"Retreat?"
Black Scale King laughed in exasperation. Although Su Yi's strength was formidable, in his eyes, the kid was riddled with openings. Did he really think Black Scale King couldn't handle him?
With that thought, Black Scale King attacked Su Yi again.
This time, he was even faster!
Caught off guard, Su Yi was sent flying by a direct collision. Black Scale King's strength was immense.
Black Scale King was stronger than Old Lord Qiyang.
They were both Supernatural Demon Kings!
Demon cultivation was divided into four stages: Demonic Qi Condensation, Demonic Core Formation, Humanoid Demon, and Supernatural Demon King!
These corresponded to the Human Race's Qi-Surging Eight Meridians, Spirit Sea Enlightenment, Core-Holding Dharma, and Fusion Heart-Stirring!
Mo Haosheng was at the initial stage of Core-Holding Dharma, so it could be inferred that Su Yi's strength was around the level of a Supernatural Demon King.
However, Su Yi didn't know any supernatural abilities. He relied on his physical strength.
He could casually produce a hundred Dragon Strength Pills, which often made Su Yi wonder just how powerful Devil Lord Qingyan was.
The one thing he could be sure of was that Old Lord Qiyang, a Supernatural Demon King, wouldn't dare offend Devil Lord Qingyan.
Black Scale King reached out with his right hand. Black demonic energy curled around Su Yi like a tornado, lifting him as he flew backward and carrying him high into the sky.
With nothing to brace himself against, Su Yi had no way to dodge.
"Damn it..."
Su Yi gritted his teeth. Almost entirely on instinct, he twisted his waist, turned around, and swung his sword.
Clang—
His sword struck Black Scale King's right arm, shattering patch after patch of black scales.
"Your reflexes are pretty sharp!"
Black Scale King sneered. With a blur, he appeared below Su Yi and drove his right knee upward like a pillar reaching for the heavens, slamming it into Su Yi's lower back.
"Pfft—"
Su Yi couldn't withstand Black Scale King's strength. His spine nearly snapped, and blood poured uncontrollably from his mouth.
At that moment, they were high in the sky, right in the livestream's view.
The entire city gasped in shock, hearts suddenly clenching.
Seeing Su Yi wounded, even the most coldhearted people couldn't help but ache for him.
After all, Su Yi was fighting for them.
Su Yi was powerful enough to survive alone in the Desolate Ancient, but he hadn't chosen to. His spirit was nothing short of great.
"It's over... Su Yi's going to die..."
"Damn it, I hate that I'm powerless and can only hide in the city."
"No way. Su Yi's so strong!"
"If he really dies, we're finished. Black Scale King is already furious."
"We're really done for..."
For a while, Xiwan City was filled with every kind of reaction. Some people worried, others despaired, and fear filled everyone's heart.
Who else besides Su Yi could stand against hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts?
And against Black Scale King, who was nearly invincible?
Nan Xiaopao was sprinting down the street when she saw the scene on her phone screen. Terrified, she quickly shut off her phone and ran toward the north of the city with all her strength.
It wasn't just her. People from all over Xiwan City were gathering in the north.
If the city fell, their families would be doomed.
Leaving Xiwan City and venturing into the Desolate Ancient would mean certain death.
They had to fight for the city!
Wounded by Black Scale King's collision, Su Yi still refused to give up. He turned and slashed, forcing Black Scale King to hold back rather than press his advantage.
"I have to get back on the ground, or I'm dead!"
Su Yi thought anxiously. He knew where his advantage lay: his strength.
After learning the Immortal Slashing Heart Sword, he had become fast, but compared to Black Scale King, he was still far too slow.
Just then, a Two-Headed Vulture as enormous as a small mountain swooped toward him.
A perfect chance!
As the Two-Headed Vulture crashed toward him, Su Yi thrust his sword into its body. Blood sprayed along the blade like a fountain.
Gravely wounded, the Two-Headed Vulture screeched and plummeted toward the battlefield below.
"Useless!"
Black Scale King cursed and hurried after them, trying to stop Su Yi from reaching the ground. But Su Yi's Zhouwu Sword was too sharp, making it impossible to kill him in a short time.
With a boom!
Su Yi and the Two-Headed Vulture crashed to the ground, crushing several demonic beasts and sending clouds of dust billowing up like a bomb had gone off.
After landing, Su Yi shot out of the dust and began a ruthless slaughter.
He couldn't defeat Black Scale King, but he had to kill as many demonic beasts as possible. For every beast that lived, more people might die.
He didn't think of himself as a saint, but if he had the ability to help, he still wanted to take on some responsibility for the Earthlings.
He didn't want to be the only Earthling left alive in the Desolate Ancient someday. Besides, there were people he cared about in Xiwan City.
Seeing Su Yi unleash his might once more, the soldiers by the city walls burst into cheers.
"Beautifully done!"
"I knew the kid wouldn't go down so soon!"
"Damn it, I can't take this anymore. I want to open fire!"
"Don't get in Su Yi's way!"
"Su Yi will win! Kill those beasts!"
Mayor Tan Quanming was worked up too, wildly pumping both fists.
Xiwan City behind him erupted in deafening cheers, everyone thrilled and amazed by Su Yi.
Black Scale King swooped down, intent on crushing Su Yi with one claw.
Su Yi leapt up and thrust his sword straight at him, startling Black Scale King into dodging.
His black scales were famed for being indestructible, but against the Zhouwu Sword, they were far too fragile.
Su Yi followed with a slash at a Green-Eyed Giant Tiger, easily cleaving it in two.
"This won't do. I'll run out of strength if this goes on!"
Though Su Yi kept his face cold, inside he was frantic.
That last blow made him feel as if his back might snap at any moment. The pain was agonizing, but he kept enduring it.
With death closing in, he could no longer afford to care about the pain.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
Black arrows formed from demonic energy shot down from above. Su Yi hurriedly retreated, but they still pierced both his shoulders and his back—six in all. The arrows then vanished, and blood began spraying from him like water through a sieve.
The surrounding demonic beasts rushed at him in a frenzy, drowning him like a tidal wave.
He was in the heart of the battlefield, surrounded by so many beasts that the others didn't notice how dire his situation was.
"Get lost!"
With his teeth clenched, Su Yi roared and swept his sword sideways. He spun twice, Sword Qi slashing in every direction and killing all the beasts that rushed at him, sending flesh and blood flying.
He staggered, nearly falling to the ground.
"Half-Demon, you're as good as dead. Why keep struggling?"
Black Scale King looked down at Su Yi and sneered, his eyes full of contempt.
The surrounding demonic beasts kept charging at Su Yi. He hacked wildly from side to side, no longer wielding his sword with the graceful ease of before. He fought like a trapped beast at the end of its tether.
Su Yi paid no heed to Black Scale King's taunts.
All he cared about now was killing as many demonic beasts as possible!
He could still fight!
With a boom!
Su Yi's bloodied left fist shot forward. Even weakened, the Hundred Dragon Strength remained terrifying. His fist wind tore through the air, crushing one demonic beast after another.
Just then, Su Yi suddenly felt his right pants pocket grow hot. The heat intensified, as if it were about to explode.
It was his Great Dao Phone!
What was happening?
Su Yi panicked, but in the middle of the battlefield, he had no chance to take out his phone. All he could do was endure it.
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