Thunder Zhanhime had never encountered such a difficult enemy. Even among the S-class, the young man she fought with might not be the most powerful, but he was definitely the most difficult type to deal with. The narrow sword and the heavy sword, one attacking and the other defending, were impeccable.
The heavy sword would hurt if it was scratched, and it would die if it was touched. If it was used as a defense, it would be indestructible. As for the narrow sword, it reminded Thunder Zhanhime of the Taoist Sword Controlling Technique, but it was not. The Taoist Sword Controlling Technique was not this strange and unpredictable.
This strength could be ranked in the top 50 of the Blood Descendants list, or even higher. However, the Bosch Group did not have any relevant information or files on such a young master. There were only two possibilities. The mysterious young man was either a newly awakened Blood Descendant, or he was a killing machine secretly cultivated by some forces.
The Ancient God was good at cultivating killers, and Sanwu was one of their creations. If the mysterious young man was a new generation of A-class killer, it would make sense.
Youmou Yu's scream attracted Thunder Zhanhime's attention. She turned her head in a hurry, and her pretty face changed slightly. "Youmou Yu …"
The next moment, the flying sword followed her like a shadow, seizing the opportunity and piercing through Thunder Zhanhime's heart, nailing her to the wall behind her.
Thunder Zhanhime's first reaction was inconceivable. She was shocked by the sudden increase in the opponent's Sword Controlling Technique, but she quickly understood that it was not the opponent who became stronger, but she who became weaker.
The cold sword pierced through her vitals, wrapping her up and slamming into the wall behind her. The long-legged beauty's heart was filled with sorrow. She thought that she was finished this time. If you always walk by the river, your shoes will always get wet. The employees of the Bosch Group all had this awareness. When they killed one Blood Descendant after another, killing in the name of justice partners, there would be a day when a greater evil would tear them apart.
Recalling her twenty-five years of life, she felt that there was still a lot of perfection waiting for her. She also felt that the bitterness of life was more than the sweetness, and the sadness was more than the happiness. It was not bad to end it like this.
The flying sword condensed a majestic Qi. The moment it hit the wall, the Qi would explode, and that would be her death.
Bang!
She seemed to have bumped into something soft. Then, Thunder Zhanhime felt a pair of hands hugging her waist.
The flying sword pierced through the reckless guy and sent the two of them crashing into the wall.
There was another muffled explosion. The Qi Ji exploded, and the wall fell apart immediately. Thunder Zhanhime heard the painful groan of the person behind her.
She was taken aback by the familiar voice and smell. She turned around and called out his name, "Li Xianyu?!"
.....
Blood Demon grabbed Youmou Yu's petite body and lifted her into the air. The masochist was completely broken. Her beautiful face was dyed red with blood, and her arms were powerless. Her kneecaps were shattered.
There was not a single part of her body that was not damaged. Even her skull was cracked. She was obviously not an iron-headed girl.
"A very vigorous life force. Your blood is very delicious." Blood Demon said, "The Fury ability is very special, but your strength is too low. Who gave you the courage to challenge me?"
"It's Liang Jingru, uncle." Youmou Yu was on the verge of death, but she still stubbornly raised her trembling left hand. With a bang, the hilt of the sword that could no longer be condensed struck the Blood Demon's head.
Chu Hanliang's eyes twitched. He exerted force with his five fingers. Youmou Yu was gradually unable to breathe. Her blood-stained face turned black and purple.
Blood Demon enjoyed the feeling of toying with his prey. If killing was just to harvest lives, then there would be no fun at all.
"Pain is right. You will taste despair in pain, and I will taste extreme comfort in your despair." Chu Hanliang revealed a cruel smile.
The young lady's lips moved, as though she wanted to say something, but no words came out.
"Do you want to beg for mercy?" Chu Hanliang loosened his grip and said.
Youmou Yu coughed loudly and spat out blood. When she finally caught her breath, the masochist young lady smiled wickedly, "Mmm, it feels so good."
Blood Demon, "!!!"
Blood Demon's eyes lit up with a cruel red light. Two fangs protruded. He gave up on tasting this crazy woman's despair. There were always some perverts in the world that couldn't be judged by common sense. He was lucky enough to meet one today.
His fangs bit the young lady's fair neck, like a ferocious wolf tearing the soft neck of a lamb. Blood Demon sucked the fragrant fresh blood in big mouthfuls, like a drug addict.
"I'm dying, I'm dying …" Youmou Yu shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her skin lost its luster and shrank. It wouldn't be long before she was sucked dry. Her voice gradually became softer, "Sister, sister … Save me …"
.....
"Youmou Yu!!"
Xia Xiaoxue's voice was trembling and sobbing.
At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room had exceeded twenty thousand. Twenty thousand Blood Descendants from all over the world were watching this bloody battle through the screen. The comments flew like snowflakes. The number of people increased, but the rising popularity was not what Xia Xiaoxue wanted. She opened the live broadcast room to call for help from the "righteous" people.
However, Xia Xiaoxue had obviously overestimated this group of Blood Descendants' keyboard warriors. They were excitedly discussing whether the new and old generation of A-class assassins of the Ancient God's generation had surpassed their master, or whether they were still young.
