I had been chasing Zhou Qing for almost a day, and endured two of his great divine techniques in succession.
Now heavily poisoned, with this array continuously draining my spiritual power, even Sima Demoness was truly panicking.
She wanted to sense the array’s eye to break it and escape first, but Zhou Qing didn’t give her a chance.
He imdiately manipulated the array to interfere with her.
She couldn’t worry about anything else and quickly took out her identity token, sending a distress signal to the nearest Blood Bone.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing had no choice, as the Thunder Fla Spirit Devouring Array couldn’t completely isolate ssages yet.
All he could do now was to end the battle quickly.
"I didn’t expect you, with your arrogance, to actually call for help, pfft!"
Before Zhou Qing could speak, Lu Yaoyao couldn’t hold back.
Hands on her hips, she shouted at Sima Demoness with a mocking face, her tone filled with disdain.
Since she couldn’t help much, she could only provoke and try to disrupt Sima Demoness a bit.
Sima Demoness was so angry she was about to explode, yelling, "You treacherous scoundrels, both of you are treacherous scoundrels!"
Zhou Qing had no mind to argue with her. Holding Tetanus, he swiftly approached.
His spiritual power within him was also low, so he had to speed up and make her blood flow faster. Finally, according to plan, deliver the deadly blow.
All in under an hour, he had to be precise.
Seeing Zhou Qing charging at her, Sima Demoness gritted her teeth, bracing herself to face him, waving her red hook-sickle more urgently.
At the sa ti, she split part of her heart and spirit to detoxify herself.
With such heavy bleeding, no one could last long.
In an instant, the clash of gold and iron sounds continuously rang out. Each collision sent shocks to her arms, flooding her blood and qi.
She could only keep changing the moves of her hook-sickle, trying to deflect Zhou Qing’s attacks.
Zhou Qing pressed on step by step, moving like a dragon out of the sea, full of montum.
The broken sword in his hand ford a flurry of sword shadows, each imbued with the imnse power of thunder and sharp sword qi.
"Too much bullying!" Sima Demoness was furious, feeling utterly frustrated.
Since entering this damned array, she hadn’t had a chance to fully exert her true combat power, completely pulled by Zhou Qing.
In a short ti, she was reduced to this wretched state, with her spiritual power nearly depleted, blood qi flowing uncontrollably from her wounds.
As she kept resisting, the blood flowed faster from the wound on her abdon, making her dizzy and her body heavier. She could barely hold onto her hook-sickle.
Whoosh!
At this mont, Sima Demoness took advantage of a gap in Zhou Qing’s attack, quickly retreating and then turning to charge towards Lu Yaoyao.
Zhou Qing snorted coldly, silver light sparkling underfoot, instantly increasing his speed to the maximum, quickly blocking Sima Demoness’s way, not giving her a chance to escape or take Lu Yaoyao hostage.
Lu Yaoyao wasn’t foolish; she imdiately understood Sima Demoness’s intention and quickly ran further away.
As ti passed, the battle beca more intense, with the array’s space fluctuating wildly with spiritual power. Various lights flashed and the sound of the hook-sickle clashing with the broken sword was relentless.
Sima Demoness’s face was as pale as paper, constantly trying to break the array. The intense life-and-death crisis made her truly frightened.
Feeling the ti was right, Zhou Qing suddenly retreated, holding his broken sword horizontally, channeling all his remaining spiritual power at once, like a surging river, flooding into Tetanus.
In an instant, the thunderclouds in the Thunder Fla Spirit Devouring Array seed to be drawn together, accumulating rapidly like ink, layer upon layer.
Imdiately, piercing sword qi filled the heavens and earth.
Zhou Qing stood among the sword qi and thunderclouds, his clothes fluttering, hair dancing in the wind, exuding a powerful and sharp aura. At this mont, he seed to be the ruler of heaven and earth.
Though his face grew more pallid from the great expenditure of spiritual power, his eyes remained steadfast, staring intensely at Sima Demoness.
He let out a low cry: "et your end!"
With this low cry, the lightning on the broken sword surged, transforming into materialized sword-shaped lightning.
It looked pure, yet exuded a destructive aura, dazzling like the midday sun, aid directly at Sima Demoness, as if to erase her from this world.
Sima Demoness, dizzy from blood loss, felt completely powerless.
She looked at the sword-shaped lightning aid at her in the sky, feeling a deep sense of despair and began to laugh aloud.
Desperation, unwillingness, yet bitter resentnt filled her heart.
She couldn’t understand how Zhou Qing could continuously unleash such terrifying divine techniques.
Didn’t they require imnse spiritual power and ntal control?
"I refuse to accept this!" Sima Demoness roared, then continued to laugh loudly, throwing away the hook-sickle from her hand, as if accepting her fate.
She couldn’t fight anymore!
Zhou Qing, pale-faced, slowly raised his right hand, about to deliver the finishing blow, yet he suddenly squinted his eyes.
Because at this mont, atop the laughing Sima Demoness’s head, a golden note appeared—[Be cautious].
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