Chapter 62: Slaying Demons Turbulence (4 updates)

No wonder that sword earlier, just about to penetrate its body, couldn’t push through.Moreover, because of the pause caused by that sword thrust, the heavy body of the was completely burdening Fang Yu.

It seemed like he was single-handedly lifting a half-human-sized heavy black leather ball.

And who knows what kind of structure the ’s body has, it’s terrifyingly heavy.

If it wasn’t for Fang Yu having enhanced his physique to increase his strength before, his arms would have probably given out by now.

Even so, the situation wasn’t much better now.

Fang Yu simply took advantage of the momentum to slam the , which was biting his longsword, hard onto the ground!

Bang!!

The ground shattered, stones flying everywhere!

Yet Fang Yu’s hands didn’t stop moving, he crouched down and started stabbing the frantically with his Dagger Blade!

Fang Yu’s whole set of movements was executed in one go.

Amongst the flying stones, he continued to stab frantically.

But the popping up damage numbers were too much for him to handle.

Shit?!

Am I scraping therapy here??

What kind of demon has such high defensive power??

Just at that moment of distraction, Fang Yu suddenly felt a terrifying strange force transmitting up his arm.

Before he could regain his composure, he was lifted off the ground by the strange force coming from his arm.

The surrounding environment, in an instant, blurred like a Gaussian blur, suddenly starting to spin violently.

He was spun around crazily like a discus held by a strongman on the spot, the speed getting faster and faster!

Fang Yu was terrified, his face changing color as he hurriedly tried to pull back his longsword, but it wouldn’t budge.

It looked like if he let go directly, he would be thrown out.

Before Fang Yu could think of how to break the situation...

Whizz!!!

The surrounding environment suddenly moved backward rapidly, and in his line of sight, he could see the gasping at the original spot, as if it had just undergone some intense activity.

Before Fang Yu could react...

Bang!!!

Fang Yu felt a sharp pain in his back, a sweetness in his throat, and then coughed out a mouthful of blood, nearly embedding himself into the wall.

The wall behind him was indented into a person-shaped concave, stones scattering all over.

"Cough! Cough!"

Fang Yu coughed twice more, catching his breath.

This freaking is fierce!

He compared their health bars.

Fang Yu suddenly realized a serious problem.

That was, Li Qianxuan, who was also at the mid-tier Flower level, was leading a team of elite subordinates, righteously ganging up on the Thousand Blood Demon.

And he, he was alone.

In a one-on-one situation, it seemed... his combat power was a little insufficient?

Fang Yu hesitated.

The ’s strange force and terrifying defensive power had completely baffled him.

But in the next moment, Fang Yu noticed something.

That was the , still gasping, gasping heavily.

That rapid breathing, just like the desperate gasping sound Fang Yu would have after sprinting 10 times in 100 meters and feeling burning pain in his chest.

Could it be... it was exhausted?

A thought popped into Fang Yu’s mind.

The was depressed.

It was really depressed.

Just now, if it were anyone else, they should have exploded on impact, turned into a mushy paste smeared on the wall!

But this human did not.

Not only did he not, but he also stood up as if nothing had happened.

He stood up!!

The Split-mouthed Demon was shocked!

If it had eyes, they would probably be bulging out even wider than its mouth!

What kind of ridiculous toughness is this?

This toughness isn’t normal, right?

The Split-mouthed Demon had encountered human Martial Artists of the flower’s lower tier before, all of whom could not withstand a single hit, easily having their necks snapped with one bite.

It had also encountered those slightly more formidable mid-tier flower Martial Artists, indeed more troublesome.

But under its windmill attack, all of them ended up splattered against the wall, turned into mud. Even the formidable ones would have been smashed to the ground, barely clinging to life.

How could this one stand up as if nothing happened?

What kind of stuff is he made of? Is he really a human???

The Split-mouthed Demon was at a loss for words, truly speechless.

Watching the human cautiously approach with his sword.

The still weakened Split-mouthed Demon could only bear its fangs in a threatening manner.

Unexpectedly, this action seemed like a signal to the cunning human, who, with a crazed joy, dashed forward.

Don’t come over here!!!

The Split-mouthed Demon screamed inwardly.

But what greeted it was only...

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, five swords!

Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe—

The human was like a madman, swinging his sword to chop.

He had gotten smarter too, not aiming for the mouth anymore.

The Split-mouthed Demon tried several times to turn and bite the broken sword with its mouth, but the human, with advance warning, always managed to avoid it.

Human! Despicable human!

The Split-mouthed Demon was so angry its gums bled, its body madly oozing blood from the continuous slashes of the longsword.

Its once-prided defensive power, against the dragon-like wraps and frenzied attacks of the swordsmanship, was merely delaying the inevitable death.

I scratch! I scratch! I scratch scratch scratch!

Fang Yu was now utterly certain, this creature could only go all-out for a moment!

From its shape, one could tell, it moves clumsily, relying solely on brute force.

Furthermore, it was seriously lacking in stamina, just like Fang Yu himself right before his breakthrough.

Too weak, way too weak!

Boxer shorts! Boxer shorts!!

Fang Yu got excited as he chopped around, moving like a ghostly figure around the Split-mouthed Demon.

Longsword and Dagger Blade together, not worrying about whether the hits would cause pain, the frequency was enough to finish the job.

With his movements guided by the Phantom White Kick, he didn’t give the Split-mouthed Demon a chance to touch him.

Just like that, in a short while, Fang Yu had harshly hacked over thirty times, nearly reddening the skin, yet never allowing the Split-mouthed Demon a single touch.

Watching the Split-mouthed Demon no longer twisting and turning trying to bite the sword, but instead closing its mouth as if gathering strength.

Anyone else would probably be panicking a lot by now.

Because for mid-tier flower Martial Artists like Li Qianxuan, total health amounts to just over 100.

If they had taken that initial blow full-force without a digitized body, sustaining severe injuries.

By now, they’d likely be lying on the ground, whimpering and unable to get up.

Even if they did get up, like Fang Yu, they would engage in a frenzy of attacks against the Split-mouthed Demon.

Presently facing the suddenly silent and strength-gathering Split-mouthed Demon, they’d also be terrified, retreating far away, daring not make a move.

Because their health is low, they dare not act rashly, a touch could mean death.

Because they wouldn’t be able to see what state the Split-mouthed Demon is in now, unaware that this thing is actually on the brink of death, merely bluffing to intimidate.

"Bold demon! I saw right through your desperation, surrender and die!!"