The Azure Nether Sword Qi erupting from Sword Douluo swept toward Little Jiu like a tidal wave. Little Jiu turned and instinctively stood in front of Bibi Dong.
Sword Douluo's attacks now carried Soul Damage. Even if Bibi Dong could turn intangible, she would not be able to evade them.
Little Jiu spread his bat wings, shielding Bibi Dong's body like a dark-gold umbrella.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Ten thousand streams of sword qi slashed into Little Jiu from every direction, producing a series of dull, dense impacts.
Bibi Dong froze.
Her beautiful eyes were slightly dazed. Once upon a time, Qian Xunji had been the one to protect her like this, but the Qian Xunji of later days had turned into a beast and become her nightmare.
Yu Xiaogang, meanwhile, was someone who needed her protection.
For the first time, Bibi Dong felt what it was like to have someone shelter her from the wind and rain, and a warmth rose within her. Holding the Demon Scythe, she hovered silently in the air and watched Little Jiu with a complicated expression.
"Die!"
Sword Douluo's gaze was sharp as a blade as he controlled the sword qi to crisscross and slaughter. His ideals clashed with Little Jiu's, and they bore deep grudges against each other. Now, they were mortal enemies. He wanted to see whether the sword strike of his lifetime could slay his arch-rival.
He had hoped to see Little Jiu hacked to pieces by his sword, but after the sword qi swept through, Little Jiu's skin had not even been broken.
"How is that possible?!"
Sword Douluo's eyes were filled with shock. He could not believe that the strike he had unleashed by burning his soul and sacrificing his body had amounted to this!
"Old Sword, you think you