His cultivation level is much higher than that of Zuo Xiaoduo. Even in terms of his own strength, he is still superior to Zuo Xiaoduo. This point is undoubtedly a real reality.

But this is without considering the addition of Zuo Xiaoduo’s skills!

The tyrannical fire-attribute power activated by the Red Sun Golden Yang Divine Art made this demon master extremely uncomfortable.

Being trapped in such a hot aura, even taking a breath was so hot that it burned all the way to my internal organs.

It's hard to describe the feeling of having to fight with all your strength in such an occasion.

Zuo Xiaoduo doesn't care. This is his aura. Fighting in such an atmosphere can only be like a fish in water. The more you fight, the stronger you get. Looking back at yourself...the more you fight, the more depressed you become, and the more you fight, the more unsustainable you are!

Boom boom boom...

After repeated battles and blows, this flying master really wanted to scold his mother.

The opponent's pair of hammers... what the hell are they made of?

How can it be so strong?!

I have already replaced more than 30 extremely large and heavy maces... The opponent's hammer was not damaged at all despite such a strong confrontation and such a violent blow.

On the other hand, my own mace is basically reduced to tatters... Even if it is sold to a scrap collection station, others will think it is piecemeal...

Boom boom boom...

After more than 700 almost uninterrupted exchanges of bombardments...

Click...

The last two maces in the hands of Demon Race Feitian still did not escape the fate of all the seniors. Without any accident, they turned into scraps of metal and scattered in several directions. The Demon Race Hedao master Teng Teng

He withdrew with a cry, his face and body flushed.

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Chapter completed!