In Chen Pan's eyes, what Zhao Lei is powerful is not his martial arts or swordsmanship, but his speed. In terms of the combat power of martial arts and swordsmanship, the old leopard at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm was not inferior to him, and even exceeded it, but the speed was incomparable. This was also the main factor that Zhao Lei could control the initiative in the battlefield that day.

If he is willing, as long as he does not completely block his retreat, Zhao Lei can almost ignore the opponent's numerical advantage. He can always let the opponent have no chance to surround him, and can always let only one enemy within the range of his battle. No matter how many people the opponent comes, there will always be only one person fighting with Zhao Lei, which is his most terrifying thing.

Chen Pan has too little understanding of Taoist patterns and cannot know the difference in strength between Taoist patterns. It’s just that Zhao Lei is extremely talented. Just look at this terrifying and special heavenly tribulation, you will know that the Tao that conforms to him is definitely not ordinary.

All martial arts in the world are hard and hard, but fast and fast. Speed ​​can be used as a means of attack and as a means of defense, even better than most defensive techniques, so that the opponent cannot beat at all.

From the theory of relativity in previous lives, speed reaches its extreme, it can surpass light or even time. From the perspective of momentum, speed is power, and under the influence of speed, even simple things can burst out with terrible power.

Zhao Lei’s Tao is speed, so what will my Tao be? Refining weapons? Chen Pan’s thoughts couldn’t help but spread.

On the other hand, the battle between Zhao Lei and the green figure has entered a white heat. Neither side uses any martial arts, and uses speed and the sword in their hands to perform the simplest way of fighting. There are no gorgeous moves, no burst of energy, no rolling of air waves, and even the fluctuations of the heaven and earth's vitality are very weak.

The Western Demon King's face became colder and colder. She could feel the terribleness of the two fighting ahead. Although it looked very plain, the two had already interpreted their speed to the extreme. Not to mention the Golden Immortal Cultivator of the same realm, the Daluo Golden Immortal could only sigh. Perhaps only Taiyi Golden Immortal can achieve such speed.

But if Zhao Lei also reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, what a terrible speed could he reach? Perhaps only the saint could suppress it. What's even more terrifying is that with Zhao Lei's talent, not to mention Taiyi Golden Immortal, it is entirely possible to reach the realm of a saint. At that time, will he be invincible to the world? He is actually fighting such a person, and the Western Demon King suddenly feels chilling.

"Dadada." Suddenly, a rapid sound came to mind, which attracted Chen Pan's thoughts. The two fighting had given up flying in the air and fell on the huge bluestone slab. Stepping on the stone slab, the sounds made by the two could be said to be no one could hear, but the speed was too fast, and countless faint sounds seemed to ring at the same time, gathering into the sound of footsteps that could be heard by people.

The blue figure was just another Zhao Lei. His movements, even the angle of the fencing were exactly the same, and his speed seemed to be slightly stronger. At the beginning, Zhao Lei felt a slight feeling of falling down, but as the battle progressed, his state gradually became stronger and stronger, and now he is finally no longer in the right direction.

"Boom boom boom boom!" Because of dodging each other, the attacks of the two people occasionally affected the bluestone slabs under their feet. The seemingly ordinary attacks burst out with terrible power at this moment. The bluestone slabs that were helpless in the eighth terrible heavenly tribulation actually kept shattering under these attacks. As the bluestone slabs collapsed, the formation patterns that formed the Jade City City Protection Array disappeared one after another. These magic arrays that could kill the Daluo Golden Immortal were destroyed in this rapid competition.

The Western Demon King sighed lightly. She had given up struggling. Judging from the figures that the two of them showed by chance, she already knew that it was only a matter of time before Zhao Lei succeeded in the tribulation. She lost this battle.

This even-matched battle lasted for nearly ten hours. It was not until the afternoon of the next day that Zhao Lei was pierced by the blue light and shadow with a sword, and he also sent Qian Yu in his hand into the blue light and shadow's chest. Vaguely, Chen Pan seemed to see the blue light and shadow showing a hint of comforting smile on his face, and then slowly dissipated.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Lei was in a great mood and laughed loudly.

What will happen next? Will the Western Demon King use him to threaten him? Chen Pan looked ahead lightly and thought to himself. Suddenly the scenery in front of him changed, and the restrictions on his body disappeared in an instant like the melting of ice and snow. After a closer look, he had already arrived at Zhao Lei. At this terrible speed, as the person involved, he did not even notice how he came, let alone others. With such terrible speed, Zhao Lei was not afraid of being held hostage by the Western Demon King.

"Thank you, Fairy Pipa, for helping me take care of the second in command! I wonder how our bet is calculated?" Zhao Lei looked at the Western Demon King with a smile on his face.

The Western Demon King closed his eyes, although he was very unwilling, he had no choice but to do anything. After a while, he descended to the ground. Yingying knelt down and said lightly: "You won. From today on, there is no Western Demon King, only the maid Qixia. I have seen the master."

"King!" Many demon kings exclaimed.

"Why is this true? Why is it? Why not die? We can still fight." The Mantis Demon King beside him said loudly, and many demon kings met one after another, and it was obvious that the Western Demon King was obviously more attentive than the Eastern Demon King.

The Western Demon King glared: "Shut up, I'll say it all the last time. There will be no Western Demon King here in the future. There is only one king here. If you don't want to surrender, you can leave on your own." It's not that she doesn't want to fight, but that she can't fight. Even the formation set up by Taiyi Jinxian was destroyed, and it's useless for everyone here to go together. It's only a matter of time before the entire army is wiped out.

After being scolded by the Western Demon King, the demon kings did not dare to speak anymore. They hesitated for a while, and finally they all knelt down and shouted loudly at Zhao Lei: "I have seen the king." Seeing these demon kings like this, the ordinary urbanites and demon soldiers all knelt down the mountain and called out to the king.

Zhao Lei laughed loudly. He liked this feeling: "Okay, your name is Qixia, right? Don't call me master in the future, call me young master."

"Yes, young master." The Western Demon King should have replied respectfully.

The restriction disappeared and his body finally recovered from its true length. Chen Pan directly punched Zhao Lei in the chest without saying a word. Unfortunately, there was no reaction at all. The gap in strength was too big.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Lei asked with a smile, obviously having noticed Chen Pan's anger.

Chen Pan breathed calmly, then stared at Zhao Lei with expressionless eyes, and said in an almost calm voice: "Give me an explanation, why?"

A gust of wind blew through the two of them and then disappeared.
Chapter completed!