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Chapter 15 Fighting the Demon

Liu Yang snorted coldly, and an extremely heavy sense of force erupted around his body. A flash of lightning turned into a gust of wind, rushing straight towards the fat man with yellow hair. The moment his fists touched, he swung dozens of fist shadows, and the storm-like power surged straight towards the opponent's body.

The wind pressure rushed straight to blow the yellow fat man backwards, leaving only one person there. This invisibly gave him huge psychological pressure. With dozens of fist shadows accompanied by sharp wind breaking energy, it is hard to imagine that if this surging force hits his body head-on, even if he has a tenacious body of beasts, he will inevitably end up seriously injured.

“Uh…”

There was no way to avoid it, and the threat of death continued to cover him. At this time, the fat man raised his head and roared, as if he wanted to realize his endless potential inside and outside his body. His eyes became extremely blood-red, and the rolling sounds were like thunder in the sunny day. Many residents who had no time to cover their ears were numb by the sudden loud noise. Some of them were even close to him, even the eardrums of both ears were shattered, and boiling blood was shed, and they fell on the side of the road to wail.

In front of everyone, a black airflow that was almost visible to the naked eye condensed beside the fat man. As the airflow appeared, a terrifying pressure spread throughout the streets. More than a dozen fist shadows blinked and all hit the black airflow.

"Bang!"

In a shocking loud noise, the fat man in yellow was finally blown away by this terrible force. Although the dark airflow helped him block the attack of the storm, he still suffered a lot of injuries. However, at the moment he fell to the ground, the black airflow instantly exploded, and the clothes on the fat man in yellow were torn to pieces, and then, they were just clothes, and even the whole person began to become shattered.

In the midst of lightning, an extremely rich black light soared into the sky, shaking the sky full of dust.

"This, is this... I finally can't help but expose the prototype?" Liu Yang stared at everything in front of him and murmured to himself.

The dust settled, and amid the exclamation of the sky, the person who had previously stood there had long disappeared. A black wild boar about three meters long stood straight in the middle of the street, staring at the boy who was facing him with red eyes. His black skin was covered with hair like a needle tip, which was daunting. On the top of his head were two and a half meters of peaks. In this way, even if it was far apart, you could feel the crazy qi and blood in his body.

The people around the field woke up like a dream, screaming and running away. The young child was even scared by the terrible monster and cried. The former yellow fat man's partner was also slumped on the ground, muttering to himself: "This is not true, this is not true..."

"call!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge roar rang through the world. The next moment, the wild boar spirit's front hooves slammed on the ground in front of them, and the majestic momentum continued to overlap, which was a kind of animal nature from the primitive prehistoric forest.

"It's indeed a sinful beast. I think that you are not easy to practice and you will be able to stop your cultivation. How about I let you go back to the mountains?" Liu Yang was not shocked by this momentum. He comforted him in his own voice, but things went against his wishes. What awaited him was a rude roar and his eyes full of sorrow.

Touching his smooth chin and looking at the crowd that had already spread out in the streets, Liu Yang smiled sarcastically: "It's not my opponent to turn into a human form. I think I'm transformed into a body, and I want to deal with me with the powerful body of the monster?"

I have to say that the wild boar spirit in front of me looked extremely ugly before putting on the human skin, but it really looked majestic and domineering when it showed its body. It was full of energy and vaguely exuded the aura of a prehistoric beast.

"Roar" A huge roar raised his head sounded from the mouth of the wild boar spirit, and his body also came across and circled towards Liu Yang. The muscles with strong tendons were like black steel. Even if the stonemason on earth made the sharpest blade, it would probably not be able to pierce its fur.

Liu Yang raised his left palm without any haste and slapped several palm forces in the direction of the opponent's attack. The red and golden spiritual power was like fireworks, slamming hard on the same part of the wild boar spirit. The pain caused by the fierce force made the wild boar spirit roar in pain, and its offensive momentum began to gradually weaken.

At this moment, Liu Yang looked at the direction of the other party and suddenly turned sideways, avoided the attack that rushed forward, and came to the side of the wild boar spirit. He said that it was fast. At this moment, Liu Yang raised his own speed to the limit, turned into a lightning, jumped three feet away, and stepped onto the top of the wild boar spirit's back.

The wild boar spirit noticed that Liu Yang avoided his attack and had climbed to the top of his back, which made it furious and hissed, and hesitated wildly in the middle of the road, trying to roll Liu Yang off it.

The strong wind and dust around him roared by his side. Liu Yang was also swaying back and forth by the overwhelming force. He was about to pull it down. At this critical moment, a golden light burst out from his eyes. His hands suddenly moved forward, and grabbed the horns of the wild boar spirit's head. His body rolled up suddenly at this moment and returned to the top of the wild boar spirit again.

Seeing that the big enemy was constantly above him, the wild boar spirit was extremely irritable at this moment. At this time, it rushed towards various buildings regardless of whether it was injured or not.

At this time, Liu Yang's hands were still holding the corners, but his body was constantly swaying in the air with the strong wind. Several times they even hit many buildings. The collision between the body and the obstacle made Liu Yang feel deeply hurt, and there were also traces of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Gradually, Liu Yang gradually fired out the true fire. His eyes at the wild boar spirit no longer looked like before, but instead emitted an endless chill. He still held the horn tightly with one hand, freed up his other hand and smashed the wild boar spirit's head, one, two times... The fierce force smashed the wild boar spirit into blood, and its swaying momentum continued to weaken under the naked eye.

A few minutes later, when Liu Yang's last punch fell, the wild boar spirit finally wailed and fell to the ground with a weak wail. The sharp teeth in the corner of his mouth had been smashed into pieces by Liu Yang's terrible force, and blood kept flowing out of his body. The signs of life became weaker and weaker, and he could not survive.

Only then did Liu Yang let go of the wild boar spirit panting, jumped off his body, and sat on the ground.
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