Robust, demon-like - these two completely opposite traits concentrated on the body of King Xieluo.
Demon...
This was the real demon!
"Now, I will let you have a taste of my real power!" King Xieluo's mouth twitched a little as he showed his peculiar looking expression.
Then he made his move.
He dashed so quickly towards Yan Qianli.
"BOOM!" A golden light emerged through.
Sending Yan Qianli back rapidly, he went down to the ground uncontrollably. At last, there was a loud "peng" sound on the ground.
Too fast.
It was too fast. Nobody could see what had happened clearly.
"What's going on?"
"How formidable can King Xieluo get? Yan Qianli is a sage, but yet he does not even have a fighting chance in front of the demon king?"
Nobody wanted to believe.
Nonetheless, that was a fact, an indisputable fact.