Chapter 871 - 708: Beaten to Death, Martial Arts Survivor (2)

If someone were standing by that hole and looking down, with good enough eyesight they could even see the fire-red magma flowing underground.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Clang, clang, clang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Every time Lou Yi appeared in the void, he would be struck again and again by that streak of cyan light and sent flying with no power to fight back.

"Weak, way too weak!"

"Fight back, come on, fight back!"

"Weren’t you acting all tough just now?"

Along with Lou Yi being blasted away, a series of gloomy, cold sneers sounded in the air like background accompaniment.

The demon mosquito Yao Chuo Lang, having just suffered a setback and lost face, had come to hate Lou Yi, and this time wanted to humiliate him ruthlessly in return.

"Hurry up and tear this brat to pieces!" Seeing Lou Yi being abused over and over, the Zhao old crone got excited, as if she could already see Lou Yi’s miserable end.

"An occasional outburst can’t be called true strength. Once enough time passes, the truth will show." Other watching Great Demons and Human Race powerhouses commented.

On the scene, Lou Yi’s group of friends had their mood swing in an instant from heaven to hell.

"It’s over, Red Hero is really in trouble this time!" Shen Aoqun clenched his fists, his face flushing red, hating that his strength was lacking and he couldn’t help Lou Yi.

"How are you supposed to fight like this? He can’t even touch a single hair on that monster!" Ding Shiniang’s chest heaved violently with agitation, even beading with crystal sweat.

"The demon mosquito clan has always been famous for their speed. This Demon clearly grasps the Wind Law; its speed can no longer be measured, it’s practically teleportation."

Su Xinghe’s expression was gloomy as he analyzed the reason Lou Yi was taking a passive beating.

Lou Yi’s speed was already very fast, far surpassing the limit of Foundation Establishment and Demon Generals, approaching a hundred times the speed of sound.

But what he was facing was a Great Demon avatar that was practically teleporting!

Even a hundred times the speed of sound was still far from being comparable to teleportation.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Lou Yi was still being passively pummeled in midair, without the slightest chance to counterattack.

Under the demon mosquito’s attacks he bounced again and again, turning into streaks of black flowing light.

Ten breaths of time passed.

A hundred breaths of time passed.

The time of one incense stick passed.

Lou Yi was still being beaten, his passive predicament unchanged.

But the demon mosquito Yao Chuo Lang suddenly stopped its blows, and grimly looked at the space before itself.

Those seven or eight pairs of metallic-colored pincers, comparable to Treasure Artifacts, seemed to have some whitening and roughness along the edges—had they been worn down?

It jerked its head up and looked at Lou Yi, who had once again appeared in the void.

The other’s body and clothing were damaged; the exposed skin was crisscrossed with white marks, only one "wound" short of "covered in wounds."

Wait, why wasn’t there a single actual wound on his body?

The demon mosquito Yao Chuo Lang was stunned.

The other Demons and humans at the scene, or watching through projections, were also stunned.

So after all that life-and-death pounding, the demon mosquito hadn’t even broken that human brat’s defense?

"Ah!! I’m going to kill you!!" The demon mosquito Yao Chuo Lang went berserk, throwing its head back with a furious roar.

A sky-shaking wave of demonic power surged off its entire body, the seven or eight pairs of pincers whipping back and forth, making even the void violently tremble.

At the same time, the sharp black proboscis at its mouth glimmered with a deep halo on its surface, radiating a sharpness ten times more dangerous than before!

"Die!"

Chuo Lang’s figure vanished on the spot once more, turning into an astonishing streak of light that stabbed fiercely toward where Lou Yi was!

This streak of light was several times faster than any of its previous attacks.

Clearly, the demon mosquito had gone all-out and no longer harbored any thought of underestimating Lou Yi.

Its razor-sharp proboscis was its trump card; combined with the secret technique "Shock Stab" etched into the bloodline of the demon mosquito clan, its power far surpassed that of its pincers.

Over its lifetime, it had no idea how many times this combo had helped it snatch victory from defeat.

It hadn’t expected that this time, it would have to use it against a Second Realm human brat.

"Even if this kid dies, I’m going to cut him into a hundred pieces!" Chuo Lang thought viciously.

The sharp proboscis dutifully rammed into the vital spot at the other’s neck.

"Puff!"

This time, it unquestionably pierced the other’s skin.

Chuo Lang could even clearly feel the resistance and smoothness as its proboscis entered flesh and blood.

However, that sensation had lasted less than a single breath when Chuo Lang suddenly felt a chill at its own neck.

At the same time, a heart-piercing, searing pain washed over it, and its vision went black.

"What the hell is that? Fall back, now!" Without even thinking, Tuo Lang tried to retreat at full speed.

Right then, it heard a low, deep voice.

"Grandmaster, Domain."

The next instant, countless pressures from all directions swept in, even letting out a thunderous, tsunami-like roar.

