Swish!
As the Second-order Ancient Demon accelerated, Li Hao abruptly halted before the bronze chariot.
Then, he suddenly turned around, catching sight of the rapidly approaching Second-order Ancient Demon, a cold smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"You've lost your rhythm!"
Clang!
The Remnant Blade was suddenly unleashed, slicing through the air like moonlight, carving an arc in an instant. With a sickening squelch, the Second-order Ancient Demon's flesh split open, but the blow wasn't immediately fatal.
Li Hao's gaze flickered slightly—there was still a weakness left unexploited from his earlier probing.
He didn't stop. Seeing the thirty Ancient Demons behind form a formation and close in, he swiftly swung out another arc of blade-light.
Thud!
Just as the Second-order Ancient Demon was about to strike at Li Hao, its eyes widened suddenly, a glint of panic flashing in its feral gaze.
With just two strikes, its corporeal form was brought to ruin!
