"Kill the bad guys!"

Then, in a flash, he rushed straight towards Liang Zhen!

The butterfly in Liang Zhen's hand transformed into a flying needle, heading towards Ye Buxiu.

Ye Buxiu didn't even raise his head, using his swaying body to dodge the attacks!

What was most shocking was that he seemed to arrive in front of Liang Zhen in the blink of an eye.

She didn't even have time to retract the needle after throwing it!

That's an amazing speed!

Liang Zhen had considered all her experiences over the years and had never seen such a bizarre gait!

He was moving so fast he was almost out of her sight!

She could only judge Ye Buxiu's next move from the afterimages left in the air.

bass!

The Netherworld Flame in Ye Buxiu's hand slammed hard into her wrist.

It shattered the butterflies scattered all over his body!

Panic began to creep into Liang Zhen's heart.

Ye Buxiu's offensive continued unabated, and it seemed that his consciousness was about to lose control of his body.

He was in a state of complete frenzy!

At this moment, Ming Fengyan was also extremely excited. It had been a long time since she had fought so fiercely!

Liang Zhen used butterflies to transform into various weapons, but once her weapons came into contact with Ming Fengyan's Sky-Piercing Sword, they instantly vanished!

The two were locked in fierce combat when a thunderous roar suddenly echoed in the sky.

A bolt of lightning struck the spot where Liang Zhen had just been fighting.

She rolled away to avoid it.

Now look at Ye Buxiu.

Holding a sword in both hands and raising it to the sky, it's clear that he summoned the lightning!

The lightning in the sky grew stronger and stronger, and finally one bolt of lightning caught Liang Zhen off guard, proving that it struck her body.

She was immediately numb.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Buxiu charged forward with an arrogant and unrecognizable gait, delivering a fatal blow to the throat with a single sword strike!

"No, that's impossible!"

Liang Zhen was still able to make a sound even though her throat was sealed by the sword!

This was her final cry!

"How could I, a demigod, possibly be defeated by a mortal like you!"

"No....."

Ye Buxiu's face flushed crimson as he turned and sheathed his sword.

Staggering, he walked toward the next battlefield.