Yue Yang smiled at the dying mysterious beauty. “Now, you owe me one yet again.”
The light in the mysterious beauty’s eyes was starting to fade. She tried her best to raise the volume of her voice, but it still remained as weak as that of an ant. “Are you …. really willing …… to die together with me?”
Without even finishing her sentence, she had already fainted.
Yue Yang was almost scared to death. He reached his bloody hand out to sense her breath and found that she was still breathing. He also groped her developed, tightly bound chest, and found that her heart was still beating, although it was very weak. Sensing this, he heaved a sigh of relief. Yue Yang let go of the mysterious beauty lightly. Struggling to stand up with his entire body in a mass of cuts and bruises, he shook his head at the Marquis of Zi Jin, who was smiling maliciously and looking pleased with himself. “If I were only fighting by myself, I would perhaps have long been dead with so many injuries. But I have a beast whom I share my life with, so you are dreaming if you want to kill me.”
On hearing this, the Marquis of Zi Jin was startled.
A beam of rainbow-coloured light floated out from Yue Yang’s body as Xiao Wen Li, whose face was pale and body was completely trembling, appeared in front of Yue Yang.
Once she appeared, she immediately swung her Dual Icicle Blades to attack the Marquis of Zi Jin.
The Marquis of Zi Jin’s Demon King Trident had just been raised when its movement was frozen by her Binding Inherent Skill. Xiao Wen Li’s Dual Icicle Blades deeply penetrated into the Marquis’ demon heart, as she poured boundless white light into it… In the sky, Yue Yang flew downwards like a blood-soaked dragon. His ten fingers combined into one sword. Aiming at the bloody hole on the Marquis of Zi Jin’s forehead that was previously opened by him, he superimposed on the sword injury previously inflicted, giving his brain another more ruthless bout of spiralling Sword Qi.
There was a loud rumble.
The Marquis of Zi Jin’s chest exploded. His head also smashed into a large bloody hole the size of a fist. Fresh blood and milky substances poured forth.
“Want to kill me? You are at most a bento guy.” Yue Yang wanted to pick up his Hui Jin Magic Blade to behead the Marquis of Zi Jin, but Xiao Wen Li stopped him, seemingly worried that the severely injured him would be devoured by the Hui Jin Magic Blade