Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 132 Why must I die!
Fufu used illusion to interfere with the Flying Demon, Zhao Mingyu raised his sword and overtook him to slash at him. Sure enough, Zhao Mingyu had reached his limit, and Fufu's illusion didn't have much effect.

The magic sword confronted the holy sword again, sparking fierce sparks!

With a flash of starlight and a cold glow, Zhao Mingyu flew up and cast the Hundred Step Flying Sword...

The Flying Demon locked around but couldn't find any specific sword energy. Several wind blades had already cut into his body, and the additional burning made the Flying Demon howl continuously!
"Roar!" It was like a roar from the depths of the soul!

All the stones on the ground flew upside down ignoring gravity, Zhao Mingyu's hair stood on end as if it had been sprayed with hairspray, and blood flowed from his forehead into his eyes...and then slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"With this little ability, you're far from me, devil!" Zhao Mingyu stretched out his hand to provoke!In my heart, I carefully observed his movements. "Missing?"

The magic sword just pierced the battle armor from behind, sputtering sparks, Zhao Mingyu reacted, and dodged the fatal blow to the limit...Blood flowed from the wound on the back, the battle armor without soul power bonus, the magic sword can Easily break the defense!
The extreme dodge made Zhao Mingyu's body lose balance. The Flying Demon seized the opportunity, and black air filled the air. Zhao Mingyu felt his head was being stabbed by a needle, and subconsciously blocked it with the broken holy sword.

Even the remaining parts were shattered, Zhao Mingyu immediately vomited blood, his body trembled, but he soon endured it.

The lightsaber condensed with all its strength slashed towards the flying demon, and the light once again shone in this red hell!

The Flying Demon reacted quickly, the black mist once again swallowed the light, and then he kicked straight over again, accompanied by evil spirit, like a black rainbow penetrating the sun, kicked towards Zhao Mingyu violently!

After the Flying Demon's calf touched Zhao Mingyu's body, pink petals appeared one after another, and the Flying Demon's carefully planned attack fell through the air.

"Fu!" Fufu appeared on Zhao Mingyu's shoulder!

The flying demon couldn't believe it, this is an illusion... where is the main body.

Fufu used Mind Disturbance!
Zhao Mingyu kicked him flying from the side, and picked up his flaming magic sword!Standing in front of him is the main body, this is the flower magic.

"This is your magic sword, it's really good." Zhao Mingyu gripped the magic sword tightly and charged towards the flying demon. He couldn't condense his martial spirit anymore, so it's not bad to use this sword.

"How is it possible, my sword?" Flying Demon was very surprised...

As a last resort, the flying demon put his palms together to form a sharp large dagger!
"Go to hell! Mortals!" The Flying Demon roared angrily!He actually took away his companion weapon.

"Fu!"

Zhao Mingyu used the magic sword that was not easy to use. The battle armor on his body had been damaged in many places, and its effect was lost by half!
No soul power was released, it was just an ordinary sword, and the flying demon hurriedly dodged.

"It's an illusion again!" Flying Demon watched Zhao Mingyu who was holding a magic sword in front of him turn into a flower again!

"Fu." Fufu appeared in front of the flying demon!

"hateful……"

"cough!"

The Flying Demon stared wide-eyed at the magic sword piercing through his chest, and then twisted around in his body.

He actually fell on his own sword!His eyes revealed confusion, his pupils dilated, and he hurriedly used his magic power to run forward, and the blade was pulled out from his chest, and he spit out a mouthful of hot blood after walking more than ten steps!

"Fortunately, this kid can't fully use the magic sword!" Flying Demon said happily.

Supporting his body with the magic sword, Zhao Mingyu opened his tired eyes, "Does he still have strength? This recovery ability is stronger than mine. The magic sword seems to have a special effect, does it absorb life? It is indeed a weapon of the devil, no wonder he Growing so fast, this is his innate skill!"

The demon insects still didn't dare to get close. With the lessons from the previous few times, they learned to be smart, but it won't be long before they become confused again.

