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HighSchool DXD Chapter 28 The Sorrow of the Demon King

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    "Master Demon King, please stay." Putting a hand on his foot, the Demon King naturally understood Zheng Pan's intention. A giant blade suddenly appeared in his hand and slashed it with his backhand. He wanted to see if Zheng Pan's hand was still there.  I don¡¯t want it anymore.

    Zheng Pan narrowed his eyes, grasped the palm of his hand, and inserted his fingers directly into the demon king's calf. With the help of his body, he hooked one leg up and pressed it against the tip of the giant blade.

    "Hmph!" The Demon King snorted coldly. He still had one hand and one foot, and the giant blade in his hand was spinning at high speed. Zheng Pan couldn't hold it back for a moment, so he kicked out his other foot and hit the Demon King's wrist. As a last resort, the Demon King quickly changed his moves and the giant blade returned.  On guard, the back of the knife blocked Zheng Pan's kick. Unexpectedly, Zheng Pan had another combo, and the final target was the tip of the knife below. Zheng Pan's posture became extremely distorted, which always violated human common sense. Because of this move, the old devil  , the body had to lean forward.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zheng Pan kicked the giant blade away, inserted his hands into the Demon King's calf, and pulled out forcefully.  His position was unstable, and the Demon King fell to the ground in embarrassment.

    "You bastard!" Zheng Pan's feet just clamped his head, and his feet were restrained. His remaining hands were suppressed by Zheng Pan's knees, but he still had eyes and a mouth that could be used as weapons.

    Purple light flashed in his eyes, and two rays of light shot directly into Zheng Pan's buttocks.

    Zheng Pan's eyes suddenly widened, and his tail, which had no effect before, immediately stood up and slapped the Demon King hard on the face. Zheng Pan seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.

    "My nose! I'm going to kill you!" The demon king's tiger body shook, and Zheng Pan was thrown away astonishingly. The clothes on the demon king's arms were shattered, revealing the tattooed muscles.

    "Little Destruction Fist!" The Demon King was furious. He regarded the embarrassment just now as a lifelong shame and struck without mercy.  The color of the fist changed from white to black, and a trace of black air came out. Before the fist hit Zheng Pan's body, Zheng Pan's chest was already dented.

    This small destructive fist is not a special skill of the devil king, but it does have the ability to suppress the bottom box. This special skill was obtained through hard work when he was young and wandering around the ancient ruins. The power is unexpectedly great, otherwise he would not regard it as a special skill.  Here comes the trick of pressing the bottom box.

    A strange force penetrated Zheng Pan's body, constantly devouring Zheng Pan's vitality. Noticing this, Zheng Pan was shocked and angry. Not everyone can bear the devil's counterattack.  After knocking Zheng Pan to the ground with one punch, the Demon King did not stop and entered the light gate. He watched helplessly as the fire cloud fell to the ground and the entire land turned into a dead land.

    "Are you dead?" The Demon King re-entered the battlefield. Looking around, there was only one color, burnt black.

    "Ahem" A cough made the devil's pupils shrink slightly, and a charred figure fell to the ground and kept breathing.

    "Do you feel good?" The Demon King slowly walked to the black shadow and asked with a smile.

    "Even if you die, I won't die." Zheng Pan showed his white teeth and replied.

    "Then I'm sorry, you may have to die before me." With one punch, just one punch, Zheng Pan's head was driven into the soil, and the sound of broken cervical vertebrae was heard.

    Looking at Zheng Pan¡¯s no longer trembling body, he murmured: ¡°After all, you are not a demon, and you do not have strong vitality. But having said that, you are good enough. You deceived me into using several big moves, and you deserved to die.¡±

    Who knows, as soon as the front foot steps out, the back foot feels caught.  "Why can't you die like a normal person!" The Demon King was furious, and hit Zheng Pan's abdomen with a small destruction fist, breaking a big hole, and a fountain of blood spurted out, splashing the Demon King's face.

    "The blood is also red. I really don't understand how you grew up." The Demon King looked at the slightly trembling internal organs in Zheng Pan's body, inserted his hand again, and grabbed all his intestines and stomach.

