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The Sorcerer Demon King's figure had swelled to its maximum height, turning into a giant over two meters tall.

His clothes had all been burst open, with only his underwear barely covering him.

His fists, knotted and ridged, were the size of a small basketball.

Yang Fei could see that his fists were wrapped in a blood-colored swirl of Gang Qi.

The explosive fist strength covered an area of half a meter around it.

The air cyclone, enveloping his fist, screamed like a tornado.

Logically, such a giant would inevitably move slowly.

However, the Sorcerer Demon King's movements were as fast as lightning; he smashed a fist directly at Yang Fei's head.

Bang!

A dull thunder rolled through the air as the Sorcerer Demon King's fist erupted, bursting the air itself.

Yang Fei's figure swayed and he barely managed to dodge to the side, yet he still struggled to breathe under the press of the formidable Fist Gang.

Boom!

The Sorcerer Demon King's fist struck a pine tree thick enough to wrap arms around.

Wood chips flew wildly as the large crown of the tree fell, as if half the sky had collapsed onto Yang Fei.

Yang Fei unfolded the Yu Step, agile as a fish, and flashed behind the fractured trunk.

The Sorcerer Demon King swept the ground with a crouch, the half of the tree trunk exploding upwards, soaring into the sky.

Yang Fei retreated to avoid the Sorcerer Demon King's overwhelming fury.

The Puppet King shouted anxiously from the side, "Quick, disperse your Witch Specter Body, or you'll die!"

A strange laugh came from the Sorcerer Demon King's throat as he kicked the end of the large tree.

The trunk immediately became a siege hammer, howling as it smashed toward Yang Fei.

Inside Yang Fei, the Turtle Extreme let out an incredibly shrill scream.

The Tortoise Mirror could predict the trajectory of the Sorcerer Demon King's attacks.

But his offense was so vast and overwhelming that, even knowing his next move, Yang Fei had no way to dodge.

He changed direction three times before finally avoiding the massive tree trunk's impact.

However, the Sorcerer Demon King charged over and shoved one end of the tree trunk.

Boom!

The tree trunk swept across, like the furious roar of the Thunder God.

No matter how clever Yang Fei's Yu Step was, he could no longer completely avoid it.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, concentrate all the Qi of Origin Core in his body, activate Elephant Truth, and with a bowed body, he pushed fiercely.

Pfft!

Yang Fei spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his internal organs in extreme pain.

This Sorcerer Demon King had practiced some peculiar Cultivation Technique.

Not to mention his Witch Specter Body's immense strength, it also greatly elevated his Martial Arts Realm.

Yang Fei had never seen such a terrifying enemy; he had to crouch down and roll along the ground to escape.

Bang!

Yang Fei's head slammed hard against a large tree.

Under the Giant's sweeping attack, three or four big trees were broken by the Sorcerer Demon King.

One of the Sorcerer Demon King's hands had broken bones, hanging limply.

At this moment, he pushed and pulled, snap snap, and actually straightened the broken bones.

The Puppet King expressed urgent concern, shouting from the side.

"Quick, release your Danyuan; if this continues, you'll die," he said.

"Hmph, I want him dead!"

A dull sound came from the Sorcerer Demon King's throat.

His two legs, like iron pillars, swept away the broken tree trunks.

Three or four trees, thick enough to embrace, were snapped by the Sorcerer Demon King.

Tree trunks came crashing towards Yang Fei one after another.

A blood-colored Essence Qi rose above the Sorcerer Demon King's head, surging towards the sky like beacon smoke.

His entire body was shrouded in a faint layer of blood-colored Gang Qi cyclone, tangible and constantly shifting and rising.

Such a behemoth had extremely frightening combat power.

Yang Fei had a hard time avoiding the impact of five or six log weapons.

Yet the Sorcerer Demon King charged over with wide strides, punching out with a horse stance punch, heavily.

Boom!

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The thunder rumbled in the sky, its sound buzzing in Yang Fei's ears.

He was like the mythological Dharma Protector Vajra, using simple but supremely positive and rigid moves.

With this punch thrown, Yang Fei barely had any room to dodge.

