was frozen into an ice cube by Tushan Yaya.

Then, as Tushan Yaya waved her fist, the sound of ice tea breaking was heard.

The next moment, the ice sculpture made of Li Su's head was smashed into pieces.

As Li Su's head shattered, the flames in the sky disappeared in an instant.

Then, Li Su's headless body fell into the water like a kite with a broken string.

The next moment, Tushan Yaya's gaze turned to the side, where Mr. Zhao was still a little dazed.

Tushan Yaya pointed at him and said:

"You're next, you old man."

After saying that, Tushan Yaya exerted a little force on her feet, and with a bang, she came to the side of Mr. Zhao.

The stone platform where Tushan Yaya had just stood was instantly turned into endless rubble because of the terrifying force.

After recovering from his shock, Mr. Zhao quickly raised his sword and blocked Tushan Yaya's powerful punch.

Then, Tushan Yaya's fist came like a torrential rain.

Bang bang bang!

Countless fists wrapped in hurricane force winds flew towards Old Zhao. At first, Old Zhao was able to use his sword to block Tushan Yaya's fists.

However, after being bombarded by Tushan Yaya's fists like raindrops, Mr. Zhao's long sword, which was already full of pits and gaps, broke in an instant.

After losing his weapon, Mr. Zhao had no choice but to start a thrilling hand-to-hand fight with Tushan Yaya in front of him.

It's not that his head is completely filled with muscles and he wants to become a melee mage, but every time he wants to use magic, Tushan Yaya's cold air interrupts Mr. Zhao's spellcasting.

Faced with the situation where he was unable to defeat his opponent in close combat and his attempt to cast a spell was interrupted by the opponent, Mr. Zhao had no choice but to defend himself in a very frustrating way.

Before long, his body was covered with bruises from Tushan Yaya's beatings.

There were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth and nose.

Looking at Tushan Yaya who was still attacking frantically without any pause, he glanced at the young monks lying on the stone platform behind him.

Elder Zhao made up his mind, and then frantically urged the spiritual power in his body, then looked at Tushan with eyes wide open, and Yaya shouted loudly:

"Go to hell! The witch of Tushan!"

After hearing this, Tushan Yaya, who was still swinging her fist, paused.

Feeling the strange fluctuation of spiritual energy in the air, she hurriedly tried to distance herself from Mr. Zhao in front of her.

But how could Mr. Zhao, who had already made up his mind to die, let Tushan Yaya escape?

He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Tushan Yayana's wrist which had not yet been retracted.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth were bleeding and his eyes were bloodshot. His bloodshot eyes were full of madness and determination.

"Go to hell!"

After shouting this, Mr. Zhao compressed all his spiritual power into his dantian without any hesitation.

In a moment, the amount of spiritual power in his body had reached its limit, and then, a terrifying energy burst out from Mr. Zhao's dantian.

to be continued—＞

ps————

I'm a bit busy today, I'll resume writing 2000 words tomorrow.