The Purple Lightning Weasel King still had a breath left, but Li Feng always acted thoroughly, leaving no troubles behind. As long as there was a breath left, the attack would naturally not stop.
Li Feng directly free-fell, bringing a sharp gale down like a meteor towards the Purple Lightning Weasel King. The Purple Lightning Weasel King, looking at this relentless Li Feng, wanted to dodge, but his body couldn't move an inch.
He could only watch as Li Feng stomped on him, and in an instant, blood spurted from his mouth like a fountain, and the Purple Lightning Weasel King immediately met his end.
Hiss.
The surrounding Demon Kings looked at each other in disbelief; the Purple Lightning Weasel King was gone too?
Including the three unlucky ones at the beginning, this was already the fifth Demon King to fall, though it's only a fraction of all gathered Demon Kings, it's still an alarming number.