Even someone like Su Xinghe, a top-tier Spirit Platform, would be crushed into a meat patty in an instant inside this.

Tuo Lang’s physical body was far superior to Su Xinghe’s; it wouldn’t suffer a fatal injury, but its speed visibly slowed down, restricted, unable to reach the level of instant movement.

"Heaven-Sundering Claw!"

At such close distance, Lou Yi’s hands became claws. Ten black crescent moons, compressed to the extreme, shot out from his hands and all landed on Tuo Lang’s body, making blood spray everywhere as it let out continuous miserable screams.

At the same time, a trace of fear rose in its heart, because more than half of its wings had been cut off!

With its movement restricted by the Grandmaster Domain and its wings injured, Tuo Lang fell into an unprecedentedly weakened state.

"Run!"

It no longer had any thought of fighting Lou Yi. It only wanted to withdraw; this Dharma-body was not easily refined and absolutely could not be lost here.

But how could Lou Yi possibly let it escape?

"You’re not getting away." He pressed forward, his fists wide open and sweeping, going in for close-quarters combat with Tuo Lang.

In an instant he threw hundreds, thousands of punches, making Tuo Lang’s blood spray across the sky.

"Motherfucker, you really think I’m made of mud?" Realizing it couldn’t run, Tuo Lang exploded in fury, turning back to fight Lou Yi to the death.

"I don’t believe you can kill me!" Though panicked, Tuo Lang hadn’t completely given up.

Once at the Great Demon Realm, flesh and blood contained terrifying vitality.

Even if only a small piece of its body remained, it could still cling to life; there was no true fatal point.

After all, the opponent was just a Second Realm.

Even if he erupted and temporarily boosted his cultivation to the next level, how long could he maintain it?

He could be dragged to death just by stalling.

But it quickly discovered in fury that every one of Lou Yi’s ordinary punches carried intense piercing power. He beat it until it howled nonstop, wounds and bloody holes covering its entire body, its injuries worsening without end.

In the end, the aura opposite him suddenly surged to more than twice its previous level, and one punch came down like a blazing blazing sun!

"Ah!"

Tuo Lang was horrified to find that under that punch, its physical defense seemed to have had no effect at all.

Its body shattered like porcelain, exploding into countless chunks of bloody flesh raining in midair, each piece emitting a faint glow.

Heaven Shaking (Effect Three): by consuming blood essence origin, can at most double the piercing power of strength, ignoring eighty percent of the enemy’s defense to deliver a lethal strike.

"Shock Tide."

Then, Lou Yi pressed the advantage, ruthlessly beating the drowning dog.

In the void, layer upon layer of black ripples spread outward, subjecting these fragmented yet still vital pieces of flesh to "secondary processing," shaking them into a powder state almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, drifting away with the wind.

At this point, even a Third Realm could never revive from death.

The Great Demon Dharma-body Tuo Lang was thus beaten to death by Lou Yi, forcefully and outright!

On the scene, Lou Yi’s relatives and friends were shaken to the extreme, faces beaming with joy, spirits soaring.

"Liu Shu, you’re the strongest!" The boy Lin Xuan leaped thirty zhang high in excitement, the two ram-horn braids on his head flapping nonstop.

"Strong, he’s really so strong, he could even be called the strongest Second Realm in history..." Ding Shiniang’s face was flushed red, as if a sheen of water was about to overflow from her eyes, her legs rubbing together again and again, her heart blossoming with spring feelings.

"He might be about to change history!"

Su Xinghe, Daoist Ming Du, and the Formless Buddha Son all sincerely sighed in admiration, looking at each other, unable to imagine what earth-shattering feats Lou Yi would accomplish in the future.

However, the entire Vast Sea Realm outside fell silent at this moment.

All the humans and demons were quietly digesting this hard-to-accept fact.

Seven True Monarchs and the Demon Kings had taken the field together; a Great Demon avatar had personally descended into the Celestial Abyss. Such a massive show of force, such a huge price, yet they still couldn’t do anything to a single Loose Cultivator of the Human Race?

"I don’t believe this..." The old woman surnamed Zhao of the Taiyi Sect let out a wail like a cuckoo crying blood.

Only now did she realize how powerful and unyielding the murderer who killed her bloodline truly was.

"Could it be that from now on, the entire first layer of the Celestial Abyss really has to listen to him alone?" The Master of the Spirit Treasure Sect was unwilling, yet felt that her worry was very likely to become reality.

"He’s not a Body Cultivator." The blue-robed Female Master of the Five Elements Sect now had a shocking, soul-freezing cold light in her eyes.

What she said next was even more earth-shattering, making all the humans’ faces change drastically.

"He’s a Martial Arts remnant!"

"That black mist is a sign of Profound Light transformation. Once he breaks through to the Martial Artist Profound Light Realm, he’ll probably be directly invincible in the Third Realm!"

’Boom!’

These words fell like a stone into the sea, yet stirred up ten thousand layers of waves!

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