Yan Ziyuan was half awake when he was hit by a few attacks from the players. A fishy taste surged in his throat, but he swallowed it hard and stared at them gloomily, "Looking for death!"
Even if he must die today, he will drag them to be buried with him!
Yan Ziyuan suddenly used his ultimate move, and the group of players secretly cried out, "Oh no! Everyone, quickly set up the formation!"
However, it was of no use. Yan Ziyuan was really angry this time and used all his strength in this move.
The bodies of those players were instantly shattered.
Real world.
The players watched themselves being forced offline, the lights on their helmets turning yellow, and they threw their mice in anger.
"Damn! Why is this Demon Lord so difficult to deal with?"
"Am I the only one who thinks this Demon Lord is getting more and more powerful?"
"I've noticed too. At this time before, he would have been killed by us players a long time ago. This time, he managed to hold on for so long, and even suddenly recovered his health. It's like he's using cheats."
"Oh right, I thought of a question. Isn't that fox spirit Hu Xiaobai, the fox prince offered to the Demon Lord by the Flame Demon King? Shouldn't he have died long ago? Why is he still alive?"
"So I've figured it out. Could it be a system bug? Let's report it to customer service."
"OK."
"No matter what, I really can't accept this. The Demon Lord's head should be on the [Xiaoxia Zhangyi] side now. The thought of them rising to heaven makes me feel uncomfortable."
"Don't worry, we failed this time, but there will be another time. When we all ascend to the Immortal Realm, there will be the Demon Lord, the big boss of the Demon Realm, waiting for us. By then, we will at least get a God to play with."
Yan Xi and Yan Ziyuan had no idea about their conversation.
Without them, a new wave of monks with higher cultivation came.
Although Yan Ziyuan is powerful, he cannot withstand the wheel tactics.
The most important thing is that he has to divide his attention to protect Yan Xi.
After a while, Yan Ziyuan was accidentally seriously injured and began to be unable to cope with it.
When Yan Xi saw that he was covered in wounds, he felt mixed emotions and a dull pain in his heart, but he didn't understand why.
Once Yan Ziyuan was seriously injured, the protective barrier around Yan Xi also weakened. The crazy female player succeeded and broke through the barrier. She smiled breathlessly, "You damn vixen, now you will definitely die!"
Oh shit!
Yan Xi was horrified and ran away quickly, "Hey, calm down, I was just joking, you don't have to take it seriously."
"Who's kidding you?! You must die today!" The female player was furious and wanted to kill him immediately.
Fu Lin was entangled by the other two monks and couldn't get away for a while. Yan Xi couldn't rely on him and could only run around.
Noticing the situation here, Yan Ziyuan endured the severe pain in his body and used all his strength to repel the group of players. He flew to Yan Xi, put his arms around his waist, and chopped off the head of the female player alive.
But he didn't notice that the player he had repelled suddenly reacted, rushed over, and attacked him from behind. At that moment, the accident happened too fast, and Yan Ziyuan's chest was pierced.
Before Yan Xi could even look up at him, blood splashed all over his face.
He was stunned, and looked up blankly at the person he was hugging tightly, "Master Demon..."
Yan Ziyuan glanced at him and fought back with his last bit of strength.
The player was ejected far away and vomited blood.
The other players were immediately excited when they saw Yan Ziyuan like this, "Everyone, hurry up and take the Demon Lord's head!"
Yan Ziyuan looked at the crowd of people rushing over, lowered his head and smiled slowly. He hugged Yan Xi tightly, looked at him, and said weakly: "Little fox, the time has come to verify the truth. Shh... Close your eyes, it will be quick and it won't hurt at all."
Yan Xi stared at him blankly, subconsciously hugging his waist tightly, "...Okay."
A dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and with a loud bang, Yan Xi felt his body being torn apart in an instant.
At that moment, Yan Xi was in so much pain that he doubted his life. Before he lost consciousness, he looked at Yan Ziyuan, who was laughing in a paranoid and crazy way, and wanted to kick him.
Bastard, big liar, it obviously hurts!
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