Seeing this scene, Anderson and the other two two-horned demons who were watching were stunned.
You know, Marcus is a mid-level demon. Not only is his level higher than them, but his strength is far beyond them.
I originally thought that Marcus would be able to defeat Chen Hao in just a few strikes. Unexpectedly, not long after the fight, Marcus was at a disadvantage and was beaten by Chen Hao.
Anderson broke out in a cold sweat, feeling terrified: "It turns out that Chen Hao didn't use all his strength on the rooftop of Tektronix Company, otherwise I would have died long ago."
Marcus flapped his wings rapidly, but the suction behind him became stronger and stronger, making him slower and slower.
The sky was no longer visible around him, and wherever he looked, there was nothing but dazzling lightning.
"hateful!"
Marcus roared angrily, suddenly stopped, his wings contracted, and then suddenly unfolded.
Under the wings, a pair of tiny appendages appeared faintly.
Immediately, Marcus's demonic aura rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it more than doubled in strength.
Huhuhu...
The black flames burning on his body quickly turned into countless long black chains.
The black chains were flying automatically, like countless black pythons, facing the surging thunder handprints.
Bang bang bang!
Amid the terrifying explosions, the big thunder handprints burst rapidly one after another like balloons struck by a whip.
Chen Hao looked stern, he didn't expect Marcus to hide his strength.
This demon's strength cannot be underestimated.
In less than a moment, the Thunder Handprint was swept away by Marcus.
"Practitioners from the East, prepare to bear the wrath of the demons in hell!"
Marcus roared, and countless black flame chains quickly extended and shot towards Chen Hao.
Chen Hao used Xuan Yu's Thousand Transformations Technique to move around in the air and dodge flexibly.
The black chain is not only powerful, but also has a strong demonic aura, which can even corrode his magic power. Once bound, it is difficult to escape.
The black chain is like a gangrene attached to the bone, and the lightning is shooting, chasing after him.
As Marcus' aura increases, the Hell Flame changes form, becoming greatly stronger in both strength and speed.
"Purple Yang Thunder Sound Fist!"
Chen Hao looked solemn and punched.
Boom boom boom...
Amidst the loud thunder, rounds of purple suns fell from the sky, like meteorites, hitting the black chains hard.
The Ziyang Thunder Sound Fist is also the most powerful and powerful magical power that can restrain the flames of hell.
For a moment, the black chains were smashed to pieces.
Marcus's hands shook rapidly, and the black chain shot quickly and flexibly. He could either pierce Ziyang from the center or cleverly avoid the impact.
This is a skill Marcus gained from fighting in hell for thousands of years. Even if his power is restrained, he can easily defeat his opponent.
However, what he didn't expect was that the Ziyang Thunder Sound Fist would also change accordingly, suddenly changing from a round ball to a sharp blade form, and its flexibility and speed were even worse than those of the black chain.
Swish, swish, swish...
Purple blades slashed from all directions, instantly cutting the black chains into countless pieces, turning into black flames and scattering in all directions.
Marcus' expression changed, and he activated the hell flames, which turned into burning boulders, violently clashing back and forth, knocking away the Ziyang sharp blade easily.
But the Ziyang Leiyin Fist turned into a handful of purple steel drills and landed hard on the burning boulder, nailing the boulder into pieces.
"I don't believe it."
Marcus roared angrily, changing into the form of hell flame again.
He did not believe that the skills acquired through countless years of desperate fighting in the cruel hell would be lost to the human being in front of him who was only in his twenties at most.
However, no matter what form Marcus transformed the hell flame into, or how fully he displayed his fighting skills, he was always restrained by the Ziyang Thunder Sound Fist, and fell behind in a short period of time.
How can this be……
Marcus was shocked, angry, and unable to understand.
Little did he know that Chen Hao possesses the realm, experience and knowledge of an old monster who has lived for nearly ten thousand years. Not only does his combat power reach the ultimate level of cultivation, but his skills are also at the level of transformation.
Marcus's fighting skills, acquired through countless life-and-death battles, were indeed powerful, but in Chen Hao's opinion they were still crude, equivalent to a more powerful monster in the world of cultivation who relied on instinct to fight.
Gradually, Marcus was surrounded by countless purple suns, and the hell flame was suppressed and returned to its original form, constantly shrinking.
"Ahhhh..."
Marcus roared to the sky and suddenly withdrew the hell flames to protect his whole body.
Then, his giant claws seemed to be forming seals, changing various gestures, and at the same time, he murmured in his mouth and uttered an indistinct low voice like a spell.
The sound seemed to penetrate the space, and it had a strange and shocking momentum.
When Anderson and the two other two-horned demons saw this, they no longer stood idly by and immediately raised their hands to send out large black hell flames, which were submerged in Marcus' protective flames.
Chen Hao's expression changed, and he clearly sensed that a huge evil force was rapidly gathering in Marcus' hands.
No matter what kind of attack, this demon cannot be unleashed.
He used all his strength to activate the Ziyang Thunder Fist, hitting Marcus like a violent storm.
The hell flames shrank rapidly like spring snow under the scorching sun, and the purple thunder had even turned into countless electric snakes, passing through the gaps in the hell flames and engulfing Marcus's body.
Marcus had a look of pain on his face, but he remained motionless and continued to change his gestures.
Anderson and the two two-horned demons also desperately sent out hell flames to help Marcus resist.
"Silver shuttle!"
Chen Hao shouted and pointed his finger.
A ray of silver light shot out from his body, instantly penetrated the hell flames, penetrated into Marcus's chest, and penetrated from behind, bringing out a large pile of black blood and minced flesh.
The flames all over Marcus' body suddenly went out, and he fell to the sky in pain.
At this moment, his gesture ended, the last syllable came out of his mouth, and he pointed towards Chen Hao.
Chen Hao had already used magic power and restraint to protect his whole body, and at the same time used Xuanyu Qianyu to dodge like lightning.
But it's no use.
For a moment, Chen Hao suddenly felt something extra in his body, and then there was a burning pain all over his body.
He hurriedly used his inner vision.
Suddenly, Chen Hao took a breath of cold air.
I saw extremely small black flames burning in the skin and flesh all over my body, burning little by little.
The burned areas quickly turned black and turned into ashes.
Chen Hao mobilized his magic power and submerged it into his body.
However, although the black flame was suppressed by mana, it did not go out. It just became smaller and was still burning.
The pain eased slightly, but did not disappear.
"Don't waste your efforts. This is a curse from the devil and you can't lift it."