With a muffled "bang," the terrifying strike instantly shattered the spatial constraints and charged straight towards the constantly provocative demon king.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion shook the entire space, causing it to tremble under the force of the punch.
The raging flames spun continuously in Wang Zheng's palm, bursting forth as if they were alive.
Countless candle flame energies were compressed together, forming a black and red flame cloud several meters in diameter in mid-air, even turning the sky above the ruins crimson.
Immediately, boundless power swept outwards like a volcanic eruption. Under Wang Dashao's control, countless candle flames were compressed to the extreme, eventually transforming into a giant dragon that charged forward with the momentum to destroy everything.
The weasel-faced demon king had initially been hiding behind a group of rogue demon kings, but at this moment, faced with Wang Zheng's sudden outburst, the sea demon kings who had previously been on friendly terms with each other fully demonstrated what it means to flee in times of great calamity. They screeched and scattered, showing no intention of lingering, and directly made way for him, clearly not wanting to suffer this undeserved disaster.
Although the demon king, who was directly targeted by Wang Zheng, was shocked by his extraordinary long-range attack skills, the distance gave him ample time to dodge.
After easily dodging the brutal attack, the demon king felt the heart-palpitating heat and was about to make a few sarcastic remarks to continue provoking him, but unfortunately, before he could speak, the giant dragon composed of countless candle flames seemed to still be full of spirit. Its huge body forcibly turned its head in mid-air and then opened its huge dragon mouth to swallow him whole.
The next second, a powerful heatwave swept out, and the raging flames instantly engulfed him completely...
Perhaps it was because it was Wang Zheng's first time testing the power of the candle flames, or perhaps the concept of finishing off the enemy was already ingrained in his bones.
Without stopping, Young Master Wang moved with the flames, rushing towards the giant dragon.
The demon king was indeed incredibly resilient; even under the intense flames, he had not yet breathed his last, only letting out mournful howls as he was enveloped in the flames.
Seeing that Wang Zheng was now standing in front of him, the demon king felt a chill run down his spine and his heart pounded with fear.
He tried to self-destruct to escape, but found that the strange flames on his body were constantly devouring his flesh and spiritual energy, making it impossible for him to gather his energy. In desperation, he didn't care about anything else and shouted directly at the Peacock Demon King.
"Boss, save me!"
With this roar, the other demon kings and extraordinary beings finally realized that this rogue cultivator, who had been quite active since entering the ruins, was actually one of the Peacock Demon King's men.
While feeling relieved that Wang Zheng had forced them to reveal their true identities, many people were also filled with lingering fear, keeping their distance from their companions for fear of being ambushed.
This Peacock Demon King is vicious and harbors evil intentions. Since he can plant spies among the grandmasters and rogue cultivators of China, there is no doubt that he might have a third one.
You should know that the guy who was being surrounded by Wang Zheng just now was having a heart-to-heart talk with him.
If he and that peacock were to launch a sneak attack, they wouldn't even know how they died...
At this moment, the Peacock Demon King, who had become the target of everyone's criticism after his cry for help, was also quite helpless.
However, since it has already been exposed, there's no point in scolding the newly recruited subordinate for being incompetent.
Even if he didn't care whether he lived or died, in order to maintain his image as a good leader, the Peacock Demon King had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout:
"Wang Zheng, stop! Let's talk this out..."
'Stop? I'll fucking kill you!'
Young Master Wang frowned, ignoring the warning, and raised his right fist high, from which endless black flames rose again. He then slammed it down on the demon king's head.
"boom……"
"boom……"
"boom……"
With a whooshing sound and a murderous aura, Young Master Wang was riding on his opponent's back, relentlessly punching the demon king to establish his authority!
"I'll teach you to be so foul-mouthed, I'll teach you to cause trouble!"
"So you think you're so great just because you have a mouth, huh? You think you can say whatever you want... huh!?"
"Will you tell me or not... will you tell me or not... will you tell me or not... then tell me!"
Accompanied by a series of earth-shattering roars, countless violent spiritual flames spread across the vast plaza.
Dust and smoke billowed, sand and gravel flew, and a shockwave and terrifying air currents spread outwards, stirring up layers of flames. Finally, it rose slowly in mid-air like a mushroom cloud, enveloping the entire ruins space.
Amidst the violent explosion, the white jade floor, which had remained unscathed even during the clash between the Chinese Grandmasters and the Peacock Demon King, was torn apart by Wang Zheng's immense force, eventually slamming into a crater more than half a person deep.
Although the ground is currently repairing itself at a visible speed, Wang Zheng's ferocity is being highlighted to the fullest!
Looking at the demon king who was being ridden by Wang Zheng at this moment, he had already lost half of his body, with bloody flesh and bone fragments splattered everywhere.
The crater was a bloody mess, unrecognizable as human. Not only did it fail to use its self-destruction technique, but it also failed to unleash its true form as a demon king. It perished without a trace, utterly aggrieved...
At this moment, having vented his anger, Young Master Wang wiped the bloodstains from his face and slowly straightened up from the pit.
Holding the emerald green inner core in his hand, he felt incredibly comfortable.
Although we can't touch the peacock for now, killing one of his subordinates is a way to recoup some interest. As for the rest, we can settle that later!
Then, Young Master Wang tilted his head and glanced at the Peacock Demon King, a playful smile on his lips, and said dismissively without any attempt to hide it:
"Sorry, my hand slipped. I couldn't control myself for a moment. Please, Demon King, call me earlier next time..."
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