In the fragments of his memory, he vaguely remembered a palm technique that could counter the Sorcerer Demon King's Witch Specter Body, but in his urgency, he couldn't recall it.

As the Gang Qi assaulted his face and the wild winds howled, Yang Fei had no choice but to dodge repeatedly.

However, at that moment, the Sorcerer Demon King's fist suddenly opened, turning from a punch into a grab.

Yang Fei was startled, and just as he thought to dodge, he found himself immobile, like a fly trapped in pine resin.

Absolute Domain!

This was the unique ultimate weapon of a Master of Gangjin, the same principle as the Martial Arts Energy Field of a Danjin master.

Yang Fei's Yu Step could avoid a Danjin master's Martial Arts Energy Field, but it absolutely couldn't break a Master of Gangjin's Absolute Domain.

Under the constraints of the Absolute Domain, Yang Fei couldn't dodge.

His throat was seized by the Sorcerer Demon King who then roared and hoisted him high.

Yang Fei hung in the air, unable to exert his Dragon Elephant Strength.

The Sorcerer Demon King's hand clutched his throat, and his five fingers suddenly tightened.

Yang Fei used both hands to pry at the Sorcerer Demon King's thumb and middle finger, his breathing rapid.

Despite the dire situation, he remained incredibly calm.

The Sorcerer Demon King cackled, his hand closing slowly like it was cast from iron.

His eyes gleamed with extreme satisfaction and savagery.

It was clear that this guy utterly enjoyed the process of killing Yang Fei.

Yang Fei's breath was cut off, and his vision started to darken.

He initiated the Tortoise Breath Technique, his skin's pores opened, breathing through them.

But breathing through his pores only eased the suffocation, not granting Yang Fei the strength to deal with the Sorcerer Demon King completely.

It could be said that in his entire life, even when facing the Alliance of Gods, Yang Fei had never encountered such perilous circumstances.

Just then, the Old Taoist who had been seen at the Crane Pine Observatory appeared under the large pine tree not far away.

He watched Yang Fei and the Sorcerer Demon King indifferently and showed no intention of intervening.

Yang Fei gritted his teeth, the noise grinding, desperately protecting his neck.

But the Sorcerer Demon King's fingers continued to close gradually.

Suddenly, Yang Fei lashed out with a palm strike towards the Sorcerer Demon King's head.

Yang Fei's throat was a vulnerable spot being controlled, yet he had been charging up this palm strike for a long time.

When he swung this palm, it had enough force to break monuments and split rocks.

Bang!

A dull sound, the Sorcerer Demon King was hit by the palm on his head.

Yet he merely lifted his head, cracked open a large grin, and laughed loudly at Yang Fei.

The palm strength that could shatter stones had no effect on him.

The Sorcerer Demon King mockingly stared at Yang Fei, suddenly thrust his head forward, and rammed into him.

Yang Fei braced his head with one foot.

He felt his whole skeleton crackling, as if he were about to burst from the Sorcerer Demon King's immense strength.

His neck was gripped by the Sorcerer Demon King, one hand desperately protecting his cervical spine, while his left leg braced against the Sorcerer Demon King's head.

At the same time, his right leg kicked out wildly, each kick powerful enough to shatter a stone pillar, kicking at the Sorcerer Demon King's head and shoulders.

However, no matter how wildly Yang Fei kicked and thrashed, the Sorcerer Demon King seemed totally unfazed.

With one hand gripping Yang Fei's throat and his head pressing against Yang Fei's left leg, he exerted his full strength.

Crack!

Yang Fei felt intense pain in his back.

Obviously, his spine couldn't endure the Sorcerer Demon King's immense power and began to dislocate and twist.

A chill ran through Yang Fei's heart.

If this continued, his bones would surely be torn apart by the Sorcerer Demon King.

However, at this moment, Yang Fei's attacks had no effect on the Witch Specter Body opponent.

And in a contest of strength, Yang Fei couldn't overpower this perverted being.

The situation was extremely critical!

The Puppet King, seeing an opportunity, crept silently towards Yang Fei with a dagger in hand.

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