Chapter 5695: Vulnerable to a single blow

"Master Island Master, why are you so angry today?"

A maid tapped and rubbed Wu Gang's shoulders carefully and asked softly.

Just now, because a servant in the island owner's mansion accidentally broke a vase, Wu Gang directly ordered his men to drag him out and behead him.

"What, you have an opinion?"

Wu Gang, who was originally enjoying it with his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes upon hearing this and glanced over with a cold gaze.

"No, I dare not. Since it is the island master's idea, then you must have a better opinion."

The maid quickly shook her head and replied in a panic.

Seeing this, another maid at the side glared at her and signaled her to stop talking so much.

"Humph."

Thinking that the bodies of Zhang Yifeng and others would be delivered soon, Wu Gang did not directly order the execution of the maid.

Besides that, this guy was pretty good at massage, so it would be a pity to kill him like this.

Just as Wu Gang was about to say a few words and make some verbal criticism.

The sudden explosion outside the island owner's mansion immediately brought his thoughts back to his senses.

"what happened!"

Wu Gang's pupils narrowed slightly, and he stood up from the rattan chair, shocking away the two maids behind him.

Under his grim gaze, the door of the island owner's mansion was slowly pushed open, and a figure appeared in the field of vision.

Wu Gang's first glance fell on the back of the visitor's hand. Looking at the engraving that was still glowing with light, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble.

"Why are you here? What on earth is that fishman doing?"

Wu Gang let out a low cry, and couldn't help but think of the so-called good news that the fishman had reported to him earlier.

"Why, are you surprised by my arrival, or are you surprised that the situation reported by the fishman is different from the reality?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the owner of Xuanqiu Island in front of him with a smile on his face and asked in a calm voice.

"Shut up, it looks like that idiot has failed after all."

"No wonder it's like this. It's just that I created this puppet with my magic energy. It's not as smart as an ordinary person after all."

When Wu Gang heard Zhang Yifeng's words, he immediately realized that the fishman might have fallen into a trap.

Now that Zhang Yifeng appeared here, it had already proved his failure, so Wu Gang naturally no longer cared about him.

"Go ahead, you will die here today."

Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and waved at Wu Gang.

"Why, are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"Hahaha, I'm different from that loser. I have the blessing of the Demon God!"

Wu Gang burst into laughter upon seeing this and shouted with a smug look on his face.

At the same time, countless evil spirits emanated from his body and gradually enveloped Wu Gang.

"Let me show you with your own eyes the horror of the Demon Lord's power."

"This is the power that will make old Taiwu fear for the rest of his life!"

Wu Gang’s crazy roar was heard from the gradually condensed black ball.

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, but had no intention of stopping Wu Gang.

The evil energy emanating from his body posed a far greater threat to Zhang Yifeng than Wu Gang himself.

The terrifying pressure contained in it gave Zhang Yifeng a feeling that if he approached, he would be killed without a burial place.

Zhang Yifeng has always been very confident in his own perception, and at this moment he did not act rashly to interrupt the changes in Wu Gang's body.

Soon, the strange aura surrounding the black ball gradually dissipated.

Then a black gas vibrated and a thick arm covered with scales tore the black ball apart.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Wu Gang, who had completely transformed into a demon, appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.

Its entire body is covered with pitch-black scales, and on its forehead are two large goat-horn-like horns intertwined.

After transforming into a demon, Wu Gang looked like a devil crawling out of hell, with evil spirit surrounding him.

"It's been a long time since I used this gesture. Today you are lucky enough to die at my hands."

"Of course you have another choice, which is to submit to the Demon Lord and give up the inheritance of that old man Taiwu."

"Don't worry, as long as you join the Demon God, what old Taiwu did to you is nothing."

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng did not respond for a long time, Wu Gang thought that he was worried about the mark left by Taiwu Immortal Emperor on the back of his hand, so he immediately spoke in a muffled voice.

However, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyes to look at him and said calmly: "No, I just think you look a little too ugly."

"Your appearance before was just average at best, but now your posture is disgusting."

Listening to what Zhang Yifeng said, the complacency on Wu Gang's face instantly disappeared, and a flame burst out of his mouth.

"Damn it, you dare to humiliate me?!"

"Since you are unwilling to surrender, then go and die, and witness the power of the demon god!"

Wu Gang roared, moved his feet suddenly, and arrived in front of Zhang Yifeng in the blink of an eye.

With the blessing of the power of the demon god, his body has an extremely powerful amplification.

"ridiculous."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and suddenly threw a punch, hitting Wu Gang's face as he approached.

There was a loud bang, and Wu Gang flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came, directly smashing a rockery behind him.

Amid the smoke and dust, Wu Gang's incredulous and angry roar was heard.

"Damn it, damn it!"

After a furious roar, Wu Gang swung his scaly arms vigorously to disperse the smoke and dust around him.

I saw a fist mark deeply engraved on his face.

After a few breaths, the fist marks on Wu Gang's face returned to normal, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Go to hell! The Demon God's majesty cannot be trampled upon by anyone!"

In a rage, Wu Gang suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out scorching flames towards Zhang Yifeng.

The raging flames engulfed Zhang Yifeng's body in an instant, and the scorching heat was trying to refine his body.

"This is the Nine Nether Fire bestowed upon me by the Lord Demon God. With your mere Immortal Emperor cultivation, you cannot stop it at all!"

Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was engulfed by flames, Wu Gang retracted the flame in his mouth, raised his head and shouted.

In just a moment, his so-called Nine Nether Fire dissipated on its own, and Zhang Yifeng, unharmed, appeared in his sight.

"Nine Nether Fire, that's it?"

Zhang Yifeng clicked his tongue and looked at Wu Gang deeply.

"Wha, what?"

Wu Gang took a step back in astonishment. This was the most powerful blessing bestowed upon him by the Demon God, but it couldn't hurt Zhang Yifeng.

"I still overestimated you, or rather, I overestimated your position in the heart of this ancient demon god."

"You still want to block my path to this extent?"

Zhang Yifeng spoke to himself, but his aura continued to rise, and he summoned two swords from his raised hands.

Feeling the inexplicably rising aura from Zhang Yifeng, the demonized Wu Gang actually felt fear, and his body was shaking.

"Wait, wait, what are you going to do?"

Taking a half step back, Wu Gang shouted.