"Hedel, you deserve to die!" Lu Hong detected the sudden voice behind him and immediately sprang up, with the Bloodline Power in his body surging wildly.
Countless mysterious power of the Lion Poor bloodline gathered on his fist as he turned around and smashed it fiercely towards the Demon King Helder standing behind him.
In this strike, Lu Hong infused almost one hundred percent of his power in an instant. Although it was a bit rushed, the ferocious attack could definitely cripple an ordinary Heavenly Realm God Lord with a single punch.
However, this punch was easily blocked by Demon King Hedel.
The palm stopped Lu Hong's fist without emitting any fluctuation of energy, as if Lu Hong's punch had hit cotton, with all the force being absorbed by this soft cotton.
"This..." In an instant, Lu Hong's pupils slightly contracted. He quickly retreated to widen the distance between him and Demon King Hedel.
