"Miss me, then come and try my white horse silver spear Zhao Zilong's big silver fist!"

Zhao Li clenched the fist in his hand and shook it slightly at the Kerr girl not far away, and then in the next moment, the whole person turned into an afterimage like a cannonball out of the chamber, and punched at Ker'er.

Rumble!

There was a bang.

"Hehe, Zhao Gongzi has so much strength, but what about frightening the concubine?"

Ke'er's heart-warming voice sounded in front of Zhao Li.

Zhao Li can even smell the familiar and unfamiliar aroma on Ke'er's body, which makes people feel a little bloody...

"How is that possible? What is this!"

Zhao Li still maintained a punching posture, but when he looked up, he couldn't help but ask.

Just in front of his fist, a faint, seemingly non-existent black smoke screen floated in the air.

His fist was blocked by this faint black smoke screen, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch, and the thin smoke screen didn't change.

With his current combat power comparable to the peak of the first world, any punch has a striking force of several tons, and just now by taking a few tens of meters from Ke'er, he has brought out a huge amount of kinetic energy, and the power contained in the fist weighs at least a dozen tons.

But right now, it's blocked by a layer of vague things.

"Didn't Zhao Gongzi say that the concubine body is a monster? Then of course this is a demon spirit! Hehe, does Zhao Gongzi want to bully the concubine?"

Ke'er smiled charmingly, stood still in place, and looked at Zhao Li with a smile.

"Demonic spirit... Sure enough, the extraordinary power of this world is not so easy to deal with..."

A glimmer of struggle flashed in Zhao Li's eyes, and he muttered, Since this is the case...

"Then, feel my extreme strength!"

Zhao Li roared, and saw that the whole person swelled like a balloon, and the muscles that were originally as toned and beautiful as Michelangelo's human sculpture also exploded wildly, like weeds.

As for Zhao Li's elegant, slim flowing white clothes, they were burst under the strength of his muscles, turning into wisps of rags hanging on his body.

However, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Li changed from a slender white-clothed scholar of one meter eight to a terrifying Roshan Great Demon King with a height of more than four meters and a half, almost five meters, a horizontal volume of two meters, and muscles all over his body that looked like steel blocks.

"Watch my military killing fist blow you to the scum! Break! Break! Break! Break!"

Zhao Li shouted, by the way, although Zhao Li's whole body muscle tissue was bursting, there was no way for the skull to get bigger - no matter how strong this super martial arts "Seventy-two Changes" was, there was no way to cultivate to the brain, so Zhao Li's head was still the original size, and his face was still the handsome little white face of a scholar.

While frantically shouting the strong man's quotations, Zhao Li once again shook his fist at the Ke'er goblin in front of him, who could only look up at his lower body.

That's right, Zhao Li doesn't believe in evil, if the previous punch was directly penetrated and ignored, Zhao Li would accept his fate, but it was like hitting a wall, and it could make a loud noise - this shows that this demonic energy also has a bearing force, which shows that it is not ignoring physical attacks, but the defense is particularly strong.

Now Zhao Li directly skipped the "weapon posture", from the "defensive posture" to the "violent capital state", and his strength has at least doubled, and the striking power brought by each punch is at least twenty or thirty tons away.

Theoretically speaking, the power of each punch of Zhao Li now is more fierce than the golden hoop stick - after all, according to "Journey to the West", the Ruyi golden hoop stick weighs 13,500 catties, this number seems to be quite large, but when converted, the weight of this stick is only more than 6 tons, less than 7 tons!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A heavy punch with a striking force of dozens of tons fell like raindrops on the black demon power in front of the little goblin again, making a sound like thunder.

This time, it was no longer in vain.

I saw that this thin layer of black demonic power also began to shake violently.

The Kerr goblin who was hiding behind the shady demonic power finally stopped calming, and his face changed slightly.

Don't look at the demonic power at the moment, it is just a thin layer like a veil of mist, but it is the result of her cultivation so far, a full five or six hundred years of swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, absorbing the condensation of human essence.

This seemingly thin layer of demonic power can already carry tens of thousands of catties of gravity - therefore, for those so-called martial artists in the human race, as long as they have no spiritual power, Ke'er is not afraid.

But right now, this demonic power that can carry tens of thousands of catties of gravity is also crumbling, doesn't it mean that the strength of each blow of this scholar in front of him is above tens of thousands of catties? Is this still the power that human beings without spiritual power can achieve!

"Boom!"

Ke'er didn't dare to hold it up anymore, and stood and let this scholar beat - no, the Roshan monster in front of him was not a scholar at all! But it's really strange, obviously there is no trace of spiritual power, demon power fluctuations, but it can change from a scholar who looks like a scholar with a partial demeanor to a muscle monster in front of him...

The black demonic power that shook violently in front of Ke'er instantly expanded and exploded.

I saw Zhao Li, who was punching wildly, suddenly felt a huge reaction force, as if there was a similar Zhao Li who was slamming at him, and the whole person flew out more than ten meters upside down, crashed into a rockery, and rolled to the ground.

"You've got some great chance, but right away, it's going to be mine!"

Ke'er shocked Zhao Li with a blow, and said with surprise and joy, although the other party's strength was beyond her imagination, and could even threaten her slightly, but only brute force, it would definitely not be her opponent, on the contrary, if she could eat him... With such vigorous qi and blood, Ke'er can't help but drool.

"Invest 1 free attribute point to recover!"

Zhao Li shouted in his heart, shook his head for a while, stood up from the ground naked, shook off the dirt on his body, and said to the Kerr girl whose expression was already quite serious and no longer relaxed: "Very good, little goblin, is this the power of demonic power? It is really very powerful, it is not something that ordinary humans can compete with, even a great martial arts master like me can't..."

Zhao Li's eyes flashed with a cold light, that's right, the real life and death fight is not a dinner party, although he seems to be able to shock that demonic aura under the "violent posture", but the other party will no longer stand stupidly to fight himself, and the other party's counterattack just now seems to be the effect of "power back", which is really a bit tricky.

"But do you think I can't do anything? Let me tell you, I'm not a reckless man anymore, I'm a man of culture!"

Zhao Li, who was naked and muscular, roared at Ke'er.