The women who had been watching the battle from inside the temple couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. If the opponent could see through all the changes in your moves, what would be the follow-up to your move, and what was your purpose in using it, then how could you possibly fight?

"Sister, in this situation, isn't it certain that Azu will lose?" Pei Mianman couldn't help but ask Jing Teng.

Jing Teng shook his head slightly: "That's not necessarily true. It is indeed difficult to fight like that, but having this skill does not necessarily make you invincible. For example, even if you know where the opponent's weakness is, if the weakness disappears too quickly, or if the opponent is strong enough, it is useless if you can't catch it."

Yun Yuqing said worriedly, "But the Demon Lord should be strong enough to seize the opportunity, right?"

"Azu is strong enough, otherwise he would have been defeated long ago after fighting for so long." Jiang Luofu comforted her from the side. She said it was to comfort her, but she just wanted others to agree with her and to give her a little encouragement.

Ji Xiaoxi, being the least skilled, could only concern herself with the most direct question: "If the opponent has such abilities, how can Brother Zu defeat them?"

Jing Teng fell silent. The other party possessed the Treasure-Dropping Copper Coin, and even at his peak, he probably couldn't suppress it.

At this moment, Salami's mocking voice came from afar: "The Lord of Demons is stronger than you men, and he also possesses so many heaven-defying divine skills. Trying to defeat him is nothing but a fool's dream."

If at first she was still torn between supporting the Demon Lord and Zaun and wished they would both perish together, now hearing these women chattering about their lovers, she felt a strange anger rising in her heart.

Why has my life been so miserable? I lost my father when I was young, and spent countless years being wanted and hunted. I painstakingly planned for many years, and just when I thought I had successfully rescued my father, it turned out to be a scam. I was manipulated by those two guys from beginning to end.

These women were beautiful and highly cultivated; it was clear that they had enjoyed a high social standing and were well cared for throughout their lives.

Now she has a perfect lover, the Regent, who is both handsome and capable in combat.

Why are you able to live such a happy life?

Salami's face began to contort as she realized that it was all because this man named Zaun had lied to her, which was why she hadn't been able to rescue her father.

He must have been secretly laughing at his "honey trap" while watching coldly from the sidelines all the way.

Thinking of this, her hatred for Zuan suddenly surged to the heavens, even surpassing her hatred for the Demon Lord.

A voice inside her wished for the Demon Lord to win, and for her to see the group of noisy women on the other side weeping and wailing, so that everyone could suffer together.

It's better to lose together than to win alone!

As expected, upon hearing her words, the women's expressions changed, clearly indicating that a shadow had fallen over them.

Just then, Zu'an's voice rang out from the sky: "What are you looking at?"

This sentence is so abrupt, especially given its appearance in such a crucial battle situation.

Apart from Pei Mianman and a few others who showed joy, everyone else was baffled.

The Demon Lord was equally baffled, but what baffled him even more was that he couldn't help but reply, "What are you looking at!"

His expression changed as soon as he finished speaking. With his knowledge, how could he not know that this was a rule-based divine skill of words? He had been forcibly controlled for about 0.001 seconds just now.

His reaction was fast enough, but in such a high-level duel, that tiny bit of time is enough for a true powerhouse to do far too much.

A dazzling display of sword light erupted, and in that instant, everyone seemed to see ten suns soaring in the sky and the Milky Way collapsing.

The two figures crossed paths for a moment, then quickly separated and stood on opposite sides of the sky.

"Ah!" Pei Mianman couldn't help but exclaim. She saw a deep wound on Zu An's chest that revealed the bone, with blood gushing out and even the throbbing of his internal organs faintly visible.

He barely managed to raise his hand and tap his chest. Soon the bleeding from the wound stopped, and the flesh began to grow and heal.

However, his face was still extremely pale.

Pei Mianman and the others knew how strong Zuan's body was, even surpassing the physical defense of a dragon. If it were someone else, they would probably have been cut in two by the Demon Lord just now.

Although he won't die, with such severe injuries, the outcome of the next battle is probably already clear.

Salami couldn't help but laugh. After all, the Demon Lord looked completely unharmed. It seemed the gods had heard her sincere prayers.

Let these women and that regent be buried with me!

"What was that move you just used called?" The Demon Lord grinned, seemingly wanting to laugh but unable to.

What are you looking at?

"What are you looking at!"

The two seemed to be rehearsing the scene again, almost as if by unspoken agreement.

The Demon Lord finally laughed: "As expected, it's a rule-based skill. Losing isn't a bad loss..."

As he was speaking, his head suddenly dropped, and his entire head rolled off his neck.

It turned out that the dazzling sword strike had severed his neck, and only his powerful cultivation allowed him to barely utter a sentence before he died.

Everyone in the temple was stunned to see the once majestic Demon Lord become a headless corpse in the next second.

Salami's smile vanished abruptly. How could this be!

Even the powerful demons couldn't believe that the Demon Lord, who had dominated countless powerful figures for an entire era, had actually died just like that.

On the contrary, Pei Mianman and the other women cheered with great joy.

Jing Teng frowned slightly, and Pei Mianman couldn't help but ask, "Why do you seem unhappy?"

Jing Teng, no longer caring about her not calling her "sister," quickly said, "I'm afraid things aren't that simple."

Just in case, Zuan in the sky had deliberately unleashed a sword aura that directly blasted the fallen head of the Demon Lord into a bloody mist.

Only then did he fly to the Demon Lord's side intending to loot his loot. He couldn't get the Demon Lord's Eye of Breaking Magic, but that Treasure-Dropping Copper Coin was truly a treasure.

However, a sudden sense of alarm arose in his mind, and he quickly teleported hundreds of feet away.

Suddenly, the place where he had been standing was enveloped in a cloud of green mist.

"This is the green gas spewed out by those three strange birds!" someone in the temple said, and everyone couldn't help but think of what happened that day.

One of Salami's powerful subordinates was reduced to a skeleton in a single exchange by this green energy, demonstrating just how terrifying its power was.

Zuan also glanced at the green aura with apprehension. Upon closer inspection, he finally realized that it wasn't green aura at all, but rather a bunch of tiny green insects, each one extremely poisonous and adept at gnawing on flesh. The powerful figure from back then had been devoured into bones by these countless insects in a single encounter!

This is probably one of the most tragic ways to die in the world.

"Hehehe, you actually cut off one of my heads. I really underestimated you." The Demon Lord's cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Who's speaking?" The people in the temple felt a chill run down their spines when they saw the headless corpse in the sky, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.