Hands Mean No Reason (W Words)

"What?!"

Blood Fiend Demon Lord was momentarily dumbfounded, unable to process what the two had said, but that did not mean he would stand there in a daze.

"You actually dared to attack first? Truly... hehehe."

At that moment, he flew into a rage.

He was a Heavenly Immortal, and a notorious great demon lord at that.

When faced with Profound Immortals, Golden Immortals, and other big shots, this old man naturally was no match for them. But you two were merely Red Dust Immortals, and you actually dared to attack me first?! This was simply outrageous!

"Die!"

Blood Fiend Demon Lord attacked. After devouring Su Mo, his injuries had almost completely recovered. Now that he struck, he was ferocious, displaying the battle prowess befitting a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse.

However...

When the densely packed soft swords wrapped around him, and even more soft swords turned into a dense mass of "fists" that came hammering down...

Blood Fiend Demon Lord was completely dumbfounded.

Crack-crack-crack!!!

Countless fists slammed into his body. After being bound, he could not break free, and could only watch helplessly as the dense mass of fists continued hammering him. They gradually shattered his Demon Armor, then left him covered in wounds...

Blood streamed from all seven orifices!

"This?!"

"You?!"

Blood Fiend Demon Lord stared with his mouth agape. At this moment, he had almost forgotten the pain and his injuries, his mind filled with nothing but question marks.

Why the hell had this happened?! I'm a Heavenly Immortal, yet I actually got beaten by a Red Dust Immortal? And with this kind of method, too! She clearly has swords, yet she turned them into fists to pummel me instead? The damage isn't that great, but the humiliation is off the charts.

Blood Fiend Demon Lord's eyes instantly reddened.