Tribute to the Demon King

His proud kick skills did not play any role at all.

The feeling on the Jiao Demon King's side was as if he was slowly accumulating strength, and then kicked hard on a steel plate.To be more precise, it was like the feeling of the hero of steel holding a large shield, standing the shield firmly on the ground, propping up the bracket, and letting him kick it with his toes.

Thief? It hurts.He means himself.

The heavy blow that was supposed to penetrate Zhou Yi's skull, shatter the bones and embed them in the brain, or even kick the entire head away, did not have any effect, and even Zhou Yi's skin was not scratched.On the contrary, the Flood Demon King himself was staggered by the blow, and the halberd in his hand shook slightly, and Zhou Yi took the opportunity to draw the holy sword away.

- to suffer!

Realizing that the rhythm was about to be snatched back by Zhou Yi, the Jiao Demon King couldn't help but secretly startled.

But to his surprise, seeing that he was out of balance, Zhou Yi didn't take the opportunity to attack.Instead, he silently raised the big sword in his hand, holding the hilt with both hands and turning it slowly.

Only two clicks and clicks of the machine spring sounded in succession, and a blue gem inlaid on the hilt of the sword was spun out.Accompanied by a low humming sound like an engine starting, a faint halo lit up inside the cyan gem, and dim yellow magic power gushed out from the orb and spread towards the sword body.

"Sword, fill it up!"

Zhou Yi whispered, and pointed the long sword exuding terrifying power slightly at the Demon King.

Captured by that aura, the Jiao Demon King frowned and thought for a while, still carefully protecting the halberd in front of his chest, and decided to focus on defense and dodge Zhou Yi's next attack, instead of rushing forward rashly.

But Zhou Yi didn't rush forward either, and just calmly chanted the words to liberate the Noble Phantasm again: "Fantasy Great Sword (Bal)—"

"——The Heavenly Demon Falls (mung)!"

Author's message:

Chapter 2 is updated!The nest was not milked to death!The nest is super strong! (chest out)

I'm going to bed, good night kids... (Lie down)

Chapter 110 Three

Zhou Yi chanted powerful holy words in a low voice, raised the holy sword in his hand, and the translucent wings of light flashed away behind him.

The cyan gemstone on the hilt of the sword suddenly emitted a strong light, and the Ether from the Age of Gods stored in it ignited the atmosphere.The translucent dim yellow flame spreads and evaporates from the blade——

Like the air above the heat source, layers of the holy sword in Zhou Yi's hand began to curl and become blurred.The space gradually elongated, and weird chirping birdsong could be heard faintly.

I saw Zhou Yi taking a step forward, steel-like heavy and tenacious fighting spirit burst out from him, the ground under his feet gradually cracked and cracked, stones and sand gradually bounced up from the ground tremblingly, hanging stuck in the air.

——Then, Zhou Yi waved his hands and wrists, and with a shake of the sword, he slashed at the Flood Demon King heavily!

With one strike of the sword, the sky was torn in two.

That's not an exaggerated description, but a fact - I saw that the faint yellow flame jumping on the sword suddenly condensed into light and clustered into a bunch.

Like a giant dim-yellow beast biting its upper jaw fiercely, the faint-yellow sword energy fell from the shattered sky, crushing and tearing the earth and everything above it in an instant!

...That was an attack far beyond the Flood Demon King's expectations.

He never expected that Zhou Yi would be so decisive and straightforward, that he would directly unleash this level of attack on himself as a slave god when he met.

At this time, it was too late to escape.

Seeing the magnificent dim yellow flashing past, the Jiao Demon King's gaze was slightly distracted for a moment.When he woke up again, he had already been swallowed into his body by the rushing faint yellow beast.

It was such a distant, so divine light.

The skin is burned.Muscles and bones were crushed.The scales, claws and teeth are all broken.

Can't see, hear, or even move.

"...So that's it, it's a magic tool for slaying dragons."

Before his consciousness became blurred, the Flood Demon King suddenly realized.

Before the twilight light that lasted for an unknown amount of time dissipated, the Flood Demon King suddenly felt a cool feeling from his waist.Afterwards, he suddenly regained his sight and hearing, and his body was able to move again.

However, looking at the faint yellow sword energy gradually dissipating to both sides - the great sage Fu Hai unexpectedly discovered that Zhou Yi, who was supposed to be standing behind the sword energy, had disappeared at some point, and his legs seemed to have accidentally slipped from his body. It's like falling off my body, and I can't move at all.

At this moment, the Flood Demon King suddenly felt a chill in his back, and a section of the bright silver sword protruded flatly from his chest.Accompanied by the sudden severe pain from his waist, his waist slowly broke open, and the dark red sticky blood spurted out from the back of the Flood Demon King immediately.

——Less than two seconds have passed since Zhou Yi took a step forward.

Accompanied by a strong sense of dizziness, the Flood Demon King felt the world spinning in front of his eyes, and his upper body was pulled up by Zhou Yi directly, hung on the holy sword and held high in the air.He could even see his lower body slowly falling forward, turning into rocks and collapsing again.

"ended."

Zhou Yi's gentle and calm voice came from under the Jiao Demon King.

Maybe it's because it ended too quickly... On the contrary, the Flood Demon King didn't feel panicked or angry at all.

It turned out that he was really a professional dragon slayer.

This sense of absurdity almost made the Flood Demon King laugh out loud.After being defeated by Zhou Yi, he didn't even feel the slightest bit of unhappiness or annoyance, but instead felt a sense of ease and joy.

"This is, really funny..."

In the whispers that only the Demon King himself could hear, his upper body, which was nailed to his shoulders and held high in the air, gradually petrified, shattered and turned into dust.

It's just a face-to-face meeting... After one breath, the battle is over.

Just like what the Flood Demon King feared.Counting the time it took Zhou Yi to sing the holy words, he didn't even survive five seconds in Zhou Yi's hands.

Zhou Yi exhaled lightly in satisfaction, looked up and looked around.

At this time, the battle on the side of the other three had just started not long ago, but the battle situation was already boiling, and some subtle changes had begun to take place.