I, the Demon King, Sign in the Abyss for a Hundred Years

He didn't want to experience this kind of feeling anymore because his brain couldn't keep up with his body as before.

"Are you in the slightest? Hit the small amount of power to a point and release it..."

As he thought about it, Wu Ming punched an intermediate-level demon that was coming over into slack, and then with a grinning kick, he kicked a demon who focused on defensiveness around him to pieces with the shield.

"try it!"

Wu Ming punched another demon in the chest, but because of his strength, his arm penetrated directly and hit the head of a hapless man behind him.

I saw the other party's head exploded, frightening the surrounding demons to gasp.

"Damn it, I failed, what should I do to the slightest?"

Wu Ming shook his arm, annoyed to shake the brain and blood on his arm.

"This, this is a mythical creature in a devil's skin. Is this physical strength really something that a demon can possess?"

Vernon said with a green face.

"It doesn't matter, if this continues, my soldiers will all be killed. I'm going to take action!"

Grande next to him did not move, but looked excitedly towards the middle of the battlefield.

"Such a strong body, I don't know which one is stronger than me."

Vernon joined the battle.

His demon body appeared, turning into a pool of monsters exuding poisonous gas, and even his body was still dripping with deadly venom.

He spilled poison on everyone on the battlefield, but the demons under him were not poisoned.

Instead, he became more excited, more violent, and roared to attack Wu Ming.

The poisonous fog also had a certain impact on Wu Ming, but the impact was really limited.

The physique of the mythical demon itself has a certain resistance, coupled with his super recovery ability.

These poisonous mists corroded the surface of his skin, but he recovered in the blink of an eye.

But the pain is still there!

The pain caused by the poisonous fog made Wu Ming very annoyed.

Catch the thief first! Wu Ming strode forward, ready to kill Vernon directly.

However, many of his guards directly stood in front of him, trying to stop Wu Ming.

"court death!"

Wu Ming didn't have the patience anymore, but used all his strength to throw a punch.

The demons standing in front of him were smashed by the power of this punch, killing and wounding.

Seeing that things were not going well, Vernon took out a scary bow and arrow and shot it directly at Wu Ming.

On that arrow is a snake head shape, and its fangs are exposing outwards, which looks extremely poisonous.

"brush!"

Bow and arrow shot!

But Wu Ming's speed was actually faster than this bow and arrow. He gently bowed his head and avoided it, and the arrow with the dense toxin lost his previous goal.

"The weapon is good, but it didn't hit it!"

Using the super fast speed, Wu Ming came directly behind Vernon, and Vernon didn't even see what was going on.

Ben was about to punch the opponent, but Vernon's potential between life and death exploded.

He took out a scroll and shredded it with the fastest speed, and then the whole person disappeared, and the rest of the demons immediately fled around when they saw that the situation was bad.

"Pity."

Vernon didn't die, it should have used the scroll to escape to the rest of the place, even Wu Ming, there is no way to kill him without knowing the opponent's location.

"You...very good, you deserve to be my opponent!"

Grande clapped applause beside him. He watched his blood boil, and he wished to immediately compete with Wu Ming which is stronger and weaker.

Wu Ming glanced at the opponent. At this time, Grande had already turned into the appearance of a demon. The five-meter-high body was covered with fiery red rock armor, and his thick arms had steel-like muscles.

"Hmph, pull out your sword, as my opponent, you! You are worthy of death in my hands!"

It seems that he has confidence in himself and is walking towards Wu Ming swaying his huge body.

Wu Ming sneered.

"Opponent? No, no, no, you don't deserve to let me draw a sword. You can only count as one... well, a strong-looking sandbag!"

Grande, who was ridiculed, was furious and punched Wu Ming fiercely.

Wu Ming hit back with his fist.

"Boom!"

When the two fists collided, there was even a small-scale storm.

"Come again!" Grande shouted angrily.

He began to attack Wu Ming frantically, and Wu Ming slowly responded with no rush.

Until Wu Ming's heart became hot, an inexplicable comprehension urged him to launch an "ordinary" attack.

But with this punch, the situation on both sides changed.

Wu Ming was repelled quite a bit, unscathed, but Grande's expression was very painful.

"My arm!"

His proud arm was twisting outward at this time, and it appeared to be broken very badly.

But Wu Ming's expression was a little bit happy.

"This punch just now feels like it's done!"

It turned out that Wu Ming had some insights in the punch just now.

"court death!"