Chapter 263 The Purple Shirt Demon Emperor Is Chased and Beaten

The Purple Shirt Demon Emperor was not a match for Xiao Zhang Xing. How the hell is this possible!

This kid is a magic and martial arts practitioner, and he is still at the level of a primary war king, but the fighting spirit he bursts out is comparable to that of a half-step war master!

The Purple Shirt Demon Emperor was blown away with a confused look on his face. The other three were stunned and distracted, and were repelled by the three dragons.

"Haha, this is the first style of the Dragon Fist. Now let you try the second style!"

"Sky-Splitting Fist!"

After rising four levels in a row, the second and third styles of the Dragon Fist can finally be used.

The Purple Shirt Demon Emperor was not seriously injured in the abdomen, and he defended himself instantly when he landed.

"Demon Earth Thick Wall!"

Six thick earth walls rose from the ground in front of him.

Zhang Xing's second style of Dragon Fist also arrived.

Ka! Ka! Bang!

The Sky-Splitting Fist is unstoppable. It can even split the sky, let alone a few magic walls.

The Purple Shirt Demon Emperor's eyes twitched. The kid is too fierce.

Now we have to stop him from getting close. If a magician is approached by a warrior, he will be abused!

And Zhang Xing's strength is obviously higher than his, so he is completely waiting to die!

"Ten Thousand Vines Entangled!"

"Swamp Sea!"

"Mind Binding!"

While retreating rapidly, he cast magic to stop Zhang Xing's footsteps.

It's so cowardly to be chased around by a little kid!

I was angry and hated it.

Damn, this kid's magic realm seems to be not low. The magic power in his body is not released, as if he is brewing something, so we have to be on guard.

I was thinking about being on guard, and when I was about to cast the floating spell and retreat the next second, I suddenly found that my movements could not keep up with my thoughts!

No!

It's the slow spell!

I didn't sense it at all. The realm of this spellcasting is elusive and even more powerful than mine.

Is this going to make people live? I felt bitter in my heart, but my mental strength was not slack.

Almost when I felt something was wrong, I cast a magic to dispel it on myself.

The body was instantly lit up like a light, with white light everywhere!

Humph! Casting these low-level magic on a demon king is simply too much of a disdain for me.

Just when I thought of this, my scalp exploded and there was a muffled sound on my back.

"Bang!"

"Wow!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body hit the ground hard, and when he turned around, he was stunned.

"Why are there two Zhang Xings?"

But he immediately understood that it was the mirror technique!

Damn kid, magic and martial arts are too good.

It's hard to defend against!

No, I can't be beaten passively like this, I have to release the ultimate move and quickly solve him.

Zhang Xing didn't stop and followed the purple-shirted demon king.

Sky-splitting fist!

"Boom!"

Just as the purple-shirted demon king fell to the ground, a punch carrying a sharp dragon energy arrived.

After the bang, the figure disappeared at the original place.

"Strange, where is the person? It's impossible that there is nothing left after being beaten?"

Zhang Xing was wondering, when suddenly the sky became bright, as if there was an extra sun.

Squinting his eyes, he saw that the Purple Shirt Demon Emperor was wrapped in white light, holding a three-foot-long staff in his hand.

He murmured some strange notes, which Zhang Xing could not understand.

"Hmph! It must be some super move, but it still needs to be slowly nagging before it can be released?"

"I'll interrupt you and not give you a chance!"

Zhang Xing immediately punched out.

"Get down!"

"Bang!"

The expected situation did not happen, and the punch was resisted by the white light outside the Purple Shirt Demon Emperor.

"What kind of magic is this? It seems to be quite powerful, and it also has defense!"

"I don't believe that I can't break your defense!"

"I'll hit..."

Boom boom boom! Three consecutive punches, without any effect, like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing a ripple.