Outstanding

Zhou Daogan's eyes filled with alarm. The sword intent in his iron sword surged, yet he didn't know which way to strike.

Three attacks came at once, each one carrying the threat of annihilation. His sword intent was swift and fierce, but he still couldn't defend against all three.

The clouds of qi in the sky were about to gather, the Bagua patterns were weaving into a net, and the Blood-Resentment Technique had sent the little snake surging with Demonic Power. Zhou Daogan's resolve hardened. He bit down hard on the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. His mind cleared in an instant, and he roared, "Eight Meridians Gather!"

The iron sword flew from his hand. He slashed three times in midair, sending three surging waves of sword intent hurtling toward the three attacks.

The Blood-Resentment little snake was in front. A glob of venom had just sprayed from its mouth, about to spread into a poison that blotted out the sky, when its explosive body was suddenly severed at the neck.

"No!"

Fan Mo Ke cried out in anguish, his eyes bloodshot and his handsome face contorted.

The Twin-Odd Great Snake had been trained by him since childhood. Otherwise, given the Demon Race's hostility toward humans, how could such a great demon ever submit to a human?

After nearly a hundred years of painstaking care, the Twin-Odd Great Snake was no longer merely a powerful companion weapon. It was a demon pet he had raised until he'd grown attached to it.

The Twin-Odd Great Snake was in such a state that it clearly wouldn't survive. The feelings Fan Mo Ke had nurtured for it over the years erupted all at once, rending his heart.

Perhaps the Twin-Odd Great Snake's defenses had risen several levels