Last Words Before Dying? Swallow Them Back!

Demon Trace Sword Shadow.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

Su Ye and Su Mingyue looked over at the same time.

Two figures stood side by side.

What was the outcome?

"Crack—crack—crack—"

The Black Asura Dharma Body wrapping around the Eighth Order Demon Race suddenly fractured inch by inch, shattering like broken glass with a crisp crunch all over the ground.

Then it turned into Demonic Energy and dissipated in the air.

At the same time, the clothes on the Eighth Order Demon Race vanished completely, leaving his robust body covered in bloody wounds, instantly turning him into a bloodied man.

However...

"Hahaha, human, you still failed to kill me!"

The Eighth Order Demon Race looked up and roared to the skies.

His voice was incomparably joyful, carrying even a trace of the delight of having survived a disaster.

"However, you are indeed the strongest of the same rank among the humans this lord has ever encountered. This lord will personally slay you and use your skull as a collection."

"Insignificant human, this is the final glory bestowed upon you by this lord!"

On the fist of the Eighth Order Demon Race, black Demonic Energy was released once again.

Though weak, yet...

"Thump—"

Xiao Zhuyue's blood-burning body fell straight backward.

The White-Haired Sword Immortal Dharma Body had already dissipated.

"What a pity..."

What a pity.

The strongest move he had executed with his life still failed to kill this Eighth Order Demon Race.

Yet...

He had lost.

That did not mean humans would lose to the Demon Race.

Miss Su should have escaped very far away by now.

As long as she could take that thing out, it would be fine.

Xiao Zhuyue could clearly feel the blood in his body flowing away rapidly, as if all the fresh blood in