Blood Demon's strength was naturally not something that Youmou Yu could contend against. As soon as Youmou Yu's voice rang out, he gave a roundhouse kick, directly breaking Youmou Yu's lightsaber, and kicked her small waist.
Youmou Yu's small body was kicked out like a ball, smashing half of the wall, and the mud fell down, burying her.
Blood Demon sneered disdainfully. After a short fight, he roughly estimated that the girl's strength was probably at the level of a middle-level employee of Bosch. It was not easy to have such strength at such a young age, but the enemy she was facing was him, and this little bit of strength was far from enough.
He did not hold back his kick just now, the girl should not be able to get up.
Just as he thought so, he saw the mud roll down, and the girl actually got up. A corner of her branded t-shirt was torn, revealing her fair skin and black shoulder straps.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch … I'm being treated so cruelly again." The girl moaned.
"Uncle, play with me again." The hilt of Youmou Yu's hand condensed a lightsaber again, and she excitedly rushed over to kill.
Blood Demon tilted his head to avoid the incoming sword, and the two of them started fighting. He did not know if it was an illusion, but Blood Demon felt that the girl's strength had improved a little. To verify the speculation in his heart, he once again hit Youmou Yu, and the girl's sternum was broken.
"It's broken, it's broken …" The girl moaned again as she stood up. "Uncle, hit me harder."
She was already seriously injured, but her face showed a morbid excitement, and her originally beautiful little face was twisted.
Blood Demon's fist met the girl's lightsaber, and he felt a stinging pain in his fist, and his skin was cut.
She really became stronger?
It was not an illusion …
"Your ability is Rage?" Blood Demon stared at the wound on his fist, and frowned.
Rage was an ability that only one out of ten thousand Blood Descendants had. The main characteristic was that the more they fought, the braver they became. Fighting would stimulate the rage factor hidden in their blood, and the more heavily injured they were, the more violent they would be, and their strength would increase exponentially.
"Aiyaya, you found out." Youmou Yu licked the blood that flowed from her forehead to the corner of her mouth. Her eyes glowed red, and she looked even crazier. "Come and beat me, beat me to death. Don't pity me."
MDZZ！
Blood Demon snorted coldly. He leaped tens of meters forward, pressed down on Youmou Yu's head, and smashed it onto the ground.
Youmou Yu's skull smashed into the ground, tons of blood spurting out of her mouth.
Thunder Zhanhime appeared without a sound and elbowed Youmou Yu out of trouble. The long-legged beauty's face turned pale and her breathing quickened. "Are you okay?"
Youmou Yu coughed while vomiting blood. "It feels so good."
The Sword of Will chased after her, and the Thunder Warrior Concubine instantly disappeared. The narrow sword pierced through You Meng Feather's right shoulder and nailed her to the wall.
Youmou Yu's face contorted in pain. "What the f * ck, you bastard."
Thunder Zhanhime appeared on the rooftop of a residential building in the distance. She looked down at the battlefield with a gloomy face. The most intense ones were San Wu and War God. They did not cause a huge commotion, but if their punches and kicks landed on anyone present, they would either die or be crippled. Youmou Yu was no match for Blood Demon. Although the berserk ability was powerful, if she was killed, she would not even have the chance to fight back. Therefore, she had to split her attention to protect Youmou Yu during the critical moment.
As for herself, the young man with the sword on his back was insane. Since when did the Blood Kin have such a powerful young man? The heavy sword swung and closed, its attack was unstoppable, and its defense was indestructible. The narrow sword was strange and unpredictable, and its angle was tricky.
Thunder Zhanhime had been in a situation where she could only rely on her speed ability to move around and fight. She could not fight head-on at all.
As for the two men, they were forced to hide from a gun with a silencer and were in a sorry state. Forget it, it was good enough that they could keep their lives.
This battle was completely supported by the woman.
On the other side, Xia Xiaoxue hid on the rooftop where no one was looking. Her camera captured the entire battlefield in the live broadcast room.
In two to three minutes, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room had reached two thousand.
Broken Bridge Remaining Snow: "Bosch and Ancient God are fighting? Are we finally going to exterminate this group of deranged scum? "
Baby Don't Poison: "My head hurts from watching this. Host, steady your hand. Also, where is this?"
Heavy Little Ma Da: "F * ck, War God? Blood Demon? What's going on? Is Bosch going to eliminate the remnants of Ancient God? "
There weren't many people yet, but the bullet screen was filled with comments. After recognizing the God of War and the Gorefiend, the livestream room exploded.
Xia Xiaoxue lowered her voice. "It's not Bosch trying to eliminate Ancient God. We were ambushed during a mission. We only have one Level S, one senior employee, one intermediate employee, and two newbies. "
Weirdo Zhi Cai: "Host, aren't you embarrassed to have a dog behind you?"
Xia Xiaoxue: "I'm injured. A mysterious master appeared on Ancient God's side. He's at least Level S. Has anyone seen this person?"
Xia Xiaoxue adjusted the magnification of the camera. The others disappeared from the video, and Li Peiyun's figure became clear. The distance was a bit far, and his face was still a bit blurry.
The audience in the live broadcast room expressed that they didn't recognize him.
At this time, Taoist Xu Zi: "A heavy sword, a flying sword … Familiar deja vu. I think I've seen it before, but I can't remember."
Xia Xiaoxue: "Senior Xu Zi is more reliable. Also, is there anyone nearby? Hurry up and help. "
She repeatedly reported her location, hoping that there would be an expert nearby who would come to help.
"That's War God, the pervert ranked 15th on the Blood Descendant list. We can't afford to mess with him."
"How can there be a master in a remote place?"
"I'm in the neighboring village, but I don't dare come over. Don't mention War God, Blood Demon can tear me apart in minutes."
"The Level S sent by Bosch is an A-level killer from Ancient God, right? The senior employee should be the Thunder Warrior Concubine. Her ability was very unique, but she was actually unable to fight back against the young swordsman. Who's the girl fighting with Blood Demon? She looks miserable. Wow … Bai Jieer is also there. This woman is famous for her beauty. Who is she fighting with? "
"Two weak chickens, chased around by a gun. This lineup is going to be over. "
Looking at the audience in the live broadcast room chatting and joining in the fun, Xia Xiaoxue was anxious.
The situation was not ideal. Thunder Zhanhime and Youmou Yu were at a disadvantage, especially the former. She frequently used her ability. As a spectator, Xia Xiaoxue could clearly feel that her speed was starting to slow down. Not to mention half an hour, she might not even last ten minutes. The mysterious young master wasn't anxious at all. Like a cat teasing a mouse, he slowly wore down Thunder Zhanhime.
Once Thunder Zhanhime was defeated, he would be able to free up his hands to help War God. By then, it would be too late to turn back.
The village was more than an hour's journey from Zhongqing City. It would take around half an hour at the fastest speed. Before the people from the branch company arrived, the mission team would have been completely wiped out. At this time, she saw "Baby, don't be poisoned" spamming the screen. "Host, don't shake. Look over there, look over there …"
Xia Xiaoxue subconsciously focused the camera on San Wu. The situation there was normal. San Wu and her "father" were fighting fiercely, and every move was fatal. If this battle could be captured clearly and recorded into a video, it would definitely be a textbook for hand-to-hand combat.
"It's not her, it's Bai Jieer, Bai Jieer."
"Host, move the camera over there."
"Something's happening over there."
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