Billionaire God of War

Their mission was to eliminate the Demon King.

Even if they had to pay the hefty price of life, they would stop at nothing to murder the demon.

Determination filled their faces that instance. At this moment, they cleared their minds of all distractions as their gazes latched onto the Demon King, who was still in battle with Jiang Ning. He was their target!

As of now, they were waiting for Jiang Ning to lure the Demon King to the Boulder Formation. Once he was within the range of attack, they would go all out and fight with all their might.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Jiang Ning's Extreme Fist Technique was already at its peak. The air around him surged with his large movements.

The incredible friction of their punches created enough heat to raise the temperature around them.

The Demon King was stunned. He never expected

Jiang Ning to hold his own for so long, let alone increase the intensity of his attacks.

This level of talent in combat was not possible for mortals.

"Not bad, not bad at all!" The Demon King cackled, his words filled with sarcasm.

An ancient demon like him had been in countless fights and thus had a lot more experience on the battlefield than Jiang Ning. He knew that the trick to gaining the upper hand in a close match was to wreck the opponent's mentality.

for loss in fights. Ironically, many were defeated when their

was the lack of perseverance that

a high emotional capacity, and there was little that could faze him. He paid no

loved ones out of harm's way,

combinations strategically to catch his opponent off guard. He paced himself wisely and took control of

slip up and take a few punches. Though none of the hits were deadly, the Demon King

hit

Jiang Ning and the Demon King

Ning shoulder's had been mauled by the Demon King's razor-sharp claws. The flesh was badly mangled, and crimson blood gushed out of the gaping wound. It was a gruesome sight. Meanwhile, blood trickled down the corner of the

wipe it off as

thought that you have so much potential," the

bobbed, more blood bubbled up to his lips and spurted

blows and finding vulnerable

they left no distinguishable bruises on the Demon King's skin, the force of each

to cushion the blow, he would have suffered

you say that this is

IӘ.

Fist Technique? There must be much more left for me to learn since I didn't kill you

The Demon King scoffed.

the Extreme Fist Technique, but it was his first