"This demon is a bit different. He is closer to order and evil than chaos. Is this possible? Chaos is the devil. Forget it, there are orderly and good succubi, and I don't want to pursue it, otherwise the worldview will be shocked every day!" Zhao Mingyu exhaled a foul breath and walked towards the flying demon.

The Flying Demon turned around now, and all his internal organs were destroyed by the sword just now.

Instinctively found something strange, Zhao Mingyu felt that the world was one card and one card, the delay was the same as 460, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears...

"Block!" The Flying Demon's arm pierced the battle armor!

Following his intuition, Zhao Mingyu stepped back, and there was a sound of metal piercing into the bone. Fortunately, Zhao Mingyu avoided the vital point just now, and even the tattered battle armor saved Zhao Mingyu's life at the last moment.

Flying Demon pierced Zhao Mingyu's right chest with his left arm and lifted him up with one hand.

"Uh!" Zhao Mingyu felt something was wrong, but he couldn't move his body.

The vigorous vitality flowed out of the flying demon's body along the arm, and the inner wound healed instantly!

"Mortal, this is the innate skill of my uncle. Time stops [Smashing Varudo], it is your honor to die in this hand, it is really great, what a pure vitality, even if you absorb all the insects here Mo, it can't compare to your quality!" Flying Momo laughed happily, and it was over, even if there were some accidents in the process, he won in the end.

Zhao Mingyu's body began to dry up, his skin became dry and cracked, and finally he became skinny and boneless.

The Flying Demon felt his body froze, and Zhao Mingyu exuded the aura of a dragon, kicking him out forcefully.

Take the magic sword.

The props automatically use breath blocking.

The magic sword had pierced into the flying demon's body, and the blood-red pupils expanded to the left and right!Zhao Mingyu looked at the Flying Demon indifferently!
"What's your name?" Zhao Mingyu asked calmly.

"Your life force is burning my body. I should be in control of this. I won! It's me!" the flying demon said with dilated pupils.

The magic sword absorbed the vitality of the flying demon.

Seeing this scene, the Flying Demon came over in complete despair. He had already won. If he didn't greedily absorb life force, he would be the winner. If he was allowed to come again, he would still choose to absorb it. That feeling is so wonderful. Fascinate the devil!Intoxicated!This is the sin of greed.

【for…】

【Why…】

At the last moment of his life, the flying demon used his power to vibrate the air and made a sound: "Why are you aimless and empty."

"I can survive!"

"And I must die!!"

Sigh...

The magic sword of flame penetrated the strong body of the Flying Demon, and pierced his heart again. With his huge body, his vitality followed the magic sword and returned to Zhao Mingyu's body.

At this moment, Zhao Mingyu synchronized part of the flying demon's memory.

"Louis, my name, just wait, even in the end, I will make a comeback, no one can defeat me! Hehe...hahahaha!" Even if he was about to die, Louis was still laughing wildly.

After an unknown amount of time, Louis' pupils dilated completely, his vital signs disappeared, and he died completely.

At this time, Zhao Mingyu took back the magic sword, and the flying demon had already turned into dust.

"After absorbing all the life energy, should I go back to the world over Kong? Sure enough, I can't really kill these demons here. They have a lot of means of escape, but Louis, who has turned into a bug demon again, can be counted as good." Farewell." Zhao Mingyu sat down on the ground, coughed a few times, his hands were still bloody, this time he lost.

Zhao Mingyu's body flickered and fell from the front of the work-student dormitory, along with the flaming magic sword.

"You are a devil, how can you have such lofty ideals." Zhao Mingyu was puzzled.

It took a long time for Zhao Mingyu to answer, "Yeah, what am I looking for... Actually, I'm also looking for an answer."

Zhao Mingyu's eyes turned emerald green, and the shattered battle armor was still attached to his body, and he just passed out heavily.

Who is guarding the work-student dormitory? !

(End of this chapter)