He Jiawei's face was ashen. Ever since he met his teacher and learned the Blood Demon Technique, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
The dignified leader of the Red Army, the dominating figure, was actually ridiculed in such a mocking tone.
"You are looking for death..." The angry He Jiawei turned over and stood up, kicked off his legs, and rushed towards Ye Xiu again.
His whole body was wrapped in blood-colored light, and before the person arrived, a strong smell of blood filled the air.
Ye Xiu frowned, but he was not intimidated by the opponent's aura, but was intimidated by the foul smell of blood. What kind of technique did this guy practice that was so evil?
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and the two fists clashed again.
Ye Xiu's body remained motionless, but He Jiawei's figure was once again blown away. However, this time, he did not fall to the ground like before. He completed a backflip in the air and landed firmly on the ground.
But his face was still extremely ugly.
When Ye Xiu appeared before, he didn't take action immediately, or even greeted others, but he was full of confidence in his own strength.
He originally wanted to wait for Ye Xiu, Su Yanrou and others to put on a good show of reunion, then easily defeat Ye Xiu, torture him in front of Su Yanrou, and then send him on his way, but who would have thought
, this guy is stronger than he thought.
In these two attacks, he did not use all his strength, but the opponent was also extremely relaxed. Could it be that this boy has entered the true realm in the warrior legend?
No, in the previous two fights, he didn't feel any real energy fluctuations. He just relied on the strength of his physical body to block his two attacks.
Has this guy also become a Yuan fighter?
"What? You don't have to use all your strength? If you don't use all your strength, don't blame me for not giving you a chance..." Seeing He Jiawei with twinkling eyes, Ye Xiu chuckled.
At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside. It seemed that the soldiers guarding the surroundings had arrived, but Ye Xiu didn't care at all.
At his current level, unless they are strong men of the same level, it will be useless no matter how many people come.
"It seems that I have underestimated you after all, but do you really think I can't do anything to you?" He Jiawei sneered.
Ye Xiu smiled and said nothing, as if you really couldn't do anything to me.
In just a moment, a group of soldiers with live ammunition rushed in. When they saw the situation, these soldiers raised their firearms and aimed at Ye Xiu to shoot.
However, He Jiawei suddenly waved his hand, and a huge suction force came. Those soldiers who had not yet stood still were suddenly sucked in by this suction force, and they all showed panicked expressions.
But before their bodies even hit the ground, they exploded one after another, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky.
He Jiawei opened his mouth and swallowed the blood mist in one gulp.
His aura began to surge again, and his whole person was enveloped in streaks of bloody light.
"Ye Xiu, let me show you my real method, the Blood-Rage Demon King Fist!" He Jiawei roared angrily, and with one move with one hand, a huge blood-colored demon king phantom appeared behind him and took a big step forward.
, directly raised his right fist and smashed it towards Ye Xiu.
In an instant, even Ye Xiu felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, but he just frowned, stood firmly on the ground with both feet, and punched out the same way!
An invisible punch shot out of the air and hit the huge fist directly.
"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the blood demon's fist was shattered by the force of the fist on the spot, and then the whole body shattered and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky.
However, He Jiawei's figure came to Ye Xiu at this moment, and blood lines appeared on his face, and he smiled ferociously at Ye Xiu: "Do you really think I am so easy to deal with?
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The moment he finished speaking, his right fist shot out like lightning, hitting Ye Xiu's heart.
On the fist, there was a bloody electric light flashing.
The terrifying force of the fist was like tearing the void apart.
At this moment, Ye Xiu had just punched to shatter the phantom of the demon god. It was at the most empty moment that he seemed to have no time to resist the punch.
However, just when He Jiawei's fist was about to hit Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu quickly took a step back, then stretched out his hands like lightning and grabbed He Jiawei's fist.
"You are really so easy to deal with..." Ye Xiu also grinned at He Jiawei, directly lifted He Jiawei's body up, and smashed it towards the other side!
Kowloon embraces the moon!
"Boom!" With a loud noise, He Jiawei's body hit the ground heavily, creating a huge deep pit on the spot and sending dust all over the sky.
Ye Siqi had already felt relaxed and happy watching it.
Over the years, although my father has not been around, every time my mother, Aunt Qin, and Aunt Zhao mentioned my father, they all said that my father was a peerless strong man.
Senior brother Ximen and senior sister worship their father to the extreme.
After reading and seeing, Ye Siqi was full of admiration for his father who left him when he was very young. In his heart, his father has always been the strongest person in the world.
Now, seeing his father take action with his own eyes, he was extremely excited.
It turns out that neither my mother nor the others lied to me, my father is really very strong.
The big bad guy easily defeated the powerful Senior Brother Ximen and Senior Sister, but was helpless in his father's hands.
This is his father, and he must become a strong man like his father.
I just don’t know who is stronger between my father and my eldest brother!
Ye Siqi's thoughts had drifted far away, and Ye Xiaoshu and Ximen Jian were once again stunned.
They always knew that their master was very strong, but they did not expect that their master would still be so strong after so many years.
As powerful as a demon king, he was brutally abused by him.
He deserves to be called his master.
On the contrary, Su Yanrou's expression was calm. It seemed that ever since she met Ye Xiu, this man had never let her down.
At this time, He Jiawei's figure suddenly jumped out of the pit. His clothes were in tatters, his face was covered with bruises, and there were cuts everywhere on his body. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.
Where is the coolness and indifference that I had just now?
"Haha, your recovery ability is pretty good..." Seeing He Jiawei getting up so quickly, Ye Xiu chuckled, but did not rush to kill He Jiawei.
For this person who humiliated Su Yanrou, tortured his apprentice, and beat his son, how could he let him die so easily!
"Huh..." He Jiawei no longer had the strength to speak, and stared at Ye Xiu with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
He almost tried his best, but still couldn't hurt Ye Xiu.
How could he be so strong?
Isn't he a warrior? Why can't I feel the slightest breath of true energy in his body?
Instead, he felt a power that made his heart palpitate!
But soon, He Jiawei's face showed a smile again, just because a figure had arrived at the scene without knowing when...