Chapter 647 Is It So Strong?

Seeing the changes before and after this Demon Race warrior, Yang Kai's expression was indifferent, but he was extremely surprised.

He had seen these texture-like things on many Demon Race people before, but there were also many people who didn't have them, such as Li Rong, Guan'er and the others, at least on the exposed skin, Yang Kai didn't see it. what texture.

Now it seems that it's not that they don't have it, but that they can be retracted and put away just like the demon warrior in front of them!

Once these lines appear, the strength of the demons will be upgraded to a new level!

The other party's imposing manner was like a rainbow, and Pan Lang and the others also had a calm expression on their faces, a look that Yang Kai was about to suffer, gloating at the misfortune.

Yang Kai took a deep breath and did not evade, but to the surprise of everyone, he bumped into it head-on.

He deliberately checked how much the strength of this demon warrior has improved.

boom……

A loud noise came, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye swept around the two people who collided. Yang Kai flew upside down and rolled several times in the air before he stabilized his body.

The demon warrior also kept retreating. Although he tried hard to hold his body, he was unsuccessful. He retreated a dozen steps, fell on his back, and gasped for breath.

Pan Lang and the others couldn't help widening their eyes, looking at Yang Kai in disbelief.

Although there are few human beings in Xiaoxuan Realm, they also know that the physical quality of the ancient demon clan is superior to that of any race, and even other people from the same demon clan cannot be compared with the ancient demon clan.

But now, in the head-to-head confrontation, his companion is actually on a par with a human being.

Pan Lang was very annoyed and shouted angrily: "What are you doing, you can't even take a human?"

The demon warrior who fell to the ground climbed up for the second time, shook his head table, didn't care about his injuries and broken bones, and muttered: "This kid's body is also very good."

"No matter how good your body is, can you compare with our ancient demon clan?" Pan Lang looked hideous, "You still have another chance to prove yourself, if you fail again, you will no longer be eligible to play with me, and you will be punished by then. Relegated to ordinary clansmen."

"Don't worry, I will deal with him properly this time!" The demon warrior nodded solemnly, and while speaking, the lines on his face once again changed somewhat unusually. Those lines seemed to melt away at once, covering his entire body. His face made him look like he was wearing a mask, his expression was blank, but his red eyes exuded a cold murderous intent.

The previous two unsuccessful attempts made him really angry.

Yang Kai was suspended in mid-air, watching from the sidelines, more and more surprised in his heart.

It was not until this moment that he truly realized the strength of the demons living in Xiaoxuanjie. This demonic person who had played against him was only at the seventh level of the Immortal Ascension Boundary. Repeatedly increasing the momentum and strength, these methods are simply appalling.

With such a cultivation base, if he was replaced by a human warrior of the same level outside, he would fall to the ground after eating Yang Kai for the first time, but he was severely injured twice in a row, but he was still fierce.

The body of the ancient demon clan seems to contain extremely terrifying potential!

Judging from the attitudes and rhetoric of Pan Lang and others towards him, Yang Kai also realized that the warriors of the ancient demon clan were bloodthirsty and warlike existences, and their companions had a row of ribs interrupted by him, not only did they not show it No worries, but instead provoked him again and again, trying to get him back.

This race really has a big difference with humans, Yang Kai shook his head secretly.

Over there, the Demon Race martial artist has launched an attack again, and the dull air blasting sound suddenly came from under his feet, and his burly body disappeared in Yang Kai's eyes.

The speed has reached a limit, and he has faded his body.

Pan Lang nodded slightly: "The second deployment of the magic pattern, this human boy will suffer!"

As soon as the voice fell, another loud bang came out.

The disappearing Demon Race martial artist was present, with one leg raised high and pressed on Yang Kai's shoulder.

Yang Kai was more than ten feet below his body, and the slate instantly became a powder, but he was as still as a mountain, looking at the demon warrior indifferently, under his astonished gaze, he grabbed his ankle, and the windmill turned around a few times. Tossed hard upwards.

The Demon Race martial artist shouted, and the true essence spurted out from the acupuncture point of his body, trying to stop his own rise. Before he could stabilize, the chest and abdomen suddenly suffered a heavy and continuous blow.

Turning his head with difficulty, he saw that the human boy was following him all the way, and he was killing him when he couldn't stabilize his center of gravity!

His fists have been swung so that the trajectory cannot be clearly seen, and the shadows of the fists flying out of the sky.

And from his fist, a stream of pure and scorching True Essence spewed out, and after colliding with his own demonic energy, his demonic energy involuntarily produced an instinctive sense of fear!

bang bang bang..."

The explosions continued one after another, and Yang Kai slammed his head and attacked. Although there was no expression on his face, he was extremely admired by this Demon Race warrior in his heart.

