"Zhekui Yanluo!"
Zhekui, that is the mythical prison that incarcerates countless demons and savage beasts.
Zhekui Yanluo, even more so, reigns as the dominator of this region, with an impetuous nature and a thirst for killing as essential as life itself.
At this moment, Zhekui is someone no one dares to approach.
"Boom Boom!"
Liao Feng and Zhekui finally resumed their battle.
Unimaginably terrifying.
The two of them, like raging beasts, tensed their bodies and crashed into each other with ferocity.
Once again, their fists collided.
"Bang!"
Both were compelled to move back several steps by the other's giant force.
"Huh, not bad, bastard!"
After clashing, the thunderous aura surrounding Liao Feng seemed to have dispersed.
He adjusted his state in an instant.
"That's all you've got!"
Zhekui was just struck by a move, and at the same moment, the smell of something scorched filled the air.
Yet his true form remained unharmed.
"Trash! Don't stop now!"
