1895: C1895 Demon King

C1895 Demon King

The Devil.

However, in the next moment, a terrifying power erupted instantly.

"Bang!"

An enormous foot took a step forward in an instant. It stepped on Qin Feng's body without any hesitation, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

"Creak!"

"Puff!"

Qin Feng naturally spurted out a large mouthful of blood after suffering such a heavy blow. His entire body was unable to withstand the attack of the opponent's foot.

"I don't know how many years it has been, it has been so long! No one actually remembers my name now!"

"Kid, listen carefully. I am... Demonic Turbid King!"

Terrifying!

It was simply terrifying!

After the intense pain that came from his body, Qin Feng felt as if his soul was going to collapse at any moment.

This kick had almost taken half of his life.

Qin Feng could also feel that this Demonic Turbid King in front of him had lost his mind.

In other words, he had already become a madman.

He had been suppressed for a long period of time, and he had become so lonely that he couldn't see the end of it. It was enough to make any expert go crazy and become a madman.

Even though this guy in front of him had extraordinary strength and called himself the Devil King.

"Demonic Turbid King?"

When he heard the name of the person in front of him, Cursed Heavenly Devil King's facial expression changed drastically. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

His eyes were filled with helplessness and despair.

At this moment, even the usually arrogant Ninefire Sparrow could not help but reveal a trace of shock in his eyes.

"How is this possible? This guy is the legendary Demonic Turbid King?"

"Bang!"

After that, Demonic Turbid King seemed to be extremely furious. He kept stepping on Qin Feng's body.

In the end, he directly sent Qin Feng flying far away with a kick!

Along with the rumbling sound of impact, Qin Feng once again spat out large mouthfuls of blood fog from his mouth.

"What a detestable bastard!"

Looking at Demonic Turbid King in front of him, Qin Feng couldn't help but curse.

No matter how powerful this Demonic Turbid King was, at this moment, Qin Feng was completely enraged.

"Creak... Creak..."

Vast and mighty vital power began to fill every part of his body.1

Qin Feng exerted the vital power in his body to its maximum potential.

In an instant, Qin Feng's injuries were completely healed.

"Hmm? It's really not simple. He's still alive, and his injuries have fully recovered so quickly."

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. Finally, there's something that I want to have a good time with."

He looked at Qin Feng who was standing in front of him. A ferocious evil smile emerged in Demonic Turbid King's eyes.

"Rumble!"

His voice turned into a terrifying sound wave that swept towards Qin Feng amidst his wild laughter.

"Get lost!"

The Right Hand suddenly waved.

An extremely overbearing Thunder Spear was quickly unleashed from Qin Feng's hand.

"Rumble..."

"Puff!"

Unfortunately, the Thunder Spear was crushed in an instant.

The force of the sound wave didn't weaken at all. It struck Qin Feng's body once more.

"Rumble!"

Qin Feng's entire body crashed into the bars of the cell. The sound was as loud as thunder.

"Tsk tsk, he really isn't dead!"

Qin Feng once again stood up from the ground. The expression on Demonic Turbid King's face became even happier.

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