His attack, the transcendent realm of human beings can't bear it, but this demon powerhouse has endured it.

It wasn't until he landed that the Demon Race warrior narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Kai in disbelief.

Yang Kai punched again and slammed into his face.

A few teeth flew out, and this punch should be the last straw that broke the camel's back. As the fist was retracted, the aura of the Demon Race martial artist was unleashed, and there was no movement, and the magic lines on his face quickly disappeared. subsided.

Yang Kai slowly stood up, gloomily raised his head and glanced at Pan Lang and the others who were standing not far away.

Even if their companions were beaten like this, they didn't mean to come to the rescue, they just watched the play.

But whether it was Pan Lang or the other demons, there was a strong look of surprise on their faces at this moment. They never imagined that the fighting power of this human warrior would be so strong, and the bloody and direct fighting style was quite in line with their appetite.

"Interesting, it looks like we all underestimated you!" Pan Lang lightly stroked his palm, "But you won, but the weakest among us, you won't be so lucky."

Saying so, Pan Lang gave another Demon Race martial artist a look, and the man came out immediately.

"Don't be so troublesome, let's get together!" Yang Kai shook his arms, immersed in alchemy for a few months and didn't do anything with anyone, and now the fight is really hearty, and the fighting spirit gushing out of his body is burning fiercely , his own strength is just around the corner.

He loves fighting!

Especially fighting against a strong opponent, this feeling makes him extremely comfortable.

Pan Lang laughed: "We won't bully you like that. If it's a life-and-death battle, it's a different story, but it's just a lesson for you, and we don't need all of us to take action."

"Really?" Yang Kai took a deep breath, his strength was no longer reserved, he burst out fiercely, no nonsense, his body swayed, and he rushed towards the group of demon warriors.

The scorching real essence shrouded in an instant, and under Yang Kai's precise and subtle control, his attacks hit the remaining five or six people at the same time.

Pan Lang was furious: "I really don't know how high the sky is!"

In the anger, magic lines appeared on the necks of the five or six people, and then climbed to their faces, covering their entire faces.

Although it was easy to say, Pan Lang and the others also knew that Yang Kai was not easy to deal with, and if he was not careful, he might be knocked down by him.

And what Pan Lang cared about most was that the true essence of this human warrior seemed to restrain their demonic energy, allowing him to have a multiplier effect when dealing with his own clansmen.

A melee started quickly, and Yang Kai had more than one enemy, so he was not afraid, but instead looked excited and had a high fighting spirit.

He held it back for too long, and he felt that if he didn't take this opportunity to vent his boredom over the past few months, sooner or later he would be unable to help find someone to do it.

The provocation of Pan Lang and others was right in their arms.

All kinds of exquisite martial skills shined in the stone room, and Yang Kai also thoroughly learned the powerful combat power of the ancient demon clan.

When Guan'er pushed open the door of the stone room, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly shrank, staring at the fragmented scene in the stone room, and for a while, she was dumbfounded.

In the past few months, Yang Kai, an alien, has behaved quite calmly and has no thoughts of running away, so Guan'er naturally does not need to monitor him all the time.

I didn't expect such a big thing to happen this time.

Six or seven clansmen fell miserably or crawled on the ground, and there were traces of fighting and bloodstains everywhere in the stone chamber.

"What's going on?" Guan'er exclaimed, hurriedly rushed in to check on the situation of her own clansmen, and after checking, she found that each of them was severely injured, and the worst half of the body was broken. The injury, even the physical fitness of the ancient demon clan, would take at least half a year to fully recover. The lightest one had more than a dozen broken bones, and the body was full of scars, skin and flesh torn apart, which was horrible to see.

"Pan Lang?" Guan'er covered her mouth when she found the last person.

Looking up, Guan'er suddenly found that Yang Kai was sitting cross-legged on the bed, maintaining a meditating posture, and there were some traces of battle left on his body.

Although Guan'er didn't like Pan Lang's eyes, these were his own clansmen after all, and Yang Kai was the culprit who injured them, so Guan'er naturally wanted to ask.

Before rushing over, Master Li's voice suddenly came from his ear: "Don't disturb him, he seems to be breaking through, call some people in, and quietly carry Pan Lang and the others away."

"Sir, but here"—"

"I understand what happened. It's not his fault that Pan Lang and the others provoked them first!"

"I see." Guan'er nodded lightly, staring at Yang Kai in a daze, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion, listening to Master Li's tone, it seemed that he really injured Pan Lang and the others.

How strong is this human boy? (To be continued [This text is provided by Breaking Dawn Update Group x-on:hongchenranshao]. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to "First Release" to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)