His calf was broken, his knee fell to the ground, and sure enough, as Yang Fei said, he knelt in front of Yang Fei within three moves.All the people were stunned, stunned, and stupid.The plot took a sharp turn and became hasty, and everyone was completely afraid to accept the facts in front of them.Hell King, defeated?
Defeated by this three-turn Junzun kid!
It's as incredible as an ant stumbling over an elephant.Xuanyuan Mei'er smiled proudly, froze on her face, her eyes widened, and her eyes couldn't help but fall out.The Phantom of Xuanyuan opened her mouth wide and her brain went blank.She was ready to accept defeat, ready to accept Xuanyuan Mei'er's ridicule, who knew that Yang Fei would easily defeat the Hell King.This is a strong man who can't help the three ace dogfights such as Golden Bear and Shen'er, but it is so easy that he is defeated in the hands of Yang Fei.The whole arena was dead silent!
Yang Fei slowly stepped forward and stood in front of the Hell King, looking at the Hell King condescendingly."
Will you accept it, King of Hell?
If you don't accept it, let's fight again. ”The Hell King looked at Yang Fei blankly, his eyes full of fear and confusion.Just now he knelt on the ground, and the battle just now was instantly refreshed in his brain.But until now, he doesn't know how his strength disappeared and how he was smashed out?
Looking at Yang Fei's mocking eyes, the Hell King struggled to get up, took a spirit pill, and roared."
I'm not convinced, let's fight again!"
Yang Fei smiled and looked at the Hell King playfully."
Okay, I know, if I don't completely subdue you, you won't give up."
The Hell King slowly picked up the broken bones.He was also extremely tough, tearing and pulling his broken bones so hard, he didn't even frown.After more than a dozen breaths, the Hell King's actions had recovered as before, and he looked at Yang Fei deeply."
Please advise!"
This time, the Hell King no longer dared to slack off, and saluted Yang Fei with his fist, revealing great respect for the strong.Yang Fei smiled, nodded, and said lightly."
Come on, when it comes to true martial powers, I can just point you through a few moves."
He completely regarded the King of Hell as a junior guide.However, the Hell King was not angry at all, and his eyes were full of fear and respect.He bowed to Yang Fei again, and only then did he make a loud thunderbolt and hit Yang Fei with a punch.All of them were in an uproar again.The dignified Hell King was actually regarded as a junior by this kid, but he took it for granted.Who is this lowly fighting dog?
This time, the Hell King unfolded his fist technique, and he was in a decent manner, and he no longer dared to rush forward, as if his disciple had been assessed by his master.The wind and thunder roared in the air, and the Hell King's whole body seemed to have thousands of fists, and the sky was full of his fist marks, and the void was beaten into paste.The white tiger martial soul above his head roared and galloped, and the sound of the tiger roar frightened countless people into trembling.Yang Fei was extremely leisurely, taking four steps, one step to the east and one step to the west, and every time he was about to be hit by the Hell King, he always avoided it by a fraction of a second.He didn't even sacrifice his martial spirit, and he looked extremely leisurely.The more the King of Hell fought, the more frightened he became.Yang Fei's set of steps seems simple, but in fact, it is extremely mysterious.With this set of steps alone, it is impossible for him to touch a cold hair of Yang Fei.The Hell King's set of fists has been used halfway, and he has completely surrendered.At this time, Yang Fei suddenly pointed out.He pierced through the shadow of Hell King's heavy fist and pointed directly in front of Hell King's eyebrows, condensing without condensing.True martial arts, Xuantian finger!
The Hell King's whole body was completely stiff, and he did not dare to move.With the power that Yang Fei showed just now, this finger could directly shatter his head.Around the arena, all the birds were silent, dead silent.Everyone understood that if it weren't for Yang Fei's mercy, the Hell King would have died this time.Xuanyuan Mei'er's face was pale, and her whole body was trembling.The phantom of Xuanyuan had already woken up from the shock and stunned, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Yang Fei with a burning eye, like a beggar who saw a mountain of gold.Yang Fei slowly retracted his fingers and glanced at the Hell King, smiling rather than smiling."
Do you want to fight?"
The Hell King let out a loud cry and stepped back.At that moment just now, he felt the breath of death, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.In the next second, the Hell King rushed towards Yang Fei again.This time, it was a chain of palms, and a huge tide was set off around it, like the tide of the Qiantang River, wave after wave like a wave, surging towards Yang Fei.Yang Fei snorted, turned his right palm up, and struck the big mudra of Brahma Tibetan fetus, and smashed it down.A huge handprint appeared in the air out of thin air, with the sound of a baby crying, extremely loud, as if the sky had fallen and the end was coming.The Hell King shouted, he didn't care about chasing Yang Fei, and he didn't have time to escape, so he had to cross the golden beam and block the huge handprint.Thundered!
With a loud bang, the Hell King's whole person was crushed by a tremendous force.His two arms, under such a large and heavy palm print, looked extremely weak, like hemp rods, as if they were about to break at any moment.At the same time, his straight back gradually bent, his knees gradually weakened, and finally he knelt down inch by inch.Yang Fei knew that this guy must have a relationship with the True Martial God Realm, and he was no less than a killer.But this tremendous force crushed the King of Hell to his knees.He immediately fell to the ground on his knees, his whole body and his bones rattling.If it is said that Yang Fei's Xuantian Finger shows the top-level martial arts Xuanwu technique.And this time, the Brahma Tibetan Mudra is an invincible true martial realm divine power.Whether it is technique or strength, he can easily crush the Hell King.Yang Fei received the Brahma Tibetan Mudra, and the huge palm print gradually dispersed.But the King of Hell still knelt on the ground, bowing to Yang Fei three times and nine times, just like a courtier knocking to the emperor.He didn't say a word except kowtow, and finally knelt on the ground, prostrate and unmoving, so respectful that he couldn't do more.Xuanyuan Mei'er blushed and looked at all this, but there was nothing she could do.Of course, she could also see that it was not that the Hell King did not do his best, but that the opponent he encountered was too strong.Everyone looked at Yang Fei and the Hell King in amazement.They never dreamed that the King of Hell, who had always been arrogant and domineering, and whose eyes were above the top, would one day kneel down to others.The King of Hell was originally an iron-clad man who would rather die than give in.If he was willing to submit, why had he been locked up in a black prison for so long?
You must know that this is a peerless powerhouse that the four major demon emperors are vying to encircle, comparable to the twelve heavenly demon lords.Yang Fei looked at the Hell King lightly and said softly."
Let's go, I'll be in the Demon God City for the next few days."
The Hell King nodded, his figure flickering, and suddenly vanished.