"Why did you kill Wang Ergun?"
Lin Hai asked coldly.
"Haha, it's a way to strike at you. The more pain you feel, the more reckless and irrational you'll beco."
Satan laughed arrogantly without any reservations.
"Seeing you in pain from losing friends makes happy."
Anger flashed in Lin Hai's eyes, his voice even colder: "Anyone who makes uncomfortable will pay with their life."
"Oh really? I'd like to try it."
Satan's hands t Lin Hai's palms.
The mont they connected, the arrogance vanished from Satan's eyes.
"What terrifying strength!"
The massive impact forced his body to uncontrollably retreat continuously, as if every bone in his body had suffered a severe blow.
That palm seed capable of disrupting the flow of a mighty river with a single strike.
"Seems like I have to use my strongest move now."
Satan's entire body gathered Gang Qi to its peak, concentrating it in his hands and palms, then launched a sudden attack at Lin Hai, the technique resembling a demonic figure descending from Hell.
This move was honed after Satan had killed countless foes, giving the technique a certain sense of intent.
You could say such a move typically only appears in the hands of the Legendary.
However, although Satan's technique possessed a hint of such intent, it could only be considered as touching the threshold.
If he continued down this path, he might one day beco Legendary.
This was also his best life-saving move.
"Eight Stele Hand, New Three Styles combined!"
Unafraid, Lin Hai charged forward.
The technique was sharp, like lightning cutting through clouds, his palm capable of shattering stones.
The fusion of the three styles could increase Lin Hai's combat power by more than threefold.
The mont they clashed, Satan felt the terrifying power of Lin Hai pouring over him like a mighty river.
Satan's face changed dramatically.
Before he could react, his move imbued with countless murderous intent was forcibly broken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backwards.
He rolled on the ground several tis before barely stabilizing his stance.
His face was filled with fear and disbelief: "How can you be so strong!"
"Die!"
Without giving Satan a chance to speak, Lin Hai wasted no ti and delivered a fierce punch to his head.
This punch was enough to kill Satan.
The look of terror appeared in Satan's eyes, realizing death was so close.
Reluctance and pain filled his heart.
"Damn it! My future is limitless; how can I die at the hands of soone like this..."
Satan gritted his teeth, determined to make one last struggle even if it ant death.
The killing intent grew ever closer.
"Gaga, let help you!"
A sinister, weird laugh suddenly erupted from behind Lin Hai.
An intense claw wind ca whistling towards him.
This feeling indicated a strength no less than Satan's.
If he allowed the opponent to hit him from behind, it could cause injuries.
"Courting death!"
Lin Hai had no choice but to abandon the kill on Satan, quickly turning around and delivering a heavy punch towards the opponent.
The punch collided with the claw.
The imnse impact created cracks in the ground.
Under the force, the opponent flipped and landed on the ground.
Lin Hai caught a clear view of his opponent's appearance.
An outfit of pure white, long black hair, sinister eyes, and a strange smile.
This was an expert of the sa strength as Satan.
"Hehe, kid, the one who will kill you is called Punishnt Angel, and you have the right to know my na."
The speaker was none other than the head of the Heavenly Prison A-2 district's Heavenly Punishnt force, Punishnt Angel.
Lin Hai thought this person seed familiar, as if he had seen him sowhere before, but his mory was a little blurry.
However, it didn't matter. Anyone blocking his revenge deserved to die.
"Satan, this kid's strength is a bit strange, let's team up."
Punishnt Angel wasn't foolish; after exchanging one move with Lin Hai, he knew he couldn't kill Lin Hai alone.
Only by joining forces was there a possibility.
"No problem, Punishnt Angel, I owe you one." Satan stood up, his bones crackling, and his blood flow accelerating, this was his thod of quickly recovering from injuries.
Almost every Supre Strong has this thod, and the effect is similar across them, with the only common side effect being a temporary recovery, after the battle, the injury returns as it was.
However, in battle, it's a rather life-saving thod, similar in principle to the ancient Huaxia martial art's "Qi and blood circulation thod."
The two great experts stood nacingly against Lin Hai.
"You can repay what you owe him in Hell."
Lin Hai spoke calmly.
"Kid, you are indeed strong and have the right to be arrogant, but with the two of us teaming up, you're still dood."
Punishnt Angel said with a sinister laugh.
"Is that so? Let's try."
"Let's try."
Satan and Punishnt Angel simultaneously launched another attack on Lin Hai.
One a demon from Hell, brimming with strength.
The other had an uncanny movent technique, claws as sharp as blades, capable of instantly shredding a person to pieces.
The two n charged ferociously, the killing intent flooding the corridor, striking fear into the heart.
Lin Hai faced them expressionlessly.
His left hand executed the Heavenly Creation Finger, astonishingly adept, blossoming like a lotus, neutralizing the strength targeted at Satan's fist.
The Eight Stele Hand's New Three Styles could split or rge, skillfully applied, like a Grandmaster from ancient tis, contending with Punishnt Angel's evil claws.
In the brief monts, they exchanged hundreds of blows.
Nobody dared to approach, fearing they would be killed by the shockwaves.
The walls around were in disarray, debris rolled across the floor.
Gang Qi clashed against Gang Qi, producing a resonant chi akin to striking a Golden Bell Shield.
"What kind of finger technique is this?"
Satan cried out in shock, realizing his fist was nullified by such a simple finger point and unable to harness Gang Qi.
Punishnt Angel wasn't faring any better; Lin Hai's exquisite application of the Eight Stele Hand, blending offense and defense seamlessly, left no openings.
Moreover, Lin Hai's strength surpassed his; every strike left Punishnt Angel's bones aching from the shock.
"Damn it, Ten Demon Blades, co out."
Satan roared.
The Ten Demon Blades were the strongest ten core subordinates under his Demon Blade Group, each being a Second Grade Supre Strong, and together could challenge a First Grade Supre Strong.
Punishnt Angel also dropped his elite posture, shouting: "Heavenly Punishnt Five Angels, co out and help kill this guy!"
The Heavenly Punishnt Five Angels, when combined, could also challenge a First Grade Supre Strong.
In the blink of an eye, fifteen individuals rushed out, encircling Lin Hai.
"Just a bunch of trash!"
Lin Hai sneered, still fearless, launching a frenzied assault.
"Peak state!"
Gang Qi surged wildly, its properties fully utilized as well.
Simultaneously, the Holy Blood also began to demonstrate its effects in battle once more.
In a flash, Lin Hai killed two Demon Blade group mbers.
One of the Punishnt Angels tried to sneak attack, only to be grabbed by the shoulder by Lin Hai and forcibly ripped in half, blood splattering everywhere.
"You are too weak."
With those words, five more Demon Blade experts were instantly slaughtered.
Satan and Punishnt Angel attempted to intervene, but were blown back by a single Breaking Army Fist from Lin Hai, who then effortlessly slew a nearby Punishnt Angel and kicked another Demon Blade mber to death.
The killing intent was astounding.
After slaying several experts, the effects of the Holy Blood manifested, absorbing and devouring the essence of their Gang Qi.
In an instant, Lin Hai's heart stirred: "About to break through, Peak Supre Strong..."
As the sensation arose in his heart, Lin Hai's Gang Qi, blood, and bones underwent a montous transformation.
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