Prince and I in Desert Island

Finally, he let go of my hand and his body shot out like a bullet. He heavily collided with a large tree fifty meters away, causing the leaves on the tree to fall to the ground.    

    

Without a doubt, that unlucky Demon Soldier instantly burped. His face was completely unrecognizable, and right now, even his family's Labalado probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.    

    

I killed a reckless demon soldier with a single punch, but it didn't have the effect of making an example of me. That's because the demon soldier hugging my thigh didn't have the intention of letting go.    

    

I didn't want to waste my breath. I stretched out my left hand and cleanly punched at the Demon Soldier's incomparably ugly face. The Demon Soldier didn't even have the chance to struggle before it was sent flying by my fist.    

    

I didn't see where he flew off to, I only knew that he wouldn't be able to stand up again. All of this confirmed the Solitary Falcon's words – after reaching a certain point, he could truly kill gods and buddhas.    

    

A dozen Demon Soldiers surrounded me and Wang Yao, but I wasn't afraid at all. In my eyes, they were nothing more than ants.    

    

Even at the point of death, the Demon Soldiers still didn't know how to repent. One by one, they rushed towards Wang Yao and me. I protected Wang Yao behind me, and I felt that I should be the one to handle the rough work of fighting, because I was worried that Wang Yao's beautiful fist would be dirty.    

    

Every time a Magic Weapon entered my attack range, I would casually throw out a punch or kick it.    

    

After half a minute, a dozen Demon Soldiers lay motionless on the ground in all sorts of positions. I even suspect that I've encountered a fake Demon Blood Legion. Didn't they say that half-humans and half-demons are indestructible?    

    

I put a hand on Wang Yao's shoulder and turned around to open the door. The moment I turned around, I felt a sharp aura coming from behind me.    

    

When I tried to turn around, my neck was bound by a hot chain. Instinctively, I tried to loosen the chain, but the tighter the chain tightened, the harder my fingers would be able to pry through.    

    

The chain made me breathless, and where it touched my neck, my skin was blistered with the heat of the chain.    

    

I tried to turn around, only to feel my body being pulled by the chain around my neck. I was caught off guard.    

    

I stood up like a carp, and just as I regained my balance, the chain tugged at me again, and I fell heavily to the ground. I tried to stand up, but the chain around my neck snapped, and I was dragged around the dungeon grounds.    

    

Wang Yao saw that I was being dragged to help, so she chased after me, crying and crying. The entire prison was paved with stone slabs, and a large area of bruises covered my back and chest.    

    

Due to the chaotic speed, I could vaguely see a small middle-aged man riding a fiery red horse. That horse was covered in flames, and when it ran, it looked like a fiery qilin.    

    

It's just that I don't have time to appreciate this amazing horse right now, because the people on the horse are doing something to kill me.    

    

My hands were clutching the red-hot chain, and my hands were smoking from the heat. I smelled Peking Duck.    

    

My head knocked against a protruding rock and a golden light appeared in my eyes. The Eye of Resurrection pendant emitted a sharp sound and I estimated that it could sense that its master was about to die.    

    

I felt the horse pulling me slow to a stop, because I heard Wang Yao's heart-wrenching cries.    

    

I tried to open my eyes, but my head was spinning in circles at a hundred miles' speed. If it wasn't for me, you'd be playing the King's Glory game in heaven by now.