"Squelch!"
The instant he punched through the demon's abdomen, crimson blood gushed out, splattering Liu Yu's upper body.
A layer of dark red stained his pitch-black armor. Covered in blood, he looked utterly savage and bloodthirsty.
Like a god, like a demon!
"Phew..."
Liu Yu gently exhaled a breath of stale air, a slight smile curling his lips.
Such a gloriously unrestrained battle, every punch striking flesh, left him exhilarated, every pore in his body opening.
But to onlookers, Liu Yu's blood-smeared face and deranged smile made him look exactly like a fiend who delighted in slaughter.
His terrifying strength only deepened that impression, naturally sending a chill through them and making them shudder from the bottom of their hearts.
A madman!
A fiend!
Even his companions, Huang Mei and the others, could not help entertaining strange thoughts, their wariness of him growing.
At that moment, Liu Yu's face brimmed with satisfaction, but Feng Jiuxiao, whose abdomen he had pierced, was rapidly losing his spirit pressure and imposing aura.
In mere moments, he fell from the fourth-tier peak to the fourth-tier middle stage, then continued slipping toward the fourth-tier early stage.
His demonic body stiffened, then began twitching incessantly. The light in his fiery crimson eyes swiftly dimmed.
With a Fourth-Tier Demon King's constitution, even a gaping hole through the body was not actually a fatal injury.
Feng Jiuxiao reacted this way solely because his vital weakness had been seized.
In the great hand Liu Yu had thrust through his abdomen and out the other side, he held a miniature fire phoenix about three feet long.
Though countless times smaller, it was still recognizably Feng Jiuxiao. This was the demon's nascent soul!
With even his nascent soul restrained, the demon was naturally a fish on the chopping block, left entirely