The End of the World: The Beginning of Pushing Down the Sickly School Beauty

In this apocalypse filled with despair and fear, the world is shrouded in endless darkness. The desolate city ruins exude the smell of decay and death. And in this dead land, a thrilling battle is about to unfold - a life-and-death duel between Thorn Shen Yan and the tenth-level diseased Yellow Rose!

Shen Yan, a battle-hardened and indomitable warrior, his body is as hard as steel, and his eyes reveal fearless courage. He holds an extremely sharp sword, the blade flashes with cold light, as if it can cut through all obstacles.

The tenth-level diseased yellow rose was a terrifying existence caused by the virus. Its huge flower bloomed with a strange yellow light, and the edges of its petals were covered with sharp thorns, like the fangs of a demon. Its roots were thick and twisted, deeply rooted in the earth, absorbing the evil power of the end of the world.

As the two sides approached, a tense atmosphere instantly spread. Shen Yan tightly grasped the long sword in his hand and walked towards the sick yellow rose with steady steps. The sick yellow rose was not to be outdone, waving its thorny branches, making a hissing sound, ready to welcome this life-and-death struggle.

In an instant, Shen Yan flashed and rushed towards the sick yellow rose like lightning. He jumped high and chopped down with the long sword in his hand, with a sharp sword energy directly approaching the heart of the yellow rose. However, the sick yellow rose quickly twisted its roots to avoid the fatal blow, and took the opportunity to hit Shen Yan back with its thorny branches.

Shen Yan dodged sideways, and then launched a series of swift attacks. His swordsmanship was like a violent storm, and the sword shadows intertwined, making it difficult for the sick yellow rose to resist. But the sick yellow rose relied on its strong vitality and flexible mobility to resist Shen Yan's attacks again and again.

In the fierce battle, Shen Yan gradually discovered the weakness of the sick yellow rose. He saw the right moment and stabbed the root of the yellow rose with a sword. With a loud noise, the sick yellow rose trembled in pain, and the originally beautiful flower began to wither.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Yan used all his strength to swing his sword at the sick yellow rose again. This time, the sword light passed by, bringing up a flower of blood, and the sick yellow rose finally fell to the ground, turning into a pool of pus and blood.

Shen Yan was panting heavily with exhaustion, but his face was filled with the joy of victory. In this cruel apocalypse, he once again defeated evil and guarded the only remaining ray of hope.

In this apocalypse filled with despair and destruction, human civilization has been devoured by endless disasters, and the world has fallen into silence and darkness. However, on this apocalyptic ruin, a thrilling battle is about to unfold - a life-and-death duel between Thorn Si Bai and the extremely powerful eleventh-level corpse demon!

Jing Shibai, a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, possesses extraordinary strength and tenacity. He wears a black battle robe embroidered with mysterious runes, and holds a huge sword that flashes with cold light in his hand. The sword seems to contain infinite energy.

The eleventh-level corpse demon on the opposite side was a terrifying existence. It was tens of meters tall, as huge as a mountain, and exuded a foul smell. Its skin was a strange green color, covered with hideous lines, and its blood-red eyes revealed cruelty and desire for killing.

As the momentum of both sides continued to rise, the air around them seemed to become heavy. Suddenly, the corpse demon took the lead in launching an attack. It opened its huge mouth and spewed out a stream of black flames, sweeping towards Thorn Si Bai like a raging torrent.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Jing Ji Si Bai was not afraid at all. He dodged the impact of the flames. Then, he swung the giant sword in his hand and slashed at the corpse demon. A dazzling sword light streaked across the sky, and with a sharp sword energy, it fiercely chopped the corpse demon's body.

There was a loud noise, and the corpse demon was pushed back several steps, but it quickly stabilized its body and launched a more fierce attack on Thorn Si Bai again. For a while, the two sides fought back and forth, sword shadows crossed, fire splashed, and the whole battlefield was shrouded in the sound of fierce fighting.

The fierce battle lasted for a long time, and both sides were already wounded, but neither of them had the slightest intention of retreating. Finally, Jing Ji Si Bai used his unique skill, gathering all his strength on the tip of his sword and delivering a devastating blow.

This blow was like lightning piercing the sky, hitting the corpse demon's vital parts directly. With a thunderous explosion, the corpse demon's huge body fell to the ground, unable to move anymore...

In this doomsday world, the originally kind face of the Jishihui's Golden Bodhisattva became extremely distorted, as if she was suffering from great pain and anger. Her eyes flashed with a trace of resentment, which made people shudder.

Looking back, she had been in desperate situations several times. Every time, it was the Brain Devourer who lent her a hand and provided her with help and support. At that time, she was filled with gratitude towards the Brain Devourer and regarded him as her lifesaver.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people. When the truth finally came to light, Jin Bodhisattva realized that it was the hateful traitor Brain Devourer who had been betraying her all along! The so-called assistance and support was nothing more than a carefully planned scam.

At this moment, Jin Bodhisattva felt like a stupid clown being played around by a monster that was not even human. The feeling of being deceived and used surged into her heart, making her feel miserable.

In that doomsday-like world, desolation and ruin interweave into a frightening picture. But on this thorny land, there is a thrilling image. This image seems to have been dug out from the dust of history, bringing people back to the extremely tragic war with the Yang Clan.

In the picture, Yu Manwu leads the way, rushing to the forefront of the battlefield like a flash of lightning. She wields a sharp weapon in her hand, and every swing carries a fierce killing intent, setting off a bloody storm. Her eyes are cold and resolute, without the slightest fear, only endless hatred and anger towards the enemy.

Yu Manwu's figure shuttled through the enemy's formation like a ghost, leaving broken limbs and blood everywhere she went. Her attacks were swift and precise, making it impossible for the Yang Clan soldiers to resist. Her roar resounded through the sky, as if to shatter the entire world.

In this brutal fight, Yu Manwu was completely immersed in the frenzy of battle. She forgot all the fatigue and pain, and only had one belief in her heart - to kill the enemy! She wanted to use her own hands to open up a way of survival for her compatriots behind her.