The burly man shouted, and a giant hammer and sharp black wings flew towards Yan Quan again.
"boom!"
Using the rubble as cover, Yan Quan swiftly swung his sword to dodge the attack, simultaneously kicking up many small stones that struck the people beside and behind him, carving a gap in the encirclement.
"Cough cough, Duan Li, today you will die at the hands of that good-for-nothing."
And it was...it was the most basic thing: utterly defeated physically by a human!
Yan Quan wiped away the blood that was obscuring his vision and stared intently at the people in front of him.
"Hahaha, even in your condition, you still dare to spout nonsense?"
The burly man scoffed, raising his heavy hammer to step forward again.
"Yan Quan, you've been a piece of trash from beginning to end. I only ate your companion's food because I was afraid of getting my mouth dirty. Otherwise, how could you have seized the opportunity to beat us both into the spatial rift!"
The crow-faced demon cultivator shouted, leaping into the air and charging forward again with the burly man.
"court death!"
Seeing Yan Quan charging straight at him, Crow grinned sinisterly and flung out several feather spikes that pierced Yan Quan's chest and left hand.
Seeing this, the burly man became even bolder, widening the arc of his hammer swing, and the crow-faced demon cultivator charged forward recklessly.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, several sharp stones shot out and hit the two men directly in the eyes.
Several screams followed.
Yan Quan actually used his thorny left hand to fling away the sharp stone he had secretly picked up when he fell to the ground.
"Clang, clang..."
The next moment, the burly man's body was propelled by inertia as Yan Quan's sword cleaved through his armor, severing his torso.
Yan Quan calculated the position, then swung his sword hilt into the air, about to sever the head of the crow-faced demon cultivator.
"You despicable bastard!"
The crow-faced demon cultivator roared in fury, instantly twisting his body to save his head at the cost of losing one of his giant wings.
"Give it to me...get it on top of me!!!"
He retreated behind the others, covering his bleeding eyes and shouting.
Although the others were terrified to see one of their leaders killed, they were obeying the orders of the crow-faced demon cultivator. After struggling for a moment, they recklessly rushed towards Yan Quan.
After sensing something, the crow-faced demon cultivator behind him spat out several mouthfuls of unwilling black blood and secretly retreated while everyone was fighting.
...
On the other side, the shouts of battle in the main hall had just stopped.
Who are you?
The white-haired fairy pointed her sword at the last masked man who was still breathing.
She couldn't understand how these people, who were so weak, dared to attack her right away.
Some even have physical defects.
Is it really because she looks like a weak, ordinary woman?
"Gurgle..."
The masked man spoke in some incomprehensible language, his eyes still fierce.
"Pfft!"
The next moment, a short flash of light streaked past, and the masked man died on the spot.
"He's insulting you. These people are just here to ambush and kill us, aren't they?"
The green-haired girl disgustedly wiped her knife with the corpse's clothes.
She immediately got up and hurried toward the place where Yan Quan had just walked.
The white-haired fairy also noticed the strange silence ahead, and immediately followed with a feeling of unease.
As the two of them walked out of the palace illusion area at the same time, they saw an unforgettable scene.
On a ravaged hill littered with corpses and flying blood, stood two people.
One of them angrily pulled at the long knife in his hand, but could not pull it out of the chest of the half-closed, blood-soaked man in front of him, whose body was covered in shocking wounds and who was sneering.
The man gripped the long sword tightly with one hand, listening to the enemy shouting incomprehensible language, while his other hand was numb—this was Yan Quan.
"Cough cough... idiot."
Yan Quan spat out a mouthful of blood, obscuring the man's vision. He then immediately pulled out the broken knife from the man's body. Although his vision was already blurred, he still managed to pierce the last man's heart.
"Cough cough..."
His consciousness grew increasingly blurred. In this place, there was no magic power, no cultivation...
This time, it's really... I'm going to die.
After watching the last person convulse and fall, Yan Quan also collapsed with a sense of relief.
I'm going to die... So be it, there's no other way.
I blame myself for underestimating my opponent and for being too weak.
In his final moments, he saw two blurry figures of girls rushing towards him, and breathed his last.
At least this time, no one else was implicated.
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