Having been here for a long time, Wang Jian had faced countless enemies, but none of them could match his awakened power.
Even now, upon encountering the Demon King, Wang Jian's heart finally stirred with a ripple of emotion.
Looking at Wang Jian's calm expression, the Demon King's eyes darkened slightly. "The consequences of boasting are very serious!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved with incredible speed, transforming into a black shadow and instantly appearing in front of Wang Jian. He raised his claws high and then brought them down sharply, aiming straight for Wang Jian's neck.
This claw strike is incredibly powerful, capable of tearing a mountain apart. If it hits, Wang Jian will surely be decapitated.
Faced with this fierce attack, Wang Jian remained calm. He raised his spear and held it horizontally in front of him. With a clang, the sharp claws were firmly blocked by the spear.
Along with that endless, surging power, it was like a stream falling into a vast ocean, instantly turning into nothingness.
Seeing this, the Demon King's eyes lit up slightly, and his face showed excitement. "This power is indeed worth looking forward to."
Wang Jian's eyes remained indifferent, his expression unchanged. "If this is all there is to it, then it is rather disappointing."
After speaking, he gripped his spear tightly and pushed it forward. A violent force immediately spread from the spear, like a tidal wave, directly causing the Demon King to retreat backward.
Before the Demon King could even get his footing, Wang Jian's figure appeared before him. His spear flashed past, and with a "sizzle," a bloody gash appeared on his chest.
The Demon King's lips twitched as he was struck by a mere mortal, and his gaze turned icy cold. Just as he was about to retaliate, Wang Jian struck him hard in the chest with another spear.
This shot contained immense power, and with overwhelming force, it sent the Demon King flying, crashing to the ground with a thud.
The terrifying power only caused the entire earth to tremble slightly, and dust billowed up, swallowing up that area of the world.
Upon seeing this, the Turkish minister was completely dumbfounded, "How is this possible?!"
They already knew how powerful this Demon King was; he was someone that even several great nations combined couldn't defeat. Yet now, he was being beaten so badly by Wang Jian that he had no chance to fight back, which was truly unbelievable.
Although somewhat nervous, the King of Turland was not so flustered. "It's just an appearance. The Demon King will not be defeated!"
He knew how terrifying the Demon King was, and naturally he wouldn't believe that a mere mortal could possess the power to defeat him.
Sure enough, the next instant, a black shadow flew out from the dust with incredible speed, appearing in front of Wang Jian almost instantly. Its sharp claws roared down, like a boulder piercing Wang Jian's face.
Faced with this fierce attack, Wang Jian remained calm, gently raising his spear and holding it horizontally in front of him, firmly blocking the sharp claws.
Upon seeing this, the Demon King's lips twitched, and he was secretly horrified.
He didn't hold back with this thrust, using almost 70% of his power, but Wang Jian's defense was like an insurmountable mountain, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through.
Wang Jian stared coldly at the Demon King, "If that's all there is to it, then I have no time to waste with you!"
After speaking, he gripped his spear tightly and pushed it again, unleashing a surge of primordial power that sent the Demon King reeling backward.
Seizing the opportunity, he raised his spear high, and endless energy surged around him. The energy on the spear suddenly increased, and he slammed it into the Demon King's chest.
The terrifying force sent the Demon King flying like a baseball, crashing to the ground with a bang that shook the entire earth.
But the Demon King was quick; he got up in the next instant and stood in the rolling dust. Before he could make a move, Wang Jian appeared in front of him, and a sword light flashed past.
The next instant, one of the demon king's horns was chopped off.
Upon witnessing this scene, the King of Turkey was utterly dumbfounded, "How...is this possible?!"
The mighty Demon King, whose combat power was practically invincible, had his horn cut off when facing an old man.
This scene was so shocking that everyone was stunned.
Even the Demon King was taken aback, looking at Wang Jian with a rather complicated expression, "This, how is this possible?"
You should know how powerful his physical body was; even if experts from multiple major countries joined forces, they could not destroy him back then.
But now Wang Jian had actually managed to cut off his horn all by himself, which really surprised him.
Wang Jian stared at him coldly, "I've already said, your strength isn't worth wasting time on."
When the Demon King first appeared, Wang Jian was somewhat expectant, thinking that he might be a powerful guy who could give him some combat experience.
But after the fight, Wang Jian could clearly feel the gap between the two sides. He felt that the Demon King was just a bluffing guy who talked a lot but had little strength.
"Then, this farce should come to an end."
Wang Jian didn't want to waste any more time, and his gaze turned cold.
After speaking, he moved swiftly, gripped the spear with one hand, and brought it down with tremendous force. The spear, like a boulder, fell towards the Demon King with immense power, causing the void to tremble and stirring up powerful gusts of wind.
"boom!"
The spear crashed down, but then suddenly stopped in mid-air, as the Demon King stretched out his hand and firmly grasped it.
His eyes were icy cold. "What a disgrace! I never thought I'd be driven to this point by an old man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his aura surged violently, and the violent power stirred up a gust of wind, stirring up the surrounding clouds.
"Very well, since that's the case, then witness my ultimate power!"
The Demon King raised his cold eyes, let out a roar, and his body began to grow rapidly. The horns that had been cut off grew back, even longer and larger.
Its body swelled to the size of a small mountain, its limbs were as thick as a monster's, and its claws were as long as cold swords. But the most striking thing was its eyes, which had become pitch black, as if they were endless voids. As long as you stared at them, you could turn everything into nothingness.
After his form changed, the Demon King's power also changed dramatically.
With a sudden shove of its claws, the violent force sent Wang Jian's body reeling backward. Then, with a fierce sweep of its claws, boundless power spread out like a collapsing ocean, sending Wang Jian flying.
It crashed to the ground with a "bang," instantly sending up a cloud of dust.
The Demon King coldly watched this scene, "No one can survive after witnessing my final form."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes changed slightly.
A figure suddenly emerged from the dust and rushed straight towards him; it was Wang Jian.
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