Armor: I support Meizhen, my emperor is doing evil.

Every blow was delivered with just the right amount of force.

It can not only cause harm, but also constantly erode his will to resist.

Kufens swung his huge axe and tried his best to block.

But Su Chen's attack was like a storm, continuous, and the speed and power were getting faster and stronger.

Kufens felt like a small boat in the raging sea.

He could only hold on with all his might. His axe technique had long become disorganized and he was completely led by Su Chen's rhythm.

He could only watch as the wounds on his body continued to increase.

Black blood continued to splatter, and the power was rapidly fading.

"boom!"

Another precise side kick, Su Chen's leg lashed Kufens' waist like a steel whip.

"puff!"

Kufens spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his huge body flew out again.

He landed heavily on the ground a few meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

This time, he almost didn't have the strength to struggle, and the huge axe in his hand flew out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.

“Too… too strong…”

Kufens lay on the ground, his consciousness began to blur, and only endless despair and bitterness remained in his heart.

Is this the absolute gap in strength?

Even the power gained by burning one's life could not shake the opponent in the slightest.

This was a thrilling and one-sided battle.

The onlookers around, whether they were hiding in the dark or observing in the open, were all shocked.

Qing Zizai's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg.

"Oh my God! Is this Su Chen's true strength?!"

He muttered, shock written all over his face.

"When I saw him destroy those supernatural beasts before, I thought it was just the superior performance of his armor. Now it seems that it is simply because his own strength is too outrageous!"

"This... this is simply a monster-level combat power of 'three three three'!"

Qing Zizai blushed when he recalled that he had wanted to give Su Chen some advice before.

Compared with this kind of strength, my own skills are simply a novice.

No wonder he could deal with so many tricky monsters so easily.

With such strength, those supernatural beasts in front of him are probably no different from chopping melons and vegetables.

And on the side.

Xu Tingfei, who was also wearing armor but felt extremely small and powerless at the moment, had an extremely complicated expression.

He stared at the war-like figure in the center of the battlefield, his heart in turmoil.

"Why...why is he so strong even though we're both armor summoners?"

Xu Tingfei's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and his nails dug deep into his palms.

He has always been proud of his ability to summon the Hiei Armor, believing that he is the chosen one and the hero who protects the world.

But in front of Su Chen, his pitiful pride was shattered.

He recalled the time when he faced a Netherworld Demon and was in danger, even needing help from others.

But Su Chen was able to fight three alone.

He even easily manipulated three powerful Netherworld demons.

The Jiu Ling

This gap is like a chasm.

It made him feel powerless and jealous.

"Is this... the gap between him and me?"

Xu Tingfei admitted this fact bitterly.

His long-standing escape and inferiority complex found the cruelest footnote at this moment.

He is indeed... far inferior to Su Chen.

At this moment, Xu Tingfei's eyes swept over Salman and Bakt who were lying on the ground and dying.

An uncontrollable rage suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, overshadowing his previous inferiority and jealousy.

He thought of his kidnapped parents, whose whereabouts are still unknown and their life or death is uncertain!

And the two Netherworld Demons in front of us are the murderers!

"Where are my parents?! Where are they?!"

Xu Tingfei roared and rushed forward.

The Feiying Armor instantly burst out with all its strength, and the Feiying Leg in its hand made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Tell me! Otherwise, die!!"

Salman and Bakter were already seriously injured by Su Chen and almost lost their combat effectiveness.

At this moment, facing the furious Xu Tingfei, he had no power to resist.

Xu Tingfei vented all his worries, anger, and powerlessness on the two Netherworld Demons.

The flying shadow kick fell like a torrential rain.

The two Netherworld Demons screamed in pain and rolled on the ground wailing.

They tried to resist, but their weak bodies could not support them at all, and they could only be beaten madly by Xu Tingfei like sandbags.

Xu Tingfei had only one thought at this moment, which was to force him to tell the whereabouts of his parents!