A few people even opened bets, betting on who would win between San Wu and War God. Most people were not optimistic about San Wu. War God was sure to be ranked 15th, while Bosch's S-class employees could be ranked top 30 in theory. However, no one knew what his actual ranking was.
A small number of people were reminiscing about Li Xianyu and Liu Kongchao's battle record of killing the Ancient God's Enchantress. They claimed that it was a very good case of the weak defeating the strong, and it was worth learning. They asked Xia Xiaoxue about the background of the two brats.
Of course, Xia Xiaoxue would not answer these boring questions. In fact, among the two weak chickens, one was a pure newbie, and the other was a wild Blood Descendant. There was nothing worth mentioning. The matter of Liu Kongchao's ancestral treasure was a mission secret, and it was not convenient to reveal it.
"Wow, the Bosch Squad is dead."
"Why did that brat rush to his death? Are he and Thunder Zhanhime a couple?"
"Get lost. Zhanhime doesn't have a boyfriend. If you say another word, I'll beat you to death … Sigh, Thunder Zhanhime is doomed this time. Among the senior staff in Bosch, she is a rare beauty. "
"Blood Demon has also finished his battle. It seems like the little girl has been sucked dry?"
"It's a completely one-sided battle. Although Bai Jieer is dead and the Ancient God of God is at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, their high-end combat power has crushed Bosch's side. Other than San Wu and Thunder Zhanhime, there's no one who can fight. I estimate that the battle will be over in five minutes. We won't be able to wait for reinforcements from the branch company. " Bao Bao was not allowed to be poisonous. "That young man with two blades is very powerful. If he was in Da Si Chuan, I would have taught him a lesson. Unfortunately, I am too far away."
Taoist Xu Zi suddenly flooded the screen.
"Three Talents Sword Art, Demon Dao Wang Chen's Three Talents Sword Art, oh my god!!"
His words caused the entire live broadcast room to fall into a brief silence. The next moment, the screen went crazy.
When Xia Xiaoxue heard the words "Forget the World of Evil Taoist", she didn't react for a moment. When she realized who the "Forget the World of Evil Taoist" referred to, the Dirty Demon King girl shuddered and stopped everyone from talking. "Shut up, Senior Xu Zi, the evil taoist you mentioned … is it the one from 80 years ago? What's with the Three Talents Sword Art? What's the relationship between this young man and the Demon Dao? "
Taoist Xu Zi: "No wonder I felt it was familiar. That's right. It was the signature technique of the Demon Dao: Three Talents Sword Art. The Demon Dao relied on this secret technique to dominate the world. It was what he relied on to be invincible in his life. After eighty years, the successor of the Demon Dao has appeared. "
Xia Xiaoxue was in awe: "Senior Xu Zi participated in the battle to annihilate the Demon Dao?"
Taoist Xu Zi: "… I was still young back then. Master brought me to watch the battle from afar. I was only responsible for cheering 666."
Taoist Xu Zi: "The Pantheon Palace is about to open. At this time, the successor of the Demon Dao has already appeared. In addition, there were rumors a few days ago that the Unparalleled War Soul appeared in the Lianhua Temple and started a massacre. The Buddha was stained with blood … I have a feeling that the Blood Kin World is going to be in chaos. I'm preparing to go into seclusion."
After that, Xia Xiaoxue saw the old man, who was very old but liked to watch live broadcasts, exit the live broadcast room.
After removing the muting, the live broadcast room was instantly flooded with comments.
The successor of the Extreme Dao was a well-deserved celebrity in the Blood Kin World. The Demon Dao from eighty years ago was very special among the Extreme Dao experts. In the more than two hundred years of history, there were very few legendary figures like the Demon Dao who overturned an era.
The news of the successor of the Demon Dao appearing would definitely cause an uproar in the Blood Kin World. Therefore, Xia Xiaoxue could understand the reaction of the audience in the live broadcast room. If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, she would probably scream: "Ahhh! The successor of the Demon Dao has appeared! Little brother is so handsome! Little brother is so tall!"
But now, she only wanted to say, "Little brother is a burden."
The stronger the enemy, the worse it would be for the Bosch side.
Xia Xiaoxue's heart sank to the bottom.
.....
Thunder Zhanhime saw the face of the man behind her. She was surprised and angry at the same time: "What are you doing here? Saving the damsel in distress?"
Li Xianyu's mouth twitched in pain: "If I didn't come, you would be dead."
"You should've escaped. You should've escaped after killing Bai Jieer." Thunder Zhanhime sighed.
"If I escaped, what about you guys? Youmou Yu looks like she's done for too." Li Xianyu smiled bitterly.
Thunder Zhanhime was furious: "This isn't a battle you can interfere in."
She was rarely so irritable and angry. Her eyes were burning like a furious lioness.
"Forget it, it's too late anyway." She leaned into Li Xianyu's arms tiredly, the light in her eyes dimming. Half of her heart was beating at death's door. The sword aura was devouring her life force.
"Hey, Li Xianyu, I want to ask you something," Thunder Zhanhime said softly.
"What is it?"
"Do you like me?" she asked.
"Have I ever liked you before?"
"…" Thunder Zhanhime sighed and said softly: "You can be quite annoying sometimes."
The light in her eyes gradually disappeared, and her voice was so soft that it couldn't be heard.
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