Too perfunctory, perfunctory, perfunctory...
Yue Beiqing quietly glanced at the two people.
Ye Zixu frowned and ignored these two thugs, turning to look at Sui Yi.
"His weakness is in the waist and abdon..."
Waist and abdon?
Sui Yi, using his Magnetic Sensation, also saw the waist and abdon, but the Rongwei Armor couldn’t be broken. Ye Zixu’s weapon had only clung to it...
With a slap of the Rong Ghost’s palm, the long blade was flung towards Ye Zixu!
Indeed, there was no gap in the Rongwei Armor!
Clang! Demon Que hooked the long blade around his sword, spinning it to remove the force, then flung it back towards Ye Zixu, who caught it.
Sui Yi had already controlled Demon Que to turn around; he spun, his sword creating a flurry of blossoms as if carving lotuses in mid-air while his Sword Qi dominated all around, whipping up a storm...
Wind arose.
Gong Jiu and the others felt a cold breeze.
Maple leaves rustled, lifting from the ground and the air, forming a dragon beneath her sword...
The Rong Ghost charged forward, his aura as colorful as a rainbow, murderously chilling!
Sui Yi tapped the ground and leapt backward, soaring into the air!
Unable to describe the quick, fierce, imnse power with re words... It was just that sort of overwhelming power dominating the entire scene...
In an instant, he sent Sword Qi swirling, lifting the fluttering maple leaves... The dragon rose, all his Inner Strength converging on the blade, including a massive amount of Magnetic Sensation... He flung his sword...
Demon Que, wrapped in a swirl of red and yellow maple leaves, broke through the air...
Boom!
It struck the Rong Ghost in the waist and abdon...
Gush... Demon Que penetrated... Blood spurted out.
It also pushed him back...
The maple leaves ignited...
Blazing like blood.
With such a color of blood, such fire...
Sui Yi landed. The Rong Ghost, however, pulled out Demon Que and threw it, charging forward.
He was so fast that Gong Jiu and the others couldn’t react in ti...
Xiao Yu tried to lock onto his waist and abdon, aiming, but simply couldn’t keep up with his speed.
Damn!
She was shocked...
The fire of the burning maple leaves, the blood alight, Demon Que thrown, and Sui Yi weakly landing...
In the hall, Yi Chilian raised a finely crafted handgun.
That handgun was odd, looking as if it were carved from a wooden root, dark purple. He pressed a button...
Boom!
That was a bullet.
A purple-red bullet.
If Gong Jiu and the others were close enough, they could recognize it as the Purple Dragon Quarry Gun, a costly item in adventure tribes.
Incredibly powerful, said to handle Thousand-Year Zombies, an S-rank BOSS, though it was uncertain if it could handle a Rong Ghost...
After all, the Rong Ghost and zombies weren’t of the sa breed...
More importantly... there wasn’t enough ti.
But just a mont earlier, maybe a second or three, the sword arrived in front of Sui Yi...
Knit brows...
Sui Yi had no ti even to step back...
So she had no intention to retreat, only watching the Rong Ghost, without fear, without hurry, only calm.
Calm to the point of being terrifying.
This calmness painted a vivid contrast to Yhan Qingwu and the others’ fear.
Thus emphasizing the pause and passage of ti... magically so.
But Sui Yi seed able to see... an arrow--
Whiz!
It ferociously broke through the air.
Heading for her temple!
Barely turning her head...
As she turned, the arrow struck the Rong Ghost’s sword tip...
Causing it to veer off course...
Sui Yi spun around, reaching out her hand to the left, where Ye Zixu had flung Demon Que using his long blade, swoosh!
Demon Que returned to her hand, and she stabbed backward!
Once again thrusting with all her might into the Rong Ghost’s waist and abdon.
Using all her strength.
A lot of blood drenched her hand, scaldingly hot. Scaldingly hot?
Was this really a living being?
The likes of Gong Jiu simply stared open-mouthed at Sui Yi alongside Rong Ghost.
Blood dripped to the ground.
Spurt!
Sui Yi pulled out Demon Que, weakened, using the sword to support her body, turned her back,
The Rong Ghost seed to deflate all at once, bowing his head, resting it on Sui Yi’s shoulder for a mont, emitting a hoarse sound...
Sui Yi couldn’t make out the words, only feeling... Boom!
The purple bullet hit the Rong Ghost between the brows...
Boom!
His body staggered backward, his sword scraping the ground, the blood on his waist splattering a good area of the ground...
Clack, clack, he used his sword to point to the ground, seemingly trying to flee... but he hadn’t gone far before he collapsed.
Laying askew on the ground, his palm gripping the sword and the ground, he gasped violently, lowly growling in agony, sounding extrely painful.
That pain, that sound incited fear, so Ming Lanyuan and the others didn’t approach, preferring to attack him from afar with weapons.
It seed like after Sui Yi breached his weak point, his defense was greatly reduced, especially since Yi Chilian’s Purple Dragon Quarry hit him between the brows...
But Sui Yi was already carrying Demon Que, walking towards him...
As one overwhelmingly powerful person alone defeated the Rong Ghost, she walked over, and the others naturally held back, following the rule.
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