Billionaire God of War

"Gou!" Jiang Ning yelled.

Brother Gou opened his eyes slightly with no fear or regret in his eyes. "I'm not... dead yet..."

His first attack didn't scratch the Demon King, but it was just the beginning!

Jiang Hing's body was trembling. He immediately helped Brother Gou to seal the wound to stop the bleeding. He traded his arm just to prove to the Demon King that even mortals could also fight head to head with him.

Boom!

The second attack ensued.

Jiang Ning raised his head toward the cyclone. He clenched his fists, and his teeth were about to shatter. However, he still couldn't stop them.

"I'm coming for you!"

It was Lao Wu's voice!

Lao Wu executed the second attack!

The storm remained horrifying as ever. The Demon King's expression also changed. He took a deep breath to prepare for the impact. "You don't have to tell me. Bring it on!" Bang!

It was another heavy blow. The ground cracked even wider and half of the Demon King's body sank under the ground.

A figure flew out of the cyclone the same way as before. Jiang Ning rushed out once again to catch the blood-stained Lao Wu.

Lao Wu was unconscious, and his vitals were weak. One of his arms had its muscles torn open, revealing the bones within.

"Lao Wu! Lao Wu!" Jiang Ning yelled. But Lao Wu didn't seem to hear him. He was already unconscious. Jiang Ning hurriedly stopped the bleeding and shouted, "Wake up! Wake up, Lao Wu! Hang in there! Hang in there!"

His voice was trembling. He had never experienced anything like this before.

He told Brother Gou and the others long ago that they would die if they followed him.

But he never wanted to see them die!

"Lao Wu! Don't fall asleep! Don't you f*cking fall asleep!" Jiang Ning yelled. But there was still no reaction from Lao Wu.

Boom!

The third attack came!

It was Lao Liu!

The fourth, Lao Ba!

The fifth!

Bang!Boom!Pow!

Eighteen attacks!

The sound of their attacks pierced through the air. The Demon King roared as he forcefully intercepted every single ferocious impact!

An enormous crater appeared on the

ground with the Demon King lying in

the middle. His chest was sunken in, and his neck was twisted to the back. One of his arms was torn off the shoulder and landed on his throat.

He was severely injured!

He was gasping for air, and blood spurted out of his nose.

But his twin iris were still sharp!

Swish!

The Demon King opened his mouth, spewed blood, and slowly twisted his neck. It seemed that he wouldn't die even after having his neck twisted.

"I never would have imagined you eighteen mortals to be so powerful..."Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

He smiled coldly, slowly turned his head back to its original position and struggled to get up from the ground. The blood on his body was covered in dark energy, exuding a menacing aura.

Behind Jiang Hing, eighteen men were lying on the ground, severely injured.

They were all at the brink of death. Even the slightest breeze could end their life.

"You entertained me."

The Demon King stood up and reattached his broken arm. After surrounding the wound with dark energy, the arm slowly recovered. That wasn't some ordinary ability.

He looked at Brother Gou and the others. He didn't expect himself to be severely injured by these mortals.

He might have been killed if there were not just eighteen of them that day but twenty-eight, or even thirty-eight.

"I will kill you with my own hands as your reward!"

As soon as the Demon King said

that, his twin iris flashed and sent out a shockwave. He raised his arm and manifested a ball of dark energy in his palm before throwing it toward them.

"Die!" he roared.

The dark energy corroded everything around them. It could instantly disintegrate anything that got close to

It would kill Brother Gou and the others if the dark energy touched them.

Bang!

However, Jiang Ning would not let that happen.

He threw his fist violently, smashing directly on the dark energy. He deflected the dark energy back to the Demon King with a loud bang, almost into his face. "Impossible!"

The Demon King was shocked. He never expected Jiang Ning to dare take on his attack with his bare hands.

"Enough!" Jiang Ning roared. His eyes were crimson, and dazzling white lights glowed on his fists. One could see the killing intent all over his face.