The overwhelming energy impact had been blocked for the most part by the Blood Treasure Armor, but quite a bit still seeped into Lu Li's body, churning his insides.
His throat sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of demon blood with a "Pfft!"
The Golden-Ring Broadsword, which he had already been holding loosely, flew from his grasp as he and his limp body plummeted toward the sea of fire below.
"Li Yun!!"
Sun Ying's pupils contracted sharply. With no time to think, instinct drove her to activate her item and fly toward Lu Li.
Fortunately, Xurang Xi did not pursue him to finish him off after landing her blow, giving the woman the chance to catch Lu Li before he fell straight into the sea of fire.
But she had no strength left to catch the Golden-Ring Broadsword.
She could only watch it fall and vanish into the blazing flames.
Ragnar, having retrieved the Lava Warhammer, rapidly climbed back up and returned to the battlefield.
But when he came up and saw Lu Li looking utterly wrecked, lying weakly in Sun Ying's arms, he was instantly dumbfounded:
"Holy shit? You got taken down that fast?!"
"Even the most useless Palu Pigman could exchange a couple of moves with Xurang Xi if he had that Mythic-grade weapon of yours, right?"
"B... badly wounded..." Lu Li slightly raised a finger, his trembling voice carrying excitement and a trace of unwillingness. "That Eternal Star Clan bitch... she... she's badly wounded..."
"Oh? Is that so?!" Ragnar froze for a moment before excitement immediately spread across his face.
After all, in his eyes, Li Yun was a max-level demon.
Wearing treasure armor and wielding a treasure blade, even if he was nothing but a useless pretty face, he should still have had some skill.