Can this Peng Demon's defense withstand a full-force strike to the head?
"Puchi..."
Blood splattered as a shadow streaked past, and the two figures separated on contact.
Cui Lengzhou was sent flying, a bloody hole appeared on his chest, bright red blood flowed down his body, soaking his clothing, yet he seemed oblivious, his gaze fixated ahead. Before him, destructive thunder power erupted, as if it were going to tear the night apart, but it did not hit the Peng Demon.
"Such speed."
Cui Lengzhou thought to himself, surprised that the Peng Demon could escape in an instant during such a fierce clash.
The Peng Demon hovered in the air, his rebellious eyes fixated ahead. He had almost been forced into mutual destruction by Cui Lengzhou.
This human cultivator, fighting without regard for his own life, wanted to drag him down together.
But, is this human worthy of mutual destruction with him?
