Tribute to the Demon King

"Finally... Are you going to expose your cards?"

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows, and reprimanded mercilessly: "However, the timing was wrong. You are going to die right now, so what's the use of exposing your hole cards in a moment of excitement? If I remember correctly, your authority is Will you become stronger after death? Then, instead of dragging your half-disabled body with me, you might as well just kill yourself and die here, and then challenge me, Luo Hao, again after resurrection. In that case, maybe you can really threaten me."

"That's different."

Without hesitation, Zhou Yi immediately retorted: "The gambling between my sister and me is 'kill me'? Then if I commit suicide and then resurrect, it is equivalent to admitting defeat."

"But in this case, you will definitely lose."

Luo Hao scolded unceremoniously: "You must keep the altar clear at all times so that you can stay calm in times of crisis. Bravery is commendable, but it is not suitable for a king."

At the same time that sharp gun appeared, Zhou Yi's injuries stopped self-healing.

His chest was still caved in, and his left arm remained broken.His teeth were broken and jagged, and the blood stained on his cheeks looked like graffiti painted on his face by a witch priest in ancient times.

Just as Luo Hao said, Zhou Yi would sacrifice Karna's God-killing Spear at this time, and he might not even be able to complete the chant.

but……

"--so what?"

Zhou Yi tilted his head slightly, his eyes seemed to be shining like a child's joy: "This is not to protect any people or beliefs, nor is it to defeat some monsters or maintain any system... It's just a fight. We are happy Wouldn't it be nice to have a quick fight?"

The godslayer is the devil.

They are the overlords of the earth, the oppressors and the ravagers.

However, only a godslayer can stand against a god who does not obey.The giri of their existence is to fight as warriors and repeat it until they die... This is their destiny.

...That's right, until yesterday, Zhou Yi's battles had a clear purpose.This was especially the case during the three years in the Kingdom of Shadows. Under Scathach's malice, Zhou Yi continued to fight against monsters that exceeded his own survival limit, repeating the journey of suffering every day.

That's right, Zhou Yi's strength has indeed been improved.It can even be said to be an earth-shaking improvement——Zhou Yi is even sure that without using power, he can easily defeat himself three years ago without hurting his life.

...However, at the same time, the joy of fighting is also taken away.

Since then, fighting has become a necessary means for Zhou Yi to achieve his goals, a necessary tool for survival... At the same time, it is also the scepter and crown of the king.He lives not only to fight, but also to seek the survival of all people from the gap between heaven and earth.

But now is different.

Behind Zhou Yi, there is no person or country to protect, and there is no God of Disobedience who must be killed before him.This is just a competition and entertainment.

For the first time, he broke away from his fate and devoted himself to fighting each other purely and innocently, which unexpectedly made Zhou Yi feel carefree and comfortable.

Maybe... the blood flowing in his veins may really be the blood of the Demon King.

"Continue to fight... Luo Hao!"

Zhou Yi shouted loudly, his voice shook far away, and his shout could be heard beyond the three mountain peaks: "I can still fight—"

Author's message:

I went to the hospital for a physical examination today. Although there was no major problem, I was scolded by the doctor and told me to go to bed early... As a result, I was dragged to bed by my mother's neck just after eleven o'clock. I originally planned to double watch today. , sorry, readers (far eye)

...By the way, from tomorrow onwards, Wo will have to get up early to go for a run, and the by-product is that it may be updated a lot earlier (push the street)

Chapter 66 Come on, fight a pain!quick!

"...I understand."

Staring at Zhou Yi who was shirtless and holding a sharp gun, Luo Hao nodded seriously and showed a girlish smile.

With bright eyes and bright teeth, she is a beautiful woman from all over the world.That straightforward smile is as fresh and lovely as the sun resurfacing after a storm.

"The blood of the Emperor Yan, the Big Dipper burns the bones... What a strong man. He really deserves to be my brother-in-law, Luo Hao. It seems that this time, you must be regarded as a king equal to me, Luo Hao."

Softly praising Zhou Yi, Luo Hao backed away slowly while stretching out his right hand: "Three years ago, you still took two moves against the relentless Luo Hao, but those were just punches and kicks, it was me The method that I randomly figured out at Feifengmen back then. But this time, I will use my family's unique skills. It was the family's spear skills taught by my father, who was a bodyguard teacher, when I was a child—— "

Accompanied by Luo Hao's whispers, black spells flowed from her fingertips, and a simple long spear was summoned by Luo Hao with alchemy.

The length of the gun body is about two meters and four.At a glance, Zhou Yi couldn't tell whether the gun body was made of refined iron or wood.

At the same time as he took out his beloved spear, Luo Hao's aura changed instantly.

Previously, Luo Hao was walking slowly, with a holy posture like a fairy.But at the same time as he took out the divine spear, a pure fighting spirit and heroic spirit shook from Luo Hao's body!

Luo Hao swung the spear in his hand hummingly, and the low humming like a dragon's chant shook the air.The fuzzy airflow engulfed the gun body, making the surroundings of the gun body blurred.

She casually swiped the green gun in her hand and pointed it at Zhou Yi from afar.

Zhou Yi only heard a buzzing from far to near, and subconsciously tilted his head.Only then did he feel the icy-cold gust of wind passing over his shoulders suddenly, cutting off some strands of hair and falling them down.

"As you wish, King Zhou—come, let's have a good fight!" Luo Hao shouted loudly.

Zhou Yi covered his chest, which had sunk down and soaked in fiery blood, and showed a happy smile.

He didn't respond without making a sound, and slightly swung the sharp gun in his hand to the back, and the tip of the gun hit the ground with a clang.The pure flame formed a sharp sword at the tip of the gun, piercing and scorching the dry mudstone ground like tofu.

Then, Zhou Yi took a deep breath, bent his knees slightly and stepped out, gliding forward on the ground with weird steps.

There was a clang, and a large number of sparks shot out from the tip of the gun dragged on the ground. The flames on Zhou Yi's body hung on the ground, leaving two long flame marks.

That kind of aura is like an unarmed person standing on the railroad tracks, watching a train full of gasoline, blazing and likely to explode at any time rushing towards him.

Behind Zhou Yi, the air became blurred and distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even Lu Yinghua, who was hiding far away on the cliff, felt the blazing intensity and couldn't help holding his breath.

If not, maybe the scorching hot air that is as hot as molten iron would burn his own throat as well.But even so, Lu Yinghua felt his eyeballs were hot to the point of pain, and the moment he closed his eyes, tears flowed out continuously.