The demonic avatar's eyes filled with confusion. Even if the main body truly had some hidden move, it should not have come to this.
So long as he could not kill him in One Hit Kill, with his current recovery and his absurd defense, the demonic avatar was confident he could drag things out until he slowly recovered.
The demonic avatar raised his head to look at the main body and was just about to speak when his expression suddenly changed slightly.
His origin was draining away, and the speed of that loss was accelerating.
It was like a breach in a dike, smashed open by a heaven-toppling flood; the entire dam began to crack apart.
"What did you do!"
The demonic avatar stared at the main body in disbelief. How had this been done?
For origin to flow toward the other side, it should only happen after one lost a duel. Otherwise, it was absolutely impossible.
"Didn't you ask why I would cultivate this cultivation method? This is the reason," Chen Fei said sincerely.
Two sides of one body. In a certain sense, the one opposite him was actually Chen Fei too.
Since the demonic avatar had doubts, Chen Fei was still willing to answer a little. Of course, telling him everything was impossible, because there were still five demonic avatars waiting for Chen Fei to devour.
"It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't!"
The demonic avatar gripped the Wind Demon Sword tightly and murmured in a low voice. Then a trace of red light gradually rose in his eyes, and he abruptly fixed his gaze on the main body.
"I won't lose. The one who loses should be you!"
With an enraged roar, the demonic avatar's figure flickered and appeared before Chen Fei. The Wind Demon Sword in