"It seems that his power is far from reaching its peak. Not to mention the myth, level 6 is enough..."

Holding the cross sword tightly, a pair of illusory golden wings slowly unfolded behind Iris, and the light green eyes turned into majestic pure gold!

"You seem very excited to see a seriously injured and dying high-level demon?"

Not far from her, Zhao Yinshun looked up and down with his dark eyes, as if he had seen through her heart, and asked with a half-smile.

The penetrating gaze made Iris feel that her naked body was exposed in front of him, and she glared at him in anger.

"Aren't you the same?"

"This is my cause and effect, I must end it with my own hands..."

Holding the sword flower lightly, Zhao Yinshun walked forward while murmuring.

Behind him, Iris snorted coldly and stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with him again.

"Hmph! It is also my mission to kill evil!"

After taking a deep look at her, Zhao Yinshun smiled meaningfully.

"Then let's go together. Anyway, this guy is enough for both of us..."

"Roar!"

A roar of pain interrupted the conversation between the two. The demon not far away pulled its feet out of the semi-solidified magma and rushed towards the two at a speed that was not suitable for its size.

"The speed has slowed down a lot. It seems he was seriously injured."

Realizing that the devil seemed to have some kind of obsession with Zhao Yinshun, Iris frowned and glanced at the boy.

"He's so seriously injured that I'm going to kill you. What on earth did you do to him?"

"Well...taught him some principles of life."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them turned into two streams of light in tacit agreement, one gold and one silver, and collided head-on with the menacing demon.

"cut!"

Two thick sword energy fell in the air and collided with the devil's sharp five claws, causing a harsh metal friction sound.

The cross sword in Iris's hand seemed to be extraordinary. It was even more capable of restraining demonic energy than [White Emperor]. The bright golden light flew up and down, and soon cut deep sword marks on the demon's arm.

On the other side, the sword in Zhao Yinshun's hand transformed into a sword shadow storm, with a [sensitivity] attribute of up to 150 points, superimposed on the master-level [Flowing Wind Sword] and the master-level [Basic Sword Technique], and the entire underground space rang.

A high-frequency oscillating hum.

Chichichi~

The power of a single attack was not as obvious as that of Iris, but the frequency was dozens of times that of hers. In just a few seconds, the devil's other arm was like it had been inserted into a meat grinder, covered with fine and intricate long and narrow arms.

Wound.

The purple-black body protective energy was crushed, the hard carapace was cut open by the sword energy as thin as a cicada's wing, flesh and blood flew everywhere in the cold light, and the sharp pain as if it was lingering made the demon let out a deafening roar.

But the cumbersome counterattack was in vain. Zhao Yinshun's steps were erratic, and he easily dodged his attack and stabbed him hard in the ribs.

【Mizongbu】!

prick!

pull!

With the power of sprinting, Zhao Yinshun grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled the [White Emperor] forward ferociously that had penetrated the demon's body!

Bah~

The two sides passed each other, and corrosive purple-red blood spurted out!

The terrifying wound that was two meters long and traversed the side of the abdomen almost disembowelled the demon. The strange, sticky, squirming purple-black organs were directly exposed to the air, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

"Roar!"

The demon roared in pain and turned to look at Zhao Yinshun, its inhumane and violent eyes full of hatred and madness.

But just when he howled and wanted to rush forward and tear the enemy to pieces, a roaring golden shadow fell from the sky.

"Sword of Glory!"

A terrifying holy light more than one meter long spread out from the palm-width cross sword, and the substantial energy condensed into a translucent sword light, leaving a golden crescent shadow in mid-air.

boom!

Carrying infinite momentum, Iris fought fiercely with the demon, and then shot straight into the distance like a baseball that was knocked away.

But the monster who was left in the same place was not feeling well either. There was a ferocious blood hole on his arm that was so deep that his bones could be seen. The hot golden holy light burned on the wound like gangrene attached to the bone, constantly consuming his life force.

Looking back at the human-shaped hole embedded in the wall, Zhao Yinshun grinned with a half-smile.

"Hot chicken..."

Turning his head, the bulky demon outline was reflected in the dark pupils, slowly moving like slow motion.

"Senior Brother Jiang...do you still remember your mother?"

The ferocious and crazy aura suddenly became chaotic. Zhao Yinshun saw the flash of pain and confusion in the monster's pupils, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

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Chapter completed!