"Damn it hurts!"
Bull Demon King crawled out of the rubble pit, shaking off the debris from his body.
His chest hurt as if it had exploded.
Xia Bingling, standing nearby, also furrowed her brows deeply.
Could it be that even a One-star Demon Saint is no match for this old demon?
Then are we doomed?
"Hehe, a One-star Demon Saint, so what? In front of me, you're just here to be tormented. Although I am only at the One-star Peak, my Demon Technique is extraordinarily powerful. Not to mention a novice One-star Demon Saint, even a One-star Peak Demon Saint may not be my match," the elder laughed heartily.
But his smile appeared incredibly eerie and sinister.
Bull Demon King was furious.
This human old man dared to look down on him.
With a single gesture, the steel fork returned to his hand.
He was about to strike again.
He refused to believe he would lose to this human-demon hybrid of an old man.
"Brother Niu, you're no match for him, let me handle this!"
