But he couldn't say that now, because it might hurt the deer demon's pride.

Faced with a dying demon, Wu Er could only reply, "Yes, I know what to do."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he raised his sword, intending to end the life of the deer demon.

But at that moment, the flame in its pupils leaped again, and then the last burst of demonic power erupted.

Wu Er thought the deer demon had given up hope and was just waiting to die, but he never expected it to have a counterattack up its sleeve.

Because they were so close, their attack was fierce.

Even though Wu Er wanted to dodge, he couldn't avoid the attack.

In the blink of an eye, the last remaining antler on the deer demon's head slashed across Wu Er's right arm.

Wu Er is a sword cultivator. Although he has a certain physique, he is not particularly strong. His skills are mostly in killing.

Being caught off guard and hit like that, he was injured.

Fortunately, his cultivation level was there. The horn caused Wu Er's right arm to bleed, but the wound was not too deep. Only a little blood flowed down his arm and onto the Wujian Sword.

After the sword was drawn, it wasn't stained with the demon's blood, but rather with Wu Er's blood.

It's laughable, really.

Then their gaze fell upon the deer demon.

He burned his last drop of life force and used all his life energy to leave a scar on Wu Er's arm.

Once his essence and blood had dried up, the flames that had been flickering in his eyes disappeared.

The deer demon lay helplessly on the ground, and soon his breath dissipated, indicating that he was dead.

However, his eyes remained open, still filled with resentment.

Seeing the deer demon's unseeing eyes, Wu Er couldn't help but sigh, "Even now... is there anything you're still unwilling to accept?"