Chapter 9691: Mighty King 14
"Brother, kill him."
"Death!" The mighty king shouted violently, his thick and long arms suddenly threw out, and attacked Leng Er's lower plate. In the face of his offensive, Leng Er did not give in at all, but instead faced the opponent's attack and posted it. Seeing Leng Er rushing towards his arm, the mighty king sneered and his strength increased a bit. However, when the stout arm fell on Leng Er, he was surprised to find that Leng Er had nothing to do and was completely unaffected by his attack. Without waiting for him to react, Leng Er seized the opportunity, bullied himself, and punched his steel fist fiercely.
Suddenly, the mighty king felt a sharp pain, and his body flew out uncontrollably. Before he could get up from the ground, Leng Er had already rushed over, grabbed his arms tightly, and twisted it back sharply. Hearing a crisp 'click', the two arms of the mighty king broke apart instantly.
"No!" With a scream, the mighty king's eyes immediately turned red, he jumped up from the ground, knocked Leng Er's body away, and then attacked Leng Er with his own head.
Seeing this, Leng Er didn't say a word, just grabbed his steel fist and punched him in the head.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the mighty King's body immediately flew out, hitting the mountain wall heavily. At the same time, a stream of blood flowed from the top of his head, instantly staining his face red.
"No...it's impossible..." The mighty king muttered to himself, and his body slowly stood up, but before he could stand firm, he fell to the ground again. Apparently, the blow to the head had a big impact on him.
"Do you think it's strange?" At this time, Leng Xuan, accompanied by Leng Er, came to the mighty king's side. Looking at the mighty king covered in blood, Leng Xuan stretched out his hand. Immediately, a splendid light flew in and fell into his hands, turning into a golden rod.
The mighty king stared at the golden staff, and for some reason, a sense of fear emerged in his heart, "What is this?"
"This is something specially used to deal with you." Leng Xuan smiled and put away the staff of ten thousand beasts, and said, "King Mighty, admit defeat, you are already defeated."
The mighty king gritted his teeth and looked at Leng Xuan unwillingly, bloodshot in his eyes.
"Why, do you want to continue?"
"No need." The tense expression of King Mighty Wu suddenly loosened, and then, he saw a flash of blue light, and his body instantly changed back to human form. When he looked at Leng Xuan again, the fierce light in his eyes had become calm.
"Since the Ten Thousand Beast Staff is in your hands, I won't lose. Leng Xuan, this time you won. However, this is just the beginning, I hope you can go further."
Hearing the words of the mighty king, Leng Xuan couldn't help being surprised. He didn't mention the Ten Thousand Beast Staff at all, how did he know? Moreover, his remarks seem to have special meaning, and they are completely different from before. Before he could continue to speak, the mighty King's body suddenly turned into a splendid blue light. After a while, the blue light dissipated, and the mighty King's body disappeared, leaving only a blue bead in place.
Leng Xuan picked up the blue bead and looked at it, secretly wondering. Could this be the inner alchemy of the mighty king? However, he did not feel the existence of power from it. After thinking for a while, he put away the beads, then turned and left the cave.
"Brother Leng, are things done?" Peng Yu asked, taking the Ten Thousand Beast Staff from Leng Xuan.