    "It's really a dirty thing. It's not even qualified to be used as food, but I would like to try it to see if your body is any different from ordinary food." He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Zheng  Pan's intestines were stuffed into his mouth.

    "Ouch!!!" The ground shook suddenly, and the Demon King was not affected at all. Suddenly, a punch hit his face, sending the Demon King flying out.

    He covered his face and looked at Zheng Pan in disbelief as he stood up. The Demon King's heart was churning extremely hard. This guy had been hit by several of his big moves, but he could still stand up like nothing happened, even though his intestines were all over the floor and his head was wet.  The wooing from the rear ruined the overall atmosphere, but Zheng Pan's evaluation has not been lowered.

    He was deeply aware of the power of the small destruction punch. Not only was the power unexpected, but it would also swallow up life energy. Almost no one could withstand his punch. Zheng Pan didn't know how many times he had been punched, but he was still so strong and completely helpless.  Imagine how tenacious this guy's vitality is, completely comparable to some Warcraft.

    "Let's go to hell together" Zheng Pan drawled in a long voice.

      "Pretend to be a ghost!" He slapped his palm on the ground, and countless earth walls directly covered Zheng Pan. Numerous ground thorns directly penetrated into the earth walls. When he saw blood flowing out from the corner of the wall, the devil's mouth curled up.

    "It doesn't hurt or itchah!" The sound of an explosion of air came out, the earth wall collapsed, and countless ground thorns flew out from it and hit the devil in front of him.  At this moment, Zheng Pan's head had been pulled back, and the spilled intestines had been stuffed back. However, the wound on his stomach that had not been completely closed was still bleeding. The blood that had just flowed out of the corner must have flowed out from here.

    "Your little destructive fist is pretty good, I wonder if you can give it to me?" Zheng Pan didn't forget the benefits at this moment.

    "You want it! I won't give it to you." The Demon King stood up straight, changed his clothes at some point, smiled at Zheng Pan, and instantly pulled his body closer, put his two fingers together, and penetrated Zheng Pan  The wound has not yet been stitched.

    "You are really bad at learning. Didn't your mother teach you not to play with the patient's wounds?" Zheng Pan rolled his eyes and said angrily.

    "You're not much better, can you let go of my private parts?"

    "Of course not (this king too)!" The two of them started to attack at the same time, and a very unpleasant feeling suddenly spread throughout their bodies. Compared to Zheng Pan, the Demon King may have been more unlucky, but the Demon King didn't mind at all, and used force on his hands to penetrate directly.  Zheng Pan's spine was broken inside his body.

    "Little Destruction Fist!" The Demon King suddenly attacked. The energy of the Little Destruction Fist was raging in his body. Zheng Pan was so angry that he directly punched the swastika on his chest into the Demon King's body. The two of them were forced to take a step back at the same time, mouthing loudly.  's breathing heavily.

    "Your life characteristics are really strange. You have endured so many destructive punches from me without breaking. On normal days, I would never be unwilling to provoke someone like you. After all, no one can beat an opponent who cannot be beaten to death."  I have a headache," the devil said.

    "It's a pity that we don't have that chance." Zheng Pan didn't want to fight to the death, but it was the order given by Space himself, so he could only follow it. There was no such thing as deep hatred towards the Demon King.

    "You must die here today, I will not let you go." The Demon King breathed heavily, and a strange light shone all over his body. Zheng Pan suddenly felt that something was not good, and he was hugged by the Demon King before he could even teleport.

    "Let go!" Zheng Pan hit the Demon King's head with both fists. The sound of the skull cracking was clear and could be heard clearly. However, Zheng Pan couldn't control so much. He just wanted to get out of the Demon King's arms as soon as possible. For him, the Demon King's actions were absolutely  It won¡¯t be as simple as carrying a mountain on your back.

    "It's too late! The Demon King is in another dimension!" A huge black hole suddenly appeared next to him. The Demon King pushed forward and Zheng Pan fell into the black hole. The hole immediately closed and the Demon King fell down. He was completely out of power and his skull was almost crushed by Zheng Pan.  Even what the eyes see is blurry.

    "I never expected that this king would die in such a place" His body fell heavily and his eyes slowly closed.

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