The three of them shouted, but they couldn't see Ling Zhi's reality and did not dare to be careless. The three of them rushed towards Ling Zhi.

"Good come." Ling Zhi snorted, trying his current state with great interest. The spiritual power in his body quickly calmed down, leaving only the simple physical power, and connected to slapped at the three of them.

His physical condition at this moment was less than half a century, or even less than one percent of the strength he could exert.

If it were in the past, Ling Zhi felt that one percent of his physical strength was absolutely incapable of resisting warriors in the Holy King realm.

It is still a demon whose body is stronger than that of human warriors.

But now, the body's meridians have been broadened and transformed, the amount of the fusion of the Xuanhuang Qi is far beyond the past.

He wanted to know how much his body was stronger.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Three dull sounds of impact sounded, and Ling Zhi hit the palms of the three of them with her pure physical strength.

The three of them didn't seem to want to use their magic power, and they were worried that they would be discovered by the team beside them, but they just happened to be hit by Ling Zhi's idea.

A simple competition for physical strength.

When Lingzhi's first palm was slapped with the first warrior in the Saint King realm, he frowned. Because he was unfamiliar with his own power, the power he used in this palm was a bit implicit.

Thinking of this, when he swung his second palm, some small changes had occurred on his body's musculoskeletons, and the power flowed out, which was much smoother.

The first palm went out, the warrior at the second level of the Saint King simply leaned his palm back, his arms numb, and he took a step back.

After swinging the second palm, logically speaking, the power of the second palm should be weakened continuously. The corner of the demon warrior's mouth even sneered.

However, the attack that Ling Zhi had made after adapting slightly was much stronger than the previous one.

Click.

Accompanied by a cracked sound, the wrist and bones of the demon warrior actually penetrated the skin directly and stabbed it out. The white bones and black blood suddenly rushed out, causing his face to twist together instantly.

When Ling Zhi's body swung out this palm, he felt like he had not moved for a long time and was completely warmed up. Without hesitation, he swung his third palm and slapped at the last one, the strongest demon warrior here.

The warrior who was slapped his hand bone with his palm stared at Ling Zhi viciously, and couldn't wait to see the scene where Ling Zhi was slapped away by the other party.

It’s just a pity that Ling Zhi did fly up.

But it's not flying backwards, but flying forwards.

Ling Zhi rushed forward and took off one of the arm of the warrior in front of him.

Ling Zhi even followed the trend, slid his body from the other party, and punched him from the side and hit him under the armpit.

Bang.

The power of this punch hit the opponent's body firmly, and at this moment, he spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

However, Ling Zhi didn't want to let it go.

His movements quickly became proficient from the beginning when they were awkward.

He grabbed the man's soft arms with one hand, and fisted several times beside him, with an amazing speed.

Before the other two had time to do anything, he punched the man's upper body and made a gap.

The internal organs can be seen clearly along this gap.

The warrior who was captured by Ling Zhi finally put aside everything in his life and death. The magic power flowed in his body. Regardless of his injuries, he was about to fight Ling Zhi.

Unfortunately, Ling Zhi couldn't give him this opportunity.

Ling Zhi directly let go of his arm, stepped on the ground, and swept his other foot directly on his head.

The shock of his Shenting acupoint trembled, and his soul cracked directly under the violence.

When the soul was attacked, the magic power condensed in this person's body quickly became silent.

Ling Zhi also wanted to follow the team where Kra was and sneak into the Magic City. If a warrior at the third level of the Holy King burst out and alarmed the team moving forward, how could he hide his identity?

He almost kicked the demon into dementia with one kick, and Ling Zhi rushed directly at the other two warriors in the second level of the Saint King.

When they saw Ling Zhi coming, the two of them were shocked. They no longer had the previous arrogant intention, and there was only a look of panic on their faces.

But they didn't know that Ling Zhi's intentional or unintentional pressure from the semi-ancestral realm was a deterrent for them.

At this moment, with the display of Lingzhi's strength, this kind of pressure is even more complete.

Ling Zhi is a person who has killed the Ancestor Saint, and has resisted the supreme pressure of the three corpse ancestors, beast ancestors, and spiritual ancestors. These things will become part of his pressure, making his momentum more convergent and more concentrated.

When facing the enemy, the enemy will not be able to exert its due strength.

This is to defeat the enemy before you can fight!

The two panicked Saint King Second Level Warriors lost their climate. In less than a moment, they were killed by Ling Zhi. Together with the next few demons in the king level, Ling Zhi wiped out his soul and threw it aside.

At this moment, the warrior at the third level of the Holy King gradually came to his senses. He suddenly pointed at Ling Zhi and said, "No, why don't there be any magic fluctuations on you? Instead, there is a purer power fluctuation? Are you not from my demon clan?"

"Magic fluctuations?" Ling Zhi's palm that had already poked out to the other party stopped in the air.

In order not to let the other party discover his identity, he deliberately did not use the spiritual power in his body throughout the whole process.

But he didn't expect that this demon warrior at the third level of the Holy King actually noticed something and revealed his identity.

Even a warrior from the Holy King realm can see through his identity. If he goes to the Demon City, what would it be?

In the Demon City, it is very likely that there is a co-lord of the demon clan in charge.

If his identity as a human race is exposed, it would not be an easy task.

"I just used my magic power at all, so naturally there was no magic power fluctuation on my body." Ling Zhi pulled the corner of his mouth and said deliberately.

"It's true that you didn't use magic power," the warrior shook his head vigorously. It could be seen that the attack on his divine court acupoint just now caused some damage to his mind.

"But you don't have any magical aura on you. It's not surprising that you don't even have any magical aura leaked out during the battle, and you are still a royal family!"
Chapter completed!