The Naughty Senior Sister
Second Show (3)
Wang Jia Li immediately retreated a few steps after the artifact had successfully reversed the attack from the fly demon. His heart was pounding as the artifacts he had now were depleted. That was because he used it too much during the last fight.
The fly demon that had originally only roared like a ferocious beast, was now speaking using its human mouth. "Man ... Why do you keep running?"
Wang Jia Li who was currently always taking a defensive position and moving simultaneously replied, "Because you fought me when I was exhausted!" it was just a random reason that appeared in Wang Jia Li's head, at least he had to search for information about the demon that was in front of him. Seeing that the other party could speak human language, there might just be a secret that he would accidentally utter!
The deep voice of the demon fly reappeared, "Really? Incidentally, I only used a tenth of my original strength as well." The attacks of the demon flies do not stop, even the pattern of attacks often changes.
Wang Jia Li frowned, if what the demons said was true then it would be very difficult against them. Although it was only a tenth, this was already powerful enough to force a retreat to its peak condition!
The flying fly demon, attacked from various sides, making use of the advantage that he could fly freely without having to fear the miasma qi. Actually he was still injured due to the miasma qi, but this opponent was still not enough to force him to feel the sensation of danger. In fact, he was also already a little merciful by not killing him quickly.
Running out of methods and being forced to retreat miserably, infuriated Wang Jia Li. He gathered qi energy at the center of his dantian then shouted, "Avatar!" A beautiful immortal female avatar with a height of 10 feet appeared and Wang Jia Li as the center.
Wang Jia Li's lotus sword landed in the hands of his avatar. The lotus sword blade burned with fire and emitted waves of extremely intense aura, making whatever was nearby split apart and there were some that were burnt to nothing.
"Avatar ... very good ..." muttered the drooling fly demon looking at Wang Jia Li's avatar.
The fly demon attacked in a straight motion, utilizing the momentum from the straight trajectory to add power to his slash.
Meanwhile, Wang Jia Li's avatar performed an opening position to perform sword technique moves. Wang Jia Li's small mouth muttered lightly, "Fourth Lotus Sword Technique— ..."
When the distance between the avatar and the fly demon stayed only a few tens of feet, Wang Jia Li's avatar released a powerful slash from the top corner to the bottom, along with Wang Jia Li's shout, "Lash of destruction!"
Bam!
A loud explosion swept the area. The sword slash from Wang Jia Li's avatar was still facing off against the entire rest of the demon fly's hand, the friction from both attacks still caused aftershocks after the big explosion earlier!
"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Wang Jia Li strengthened his avatar by imparting more qi energy and the red radiance on the lotus sword grew even bigger.
"No!" the fly demon shouted in shock, yet it was too late when he wanted to make a step back.
The sword slash of Wang Jia Li's avatar had passed through his five sturdy arms, then split his body into two pieces.
The corpse of the demon fly fell to the ground and turned into black ash then disappeared in the air, as if there was nothing there.
After confirming his victory, Wang Jia Li's avatar also disappeared and he fell to the ground from feeling an excessive sensation of fatigue. Using the avatar of critical moments was the final step, also desperate to waste all qi energy for the sake of victory. Therefore, it was rare for a cultivator to use his avatar in such a long period, except in the decisive moment of the battle outcome.
"My full strength is only one-tenth of the full strength of the lowly demons .. haah .. haah .. I must .. haah ..." Wang Jia Li stopped halfway through being too exhausted and covered his mouth, then took the pill given by Senior Brother then absorbed it. He forgot the existence of Mo Li who summoned the demon.
Mo Li who sensed that the demon he summoned had lost spewed out a lot of black blood.
He coughed very pitifully with flushed eyes and the skin of the body gradually lost its color.
His current appearance was extremely disheveled and was already not similar to a human cultivator anymore.
From afar, both of his eyes saw a handsome-looking man with an immortal aura walking at an incredible speed leaving a shadow behind him.
On the man's right hand was a pitch-black sword with a dark blood-red glint.
As the man got closer, Mo Li finally knew who that person was.
"Senior Brother ... Yan ...." muttered Mo Li weakly and whose eyes still had vigilance at a certain level.
Yan Xu who had heard his name summoned threw an energy sword in his right hand. That energy sword floated in the air, moving like a living thing as if it had a soul to harmonize the actions of its owner.
Prok! Prok! Prok!
With a sly smiling face, he clapped loudly as if he was a satisfied spectator with the performance in front of him.
Mo Li frowned then said in a deep voice, "What do you want?" he had run out of amulets and could not make any movements, if it could be useless because he had lost a lot of blood to life energy!
"I need your soul to complete the last piece," Yan Xu replied coldly.
The corner of Mo Li's mouth lifted arrogantly then said, "What if I meno— !"
Not yet done talking, Mo Li felt a cold sensation on his neck. He tried to look down, but his gaze fell staring at his own two feet. Unknowingly, his head had already been severed and was above the ground!
From the back of his head, he heard Senior Brother Yan Xu's cold voice one last time, "I don't care. Besides, I never asked for your opinion. May your next life be better, Junior Brother Yunhee."
'The next life is ...' Mo Li's mind fake— Biao Yunhee who was originally filled with fog, could see a beam of light even though it only came from a small crack after hearing Yan Xu's words.
What was he looking for all this time? Why would he be willing to sell his soul just for the sake of killing a girl who was his own maternal sister? Shouldn't he be protecting her, not hurting her?
With that in mind, Biao Yunhee left peacefully and hoped that in her next life she could have a good relationship with her younger brother Wang Jia Li, not to forget also along with the strange senior brother who had awakened him from the darkness, at the last second of death picked him up.
'Senior Brother Yan is indeed strange, but ....'