Kunpeng showed no mercy. Though the whole situation was a little bizarre and his opponent was a woman, she had no fucking face! One look told him she was a monster. His hand moved, and he brought his weapon crashing down on the demon woman's head.
The poor thing had not even crawled out of the television before taking a blow to the forehead. Dazed all over, she suddenly realized something: this guy was incredibly strong.
No shit. Kunpeng was not human; he belonged to the Demon Tribe. Why else would he radiate so much yang energy? Now that a lowly demon had looked down on a mighty Great Sage like him, of course he would strike to kill. He was baffled too. Everything had been perfectly peaceful, so where had this bastard come from? And why had she singled him out?
If he wanted to blame anyone, he could blame Big Chef for saying that they always chose people with abundant yang energy. As a male demon, and a top-tier one at that, he had yang energy in spades. The demon woman dared not go after Qin Fen, so he had fucking become her first choice. Big Chef had inadvertently shot him in the back.
Kunpeng flew into a rage, hammering down blow after blow. The demon woman was stunned. This **** hit so hard that her head spun. She could not understand how he had so much strength.
Kunpeng's stamina was no joke, but neither was the demon woman's body. She was a being born of karma, and no amount of beating could kill her.
Holy shit. Kunpeng was speechless. After this many blows, any ordinary little demon would have been reduced to pulp, yet this woman's head had not even changed shape.
She kept crawling out, filling