Demon Sword God

Just as the arrow of the right arm finally spit out a dark orchid tongue with white light, Carlody moved. She waved her wings, her body suddenly leaned forward, and dived towards Phelps.

This human being is desperate!

This is Phelps' only idea.

OK, since you are going to work hard, I will play with you. Phelps, who was suppressing his anger, had no place to vent his anger, quickly placed his arms in front of him, and his fists were facing each other. Then a dark red light came from Phelps's

It was emitted from the fist.

"Wow! It's the roar of the Demon King, you're so awesome." The sarcastic voice of Demon Island came into Phelps' ears.

The roar of the devil, Phelps created his own famous skill, condensed all his anger and murderous aura at one point, and combined with the powerful ultimate skill emitted by the fighting spirit. The super pressure that once caused the eighteen demons under the demon clan to be extremely troubled

The box-bottom martial arts now require a human devil who is less than level six!

Phelps couldn't care about that much, and now all he wanted was to vent and smash the little guy in front of him who made him irritated into a pile of minced meat.

The dazzling light was getting closer and closer, and Phelps' right fist suddenly raised.

Just the moment when white and red intersect.

Phelps suddenly discovered that a sarcastic smile appeared in the dazzling white light, the corner of the mouth that blurred the face.

This sarcastic smile actually made Phelps feel a little uneasy.

Bang—

The violent collision caused an impact. Phelps' feet were deeply pressed into the ground under her feet by a huge shock wave, and the next scene was unforgettable for Phelps.

The white light did not continue to confront his red attack, but instead divided a small force to change the impact track of the red impact, and then a figure stepped on the almost physical red attack.

The red energy flew into the air with the rushing red energy soaring into the sky, and the red impact was now heading towards...

Flying vertically towards the Demon Island!

Carlody stood on the red shock, raised her arm and pointed the gathered light arrow directly below the Alcatraz.

The tip of the light arrow was pointed at a demon lying on the top of the mountain watching the battle. The huge murderous aura scared the demon clan loosened his hand and fell from the Demon Island.

The demons on the Demon Island exploded in an instant. All kinds of demons, no matter big or small, strong or weak, and those with identities without identities, were all screaming in horror and swarming in order to fly away from the shock.

Alcatraz.

But, can you really escape?

The Demon King's roar, Phelps' ultimate skill, in addition to its powerful destructive power, also has unmatched speed! No one can escape from the range covered by the Demon Island in time! God knows what this impact will bring

.Most demons cherish their lives above everything else. Seeing that they could not escape the upcoming collision, many demons grabbed a demon flying by their side and blocked them...

Carlody looked down, and the vague red light was Phelps' angry face struggling on the ground.

"Only a fool will fight you. My target is not you..." Carlody raised her head and faced the black mountain that was getting closer and closer, with a smug smile on her lips.

The smallest sacrifice is exchanged for the greatest success. The value of Alcatraz is beyond the reach of more than a dozen Phelps!