The Brave Master Is the Demon King

Ling Tu stared straight at the Demon King. He didn't have any expression, but he could make people feel bad.

I don't know if it was Rena's illusion, the cheering around was weakened a lot, and the patriarch placed his hands in front of him, looking at the two with a serious face.

"begin."

He yelled, but it was strange that the two of them still stood motionless.

The people around held their breath, they could feel the breath radiating from Ling Tu's body, something was wrong.

He seems to be serious.

"You can't beat me just by standing."

Zero coating is low and authentic.

He didn't seem to intend to move first, the corners of the Demon King's mouth were slightly bent, and his right thumb was clasped on his index finger, making a crackling sound.

In an instant, the two moved at the same time, and the Demon King slowly took a step forward, a terrible wind pressure rolled up from the place he stepped on, and suddenly the wind blew. However, the zero paint is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He flew up his eyebrows and punched in a rush. His fist passed through the wind layer and struck straight at the devil.

However, the Demon King dodged sideways. This was the first time in the trial that he avoided the opponent's attack!

It's not over yet! Although Lingtu's fist was empty, his arm immediately burst with energy, and an invisible impact immediately hit the devil's body. He felt as if he had been hit by a dragon, and then moved out and left on the ground. Two lines of deep ditch were down.

Ling Tu spit out a puff of white smoke, his upper body clothes suddenly shattered, and with a roar, he raised his fist and hit the demon lord.

Numerous fists bombarded the place where the devil was, and the frozen soil on the ground instantly melted away, rising like boiling hot water.

The onlookers were affected, and many people were blown out without standing still, but they didn't seem to worry at all about those who were blown off, and they were still watching the excitement.

Everyone was amazed that the Demon King actually avoided every fist. He was like a ghost, and a slightly weaker person thought that the fist had passed through his body.

Seeing that all his attacks failed, Ling Tu became a little anxious. He suddenly jumped back, and then moved his right foot back in a strange posture. His palms were facing each other and placed in front of him.

Suddenly, a thick white mist appeared in his hands, and he slammed it towards the Demon King. In an instant, the white smoke turned into six or seven wolf heads, biting away at the Demon King.

The devil snapped his fingers forward, and the cloud of smoke suddenly swelled and exploded. However, before it was finished, the smoke was jumped up by the zero paint behind it. He jumped very high, and a thunder fell in an instant. In his hand, it became a lightning chain wrapped around his hand.

When he was falling, he threw out the lightning in his hand suddenly, with a rumbling sound, the lightning flashed, and the lightning fell on the place where the demon king was.

However, something strange happened. The Demon King stretched out a finger, and Dianguang immediately disappeared in front of the panicked crowd.

With a gritted teeth, Ling Tu's eyes showed a blue light, and suddenly there was a colorful light, and he suddenly turned into a white monster with an ah.

boom!

The moment he fell, he raised his fist and hit the ground, and his surroundings sank in an instant, and everyone was lifted up.

Fortunately, the audience stayed far away, so they were not affected, but the fence had been reduced to fragments and disappeared without a trace.

However, as soon as the noisy voice calmed down, the demon lord fended off the fist of Ling Tu and punched the opponent in the face.

In an instant, his huge body flew out and fell in front of Zurao.

Zero Tu has never lost so thoroughly. He rubbed his dislocated chin and sat up from the ground. The white hair on his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you OK?"

A member of the tribe beside him asked with concern.

"It's okay."

Ling Tu stood up again, gritting his teeth and glaring at the outsider.

As the devil had expected, he would not give up so easily, the devil felt that his punch should be a little harder.

"You are a strong foreigner."

Zero Tu said suddenly.

At this time, Sora suddenly filled with dark clouds for some reason.

"But I won't let you win."

When finished, Ling Tu palm facing up, raised his head and screamed, shouting a few incomprehensible spells, the colorful light in the sky suddenly turned into a gap, and a terrifying and solemn figure appeared in front of all Rao in an instant. A white light fell on Lingtu's body.

At this time, Ling Tu changed, his eyes glowed white, and the magic on his body was intertwined, turning into a white armor, just like an ancient warrior.

It was the first time the Demon King saw such a magic, but he could conclude that it was a summoning magic, and what was summoned was not something in this world, nor was it a demon like Mr. Ball.

While he was thinking, Ling Tu launched an attack. He opened his mouth and blew his terrible blizzard. The devil held up the magic shield, but the cold snow and ice formed a layer of ice on his magic shield.

His magic is frozen? !

Just as he was amazed, his magic shield suddenly shattered, and a ghostly sword pierced him.

However, the Demon King's eyes sharpened, and a dark red magic power quietly leaked.

In an instant, a curvy and chaotic black line appeared around. No one knew what it was, only that all the magic was absorbed by it, just like a child’s graffiti running into the real world, this terrible black line entangled. On Ling Tu's body, he lost his strength at once, kneeling on the ground half tired, unable to move.

Soon, the black line slowly disappeared in front of everyone. They had never seen such a terrible magic before, and they suddenly subdued the zero paint.

The Gaoshan people also opened their mouths. Although they knew that this stranger was very strong, they never thought that Lingtu would lose.

At this time, Rena, who was standing behind Mr. Ball, had a complicated expression. She was very happy that the master was not injured, but she did not want the master to win the game.

"Who else wants to challenge now?"

The patriarch is still standing in place ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The strange thing is that the position where he is standing is still intact, and the straw on the ground is still flat on the ground.

The people of the tribe, look at me and I see you, there is no one to say, and then they clapped unanimously.

"Welcome! Outsider!"

They applauded and shouted, the patriarch also smiled, "You are great, a foreigner, thank you for teaching my son a lesson."

He patted the Demon King on the shoulder, and then the two received a warm welcome. Their attitude towards Errao was completely different from before, and they were very hospitable.

The Gaoshan people held a banquet, lit a bonfire in the snow, and slaughtered a cow that was more expensive than a human, and countless meats were placed on a long table, and anyone could feast on it.

The demon king thought it was one kind of food, but after three or two minutes, only bones and a little soup were left on the table.

The master of the brave is the devil