Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

However, Ma Yu saw the cold glint on David’s claw but showed not a shred of retreat. He raised his fist again and shouted, "This is the final strike. The Demon King’s fist is broken, his wound is shattered!"

BOOM!

ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt

With Ma Yu’s roaring voice, the breath of his entire body changed, even directly ascending to the same level of a divine powerhouse.

On his fist, there was also a terrifying crackling sound.

When David saw it, his eyes held no trace of amusement anymore.

TAP!

After saying this, David’s claw shone with a blue light, then he directly surged into the sky and swept toward Ma Yu like tears from the heavens.

But at this very moment, a cold voice suddenly reached David’s ear.

"Destroy the heart!"

"Not good!"

David’s heart tightened instantly. He realized that Ma Yu’s unexpected performance had consumed all of his attention, making him forget about the presence of another person nearby.