The power of the great demon is amazing. The snickering wind and the evil waves of subspace are pouring out from it like water breaking through the dam. The Phoenix Lord of the Dark Death God didn't have much time to react, so he could only retreat quickly, and at the same time, the gun in his hand shot violently.
A dazzling light gushed out from the muzzle, and the demon suddenly turned around, and the blade in his hand formed a barrier, directly dispersing the opponent's firepower.
Then the great demon raised his legs and turned his back to his body shape with speed and elegance. The two swords in his hand made a fatal and coherent attack, which was both blasphemous and graceful, and was highly similar to the fighting skills of the spiritual race.
The Phoenix Lord's response was that two threads suddenly shot out of his armor, hooking him to a high place, and then the rifle in his hand shot continuously, shooting a large number of bullets, and then suddenly sinks when the opponent's blade catches up.
Then, his gun suddenly deformed, and the muzzle was torn to both sides, followed by a torrent that could tear the soul out of the barrel.
The demon's body twisted in a strange posture at the last moment, barely avoiding the gun, but one of its arms had been wiped out and smoke was coming from the wound.
“It’s really dangerous~”
The great demon still spoke in a sweet voice that was neither a man nor a woman, but the anger was already rising.
"Your future torture will increase a lot."
After saying that, it swept towards the other side like a whirlwind. The Phoenix Lord wanted to continue to distance himself, but countless demons had already rushed from behind him.
For demons, the so-called honor is a joke, especially the demon of Slaane.
The Phoenix Lord, who lost the revolving space, could only quickly shoot a weaving net behind him, tearing the small demons apart, and then waved Mogantal as the opponent's blade approached, and used the sickle blade at the muzzle to fight against the enemy's blade.
But his power did not stop the furious blow, and with a bang, the Phoenix Lord's legs sank into the floor until his knees.
Veronica gently pulled Soshiyang's arm beside her, and the voice rang in the other person's ear.
"Husband, since he has come here, it means he has the means to leave."
"I know, I'm looking for opportunities-"
After saying that, he slowly pulled out the Yanyang Sword, while a golden mask covered his face from both sides.
"superior!"
With a pleasant roar, the secret guard slashed his sword towards the neck of the Phoenix Lord, and the other party's arms were already tightly held by two succubus.
But accompanied by the strong light and hot flames, the huge secret guard ate heavily behind him, and then passed by the air in a funny manner and smashed into the audience seat of the theater.
At the same time, a green wave rippled, and the demons surrounding the Phoenix Lord were all knocked out and shattered in the air.
"Um?"
Mo Ganla turned around in surprise and saw a magnificent ancient warrior wearing a golden mask appearing behind him.
After his body stiffened for a moment, under the shocked gaze of Soshyan and Veronica, the Phoenix Lord slowly knelt down, leaning on his spear like a prayer knight.
"Finally...prophecy is not illusory!"
"Let's make a prediction later."
Soshiyang threw down a broken Aida word, rushed forward, and then effortlessly used the sword in his hand to block the attack of the guardian's guardian's direct attack to the phoenix Lord.
Sparks rolled up between the violently scraped blades, and Soshiyang used the impact force to push himself up. The brand new gray marrow shook invisible ripples around him, arousing the demon's howl of pain:
"Who are you! What is this-aaaaa!!!"
Soshiyang didn't say a word, rotated his wrist, changed his grip, and stabbed the sword from above to the head of the secret guardian.
The other party immediately retreated, and the blades of the three arms crossed together, blocking the attack of the mysterious man like a shield.
In response, the Great Demon whirled the elegant blade with a series of dazzling movements.
"Who are you?"
The strange power had already made the colloidal purple skin of the Great Demon start to turn blue, and the elegant silk robe was also floating wildly beside him.
"It tastes like a rough human."
"Your senses are quite sharp."
Soshiyang set up his sword again.
"But its strength is not very good, not as good as the lowest-level terror warrior."
Soshiyang's words completely angered the demon. With hissing, it attacked the bastard who despised itself, and a series of steady movements turned into crazy slashes.
Soshiyan calmly responded to the enemy's attack.
After blocking the dazzling blade, he lowered his head and stabbed him hard, forcing the opponent to parry, and at the same time hit the demon's jaw, everything was only in an instant.
The great demon turned backwards, and then felt a fine tingling sting through his cheek.
The secret keeper did not bleed, even so, the damage he felt far exceeded the severity of the wound itself.
In his long life, the secret keeper discovered for the first time that he might be in real danger, fear and resentment intertwined in his heart, and the scorching heat generated by their struggles brought stings to his cold flesh.
“A mere Aida!!!”
The secret guardian once again overlapped his sword blades, pointing directly at Soshiyang's throat protection, trying to lock the opponent's sword with two blades, and then cut off the opponent's neck.
But a shocking scene appeared. Soshiyang just opened his palm and directly caught the attack with his armor.
The great demon tried to pull the sword back, but the blade did not move at all, like a ship trapped by a reef, firmly stuck in the other party's hands.
"I was just wondering why your attacks looked soft, but I didn't expect... it was true."
Soshiyang said it very easily, but he was also shocked by his current strength. His initial idea was to slap the opponent's weapon - although this was also outrageous, it was far from being as outrageous as it was directly into the blade with empty hands.
Then, Soshiyang jumped up suddenly and kicked the demon directly into the mouth and nose with one foot.
"How is it possible———"
A dazzling spot appeared in the vision of the great demon first, and then roared into his ear canal. When it reacted, its huge body had fallen back to the ground.
Then, the pain tore the body of the secret keeper.
He had never felt this way, so strong, so terrifying.
The great demon was not sure where he was hit, he only knew that he was seriously injured, his upper body, yes, shoulders, the Dark Prince, his body may be experiencing pain and destruction.
The secret guard lowered his head and whimpered. The broad-edged sword of the Yanyang Sword was embedded on his shoulders and had been completely pierced, through the flesh, the bones, and the soul, and cut open the chest of the demon diagonally.
It gasped rapidly, its eyes rolled wildly, trying to escape but found that it could not move.
"Are you-"
"I am your disaster star! As for you, you will never come back to your master."
After saying that, Soshiyang suddenly lifted the sword upwards, and the Yanyang Sword instantly rushed out of destructive power. The supernatural explosion flattened the entire theater, dismantling the demons and turning the spirit bone building into smoldering debris.
The secret keeper tried to open his throat, but no sound came out. He looked down at the waterfall-like blood on his chest, realizing that his chest had been wiped out directly.
Chapter completed!