And in the shadows further away.

The ugly general looked at the situation on the battlefield, his face so gloomy that water could drip out of it, and he was shaking with anger.

"Damn it Su Chen! It's you again!! It's you, the bastard, who always comes out to ruin my plans!"

The ugly general gnashed his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.

"And that useless Kufens!"

"He calls himself the captain of the Netherworld Legion, but he can't even defeat an Armored Warrior. He's just trash!"

Seeing that the carefully planned operation was about to fail completely, the ugly general prepared to escape.

But he was also worried about punishing Emperor Lufa and the Black Emperor.

At this moment, a long-distance voice sounded.

"General Ugly, I've sent people to support you! If you can't destroy those armors this time, you won't have to come back to see me alive!"

"Lord Black Emperor?!"

The ugly general's body shook violently. He was a little frightened when he heard that it was the voice of the Black Emperor.

But when he thought about the support that Black Emperor mentioned, he calmed down.

"If Lord Black Emperor takes action, those armored warriors will definitely not be a match for him! That's right, this time Su Chen is definitely dead!"

The ugly general looked at Su Chen on the battlefield with resentment.

It's all this damn guy's fault!

At the same time, on the battlefield.

Su Chen's figure shuttled back and forth like a ghost, and the light emitted by the Lightning Shadow Armor almost pierced everyone's eyes.

Kufens, the once invincible captain of the Nether Legion.

But at this moment, he was like a puppet with its strings cut, retreating step by step under Su Chen's violent attack.

His armor was covered with hideous cracks.

Every impact caused the energy core in his body to vibrate violently.

"ended."

Su Chen's voice was cold and calm, without any emotion.

He suddenly accelerated, his body turned into a stream of light, and his right hand gathered overwhelming power, and he punched out!

This punch may seem simple, but it contains terrifying power that can collapse mountains and split rocks.

The air was compressed by the extreme speed and force, making a shrill scream.

"No--!!"

A final flash of madness and unwillingness flashed across Kufens' eyes.

He tried to raise his arms to block, but his wounded body could no longer keep up with his will.

"Bang!!"

阡驩ノ╲㈠⒋㈨○⑶⑺⑨⑻

A dull roar like thunder rang out in the center of the battlefield.

Kufens was like being hit head-on by a speeding train, and his whole body was bent like a shrimp.

He landed heavily on the ground dozens of meters away, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The armor on his body could no longer maintain its shape.

With a crackling sound of energy dissipating, he collapsed to the ground, breathing weakly.

He had obviously suffered a fatal injury and was unable to recover.

The dust slowly settled, and Su Chen slowly walked towards the fallen Kufens.

The Lightning Shadow Armor gleamed brightly in the smoke, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of all the onlookers.

He looked down at Kufens with an indifferent look as if he was looking at a stone by the roadside.

Kufens raised his head with difficulty, staring at Su Chen with his turbid eyes.

Those eyes were filled with deep hatred, unbelievable humiliation, and...

Deep despair and hatred!

He hated Su Chen's strength, and hated his own incompetence even more!

As the captain of the Nether Legion and former warrior of Ares, he was defeated so thoroughly and miserably!

Even the power gained by burning one's life is like child's play in front of the other party.

This is simply the biggest mockery of his lifelong beliefs!

"Do you have any last words?"

Su Chen's voice broke the silence, and his calm tone revealed an unquestionable majesty.

This wasn't a question, but more of a routine announcement, signaling the end of the loser.

Kufens made a hoarse sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something.

But the blood rushing to his throat and the severe pain prevented him from uttering complete syllables.

He simply used up the last of his strength and stared at Su Chen, as if he wanted to imprint this figure that crushed all his pride deep in his soul forever.

Su Chen shook his head slightly, seeming a little bored.

"Since you don't have any, then you can go to hell!"

Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, and energy began to gather in his palm.

The dazzling light grew brighter and brighter, emitting a heart-pounding aura of destruction.