Fufu used illusion to interfere with the flying demon. Zhao Mingyu raised his sword and chopped at him. As expected, Zhao Mingyu had reached his limit. Fufu's illusion did not have much effect.
The magic sword confronted the holy sword again, creating fierce sparks! With
a flash of starlight and a cold light, Zhao Mingyu flew up and performed the Hundred Steps Flying Sword...
The flying demon locked onto it but could not find the specific sword energy. Several wind blades had already cut into his body, and the additional burning made the flying demon wail continuously!
"Roar!" It was like a roar from the depths of the soul!
All the stones on the ground ignored gravity and flew upside down. Zhao Mingyu's hair also stood up like hairspray, and blood flowed from his forehead into his eyes... and then slid down from the corners of his eyes.
"With just this little ability, you are far from me, devil!" Zhao Mingyu stretched out his hand to provoke! But he carefully observed his movements in his heart. "Gone?"
The magic sword had just pierced the battle armor from behind, and sparks flew out. Zhao Mingyu reacted immediately and dodged the fatal blow with extreme force... Blood flowed from the wound on his back. Without the soul power added to the battle armor, the magic sword could easily break through the defense!
The extreme evasion made Zhao Mingyu's body lose balance. The flying demon seized the opportunity, and the black air filled the air. Zhao Mingyu felt as if his head was pierced by needles. He subconsciously blocked it with the broken holy sword.
Even the remaining parts were shattered. Zhao Mingyu immediately vomited blood and his body trembled, but he soon endured it.
The lightsaber condensed with all his strength slashed at the flying demon, and the light once again shone in this red hell!
The flying demon reacted quickly, and the black fog swallowed the light again. Then he kicked straight at Zhao Mingyu again, accompanied by evil spirits, like a black rainbow piercing the sun, and kicked fiercely at Zhao Mingyu!
After the flying demon's calf touched Zhao Mingyu's body, pink petals appeared, and the flying demon's carefully planned attack failed.
"Fu!" Fu Fu appeared on Zhao Mingyu's shoulder!
The flying demon couldn't believe it. This was an illusion... Where was the real body?
Fufu used mental interference!
Zhao Mingyu appeared from the side and kicked him away, picking up his flaming magic sword! Standing in front of him was the real body, this was the magic of flowers.
"This is your magic sword, it's really good." Zhao Mingyu tightly grasped the magic sword and killed the flying demon. He could no longer condense his martial spirit, so using this sword was not bad.
"How is it possible, my sword?" The flying demon was very surprised...
The flying demon made a last resort, putting his palms together to form a sharp large dagger!
"Go to hell! Mortal!" The flying demon roared! He actually took away his companion weapon.
"Fu!"
Zhao Mingyu used the magic sword that was not easy to use. His battle armor had been damaged in many places, and its function was reduced by half!
There was no soul power released, just an ordinary sword, and the flying demon hurriedly dodged inside.
"Another illusion!" The flying demon looked at Zhao Mingyu holding the magic sword in front of him and turned into a flower again!
"Fu." Fufu appeared in front of the flying demon!
"But... Damn..."
"Ah!"
The flying demon stared at the magic sword that pierced through his chest, and then twisted a circle in his body.
He actually fell on his own sword! His eyes revealed confusion, and his pupils dilated. He hurriedly used his magic power to escape forward, and the sword blade was pulled out of his chest. After walking a dozen steps, he spit out a mouthful of hot blood!
"Fortunately, this kid can't use the magic sword completely!" The flying demon thanked.
Using the magic sword to support his body, Zhao Mingyu opened his tired eyes, "Does he still have strength? This recovery ability is stronger than mine. The magic sword seems to have a special effect, absorbing life? It is worthy of being a demon's weapon. No wonder he grows so fast. This is his innate skill!"
The insect demons still didn't dare to get close. With the lessons learned from the previous few times, they learned to be smart, but it won't be long before they will be confused again.
"This demon is a little different. He is closer to order evil than chaos. Is this possible? Chaos is the demon. Forget it. There are succubi who are good in order. I don't want to pursue it. Otherwise, my world view will be shocked every day!" Zhao Mingyu exhaled a breath of turbid air and went to the flying demon.
The flying demon turned around now. The sword just now had destroyed all his internal organs.
Intuitively, Zhao Mingyu found something strange. He felt that the world was stuck. The delay was the same as 460. There was also a sizzling sound in his ears...
"Block!" The flying demon's arm pierced into the battle armor!
Following his intuition, Zhao Mingyu stepped back and heard the sound of metal piercing into bones. Fortunately, Zhao Mingyu just avoided the vital point. Even the tattered battle armor saved Zhao Mingyu's life at the last moment. The
flying demon's left arm pierced Zhao Mingyu's right chest and lifted him up with one hand.
"Ugh!" Zhao Mingyu felt something was wrong, but his body could not move.
The rich life energy flowed out of the flying demon's body along his arm, and the internal wounds healed instantly!
"Mortal, this is my innate skill, time stop [smash Varudo]. It's your honor to die in this hand. It's really great. What a pure vitality. Even if I absorb all the insect demons here, it can't match your quality!" The flying demon laughed happily. It was over. Even if the process was a little unexpected, he won after all.
Zhao Mingyu's body began to dry up, his skin also dried and cracked, and finally he was skinny.
The flying demon felt his body stunned, Zhao Mingyu exuded the breath of a dragon, and forced himself to kick him out.
Holding the magic sword.
The prop automatically used the breath blocking.
The magic sword had already pierced into the flying demon's body, and the blood-red pupils expanded to the left and right! Zhao Mingyu looked at the flying demon indifferently!
"What's your name?" Zhao Mingyu asked calmly.
"Your vitality is burning my body. This should be under my control. I won! It's me!" The flying demon said weakly with his pupils dilated.
The magic sword absorbed the flying demon's vitality.
Seeing this scene, the flying demon was completely desperate. He had obviously won. If he didn't absorb the vitality greedily, he would be the winner. If he was allowed to do it again, he would still choose to absorb it. That feeling was too wonderful, and the demon was addicted! Intoxicated! This is the sin of greed.
[Why...]
[Why...]
In the last moments of his life, the flying demon used his power to shake the air and made a sound: "Why are you such a goalless and empty person?"
"I can live on!"
"But I must die!!"
Hiss...
The flame magic sword pierced through the flying demon's strong body and pierced his heart again. His huge body, his life force returned to Zhao Mingyu's body along the magic sword.
At this moment, Zhao Mingyu synchronized part of the flying demon's memory.
"Louis, this uncle's name, wait, even at the end, this uncle will come back, no one can defeat me! Hehe... Hahahaha!" Even though Louis was about to die, he was still laughing wildly.
I don't know how long it took, Louis' pupils completely dilated, vital signs disappeared, and he died completely.
At this time, Zhao Mingyu took back the magic sword, and the flying demon had turned into dust.
"After absorbing all the life energy, did you return to Kong's world? It turns out that you can't really kill these demons here. Some of them have ways to escape. But Louis, who has once again turned into a bug demon, can be regarded as a farewell." Zhao Mingyu sat on the ground with his buttocks and coughed a few times. There was still blood on his hands. This time he lost.
Zhao Mingyu's body flashed and fell in front of the work-study dormitory, and the flaming magic sword also fell down with him.
"You are a demon, how can you have such a lofty ideal." Zhao Mingyu was puzzled.
After a long time, Zhao Mingyu opened his mouth and answered: "Yes, what am I pursuing... In fact, I am also looking for the answer."
Zhao Mingyu's eyes turned green, and the broken battle armor was still attached to his body. He just fainted.
Who is guarding the work-study dormitory? !