Legends of Demon Supreme

"Ghost …" It's a ghost! "

The driver screamed and fell into his seat. Beads of sweat poured from his forehead, cheeks, back, and all the other areas covered by his skin, instantly wetting his clothes and his hair!

Wang Xiaoyu slowly raised his forehead, and looked at him, a red light flashed past his eyes!

"No, no, don't come over here!"

The driver flustered and struggled, wanting to block Wang Xiaoyu's sight. Unfortunately, that sudden flash of red light was engraved deeply into his brain, causing him to feel as if he was struck by lightning!

Perhaps it was because he felt his life being threatened, but the driver suddenly burst out with astonishing potential. In his panic, he caught a glimpse of the black spear in his hand, and it was as if he had grabbed onto a lifesaver.

His eyes were filled with a sinister look as he pointed the black gun at Wang Xiaoyu. His index finger snapped and five bullets shot out crazily, peng peng peng sounds coming from the car window as it shot towards Wang Xiaoyu.

"Haha, hahaha! I don't care if you're a human or a demon, just a few bullets and you'll be dead!"

The driver roared at Wang Xiaoyu, and crazily pulled the trigger, until all the bullets were shot out, releasing crackling sounds.

"Is he dead?"

The driver s body trembled as he looked outside the window. Other than the glass being filled with broken pieces, there was a godlike Wang Xiaoyu standing there.

Wang Xiaoyu's eyes were tightly shut, his entire body was enveloped in a layer of faint red light. A dozen or so bullets that should have pierced his body were all inserted halfway into the red light, and half of them were exposed to the outside!

The driver felt that the mysterious red light was like a shield that blocked all the bullets he had placed his hopes on, completely unable to harm Wang Xiaoyu at all.

"Pata!"

He stared at Wang Xiaoyu blankly with his eyes wide opened. The black gun in his hand that was shot with empty bullets fell to the ground with a 'pa da' sound. However, he obviously did not have the time to pick up the empty gun!

This was because he had once again seen something that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Wang Xiaoyu suddenly opened his eyes, and the red light became glass, shattering into thousands of pieces of glass, and suddenly shot into the air, disappearing without a trace!

On the other hand, the dozens of bullets embedded in the red light seemed to exert a tremendous amount of force, dragging a dozen white marks behind them as they flew towards the front of the carriage at a speed higher than the speed of a chamber.

It was not over yet. After the bullets entered Wang Xiaoyu's body, he smiled at the driver and spat out, "Go to hell!"

After the three words, his right hand abruptly pulled backwards, as if pulling a strong spring of resistance.

Wang Xiaoyu roared loudly, and the fist on his right hand immediately combusted with a layer of three thick red light!

"The thirty-six forms of fat cat, the first form, Sky Strike!"

He punched out with his right fist and like a cannonball, his fist slammed heavily onto the black coloured Toyota SUV!

"Boom!"

His right fist collided with the front of the car, producing a loud sound as if a house suddenly collapsed.

A red shadow of a fist carrying incomparable power went through the metal on the front of the car and swiftly smashed towards the driver's chest!

"Puchi!"

The driver's chest suddenly felt as if it had been hit by a huge iron hammer. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth as the huge force brought out by the fist shadow broke the back of the front and back seats along with his broken body. Through the iron trunk, the seat finally smashed into the ground a dozen meters away from the car.

Judging from his quick and dark expression and his nearly ruined body, this driver could not possibly survive!

"Crack!"

After the fist shadow killed the driver, the SUV could no longer withstand the force of the fist shadow. With a "kacha" sound, cracks as thick as a finger began to spread rapidly in all directions.

Finally, the powerful force tore the SUV into pieces and scattered them all around!

Wang Xiaoyu slowly retracted his right fist, as the shock in his heart could not be more intense!

"This... This punch is too, too strong! "

The red light on his right fist gradually disappeared, and Wang Xiaoyu roared madly in his heart. Undoubtedly, the power of this fist gave him a huge shock, and practically refreshed his knowledge.

When the red light completely dissipated, Wang Xiaoyu's heart became heavy. He thought that he could get rid of the driver alone, but he never expected that the driver would be so troublesome. If not for Fat Cat Demon Sovereign attacking him in time, Wang Xiaoyu would have met the King of Hell long ago.

"It seems I'm still too weak!"

He let out a long breath. The fight just now had been like a movie, playing over and over in his mind. When he saw that he was about to be killed by a car that was over 120 yards long, his heart was at a loss.

It was a dilemma where he wanted to use the power of the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign but did not want to use his own!

Fortunately, he was bound to the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign with his life and death situation. In that moment of life and death, the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign's powerful demonic energy was imbued into him, allowing him to block the bullet at a close distance and unleash a "Sky Blast Strike!"

That terrifying attack was something Wang Xiaoyu had never encountered before, and it was something he dared not imagine!

In that one strike, he could clearly feel that the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign's demonic powers were different from his own.

The former's demonic energy was very majestic and condensed, while his was extremely diluted and small!

Compared to the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign, it was like a vast and boundless ocean. It couldn't even be considered a small ditch and was completely dried up!

~ Could this be the power of the Demonic Lord realm?

With a stomach full of questions, Wang Xiaoyu thought for a moment, then carefully asked the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign inside his body: "fat cat, you, has your strength recovered?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyu clearly felt the difference in strength between him and Fat Cat Demon Sovereign, so even the tone he used to ask a question had greatly changed.

His reverence and carefulness caused Fat Cat Demon Sovereign to be a little surprised. After all, from the moment he came into contact with Wang Xiaoyu till now, he had a look of "I'm not afraid of death", and I'm sure that I don't know how to respect and fear my Fat Cat Demon Sovereign!

If it wasn't for the fact that his Fat Cat Demon Sovereign was tied to Wang Xiaoyu's life and death, relying on the arrogance of his strength, he had killed Wang Xiaoyu countless times. As a result, when his Fat Cat Demon Sovereign felt Wang Xiaoyu's reverence, he couldn't help but start to see him in a higher light.

"Looks like this kid still has the heart to respect the strong!"

The Fat Cat Demon Sovereign laughed, and after laughing with Wang Xiaoyu for a while, he said seriously: "Let me take a peek, that, thanks to your blessings, is now one percent condensed. My demonic powers have recovered to level one, and because of the effect of your thousand years of Fish liver oil, my Demonic Lord's demonic powers are even more condensed!"

"So?" That fist just now was just a layer of demonic spiritual energy? "

When Wang Xiaoyu heard that his Fat Cat Demon Sovereign's soul and demonic powers had improved, he couldn't help but be happy for him.

However, he quickly thought of a problem, and that was that the fist strike that shocked him earlier, could actually only be at the first level of Fat Cat Demon Sovereign.

This …!

"What is it? Don't you believe it? "Sou Nian, let me tell you, that punch just now only used half of my demonic power!"