Whoosh!
Sword light spread, landing on one of General Luo Ming's arms. Light immediately flickered across the arm, and a sword mark appeared.
"Hiss!"
General Luo Ming looked down at his arm. Threads of green blood were seeping from it, with wisps of life divine power leaking out.
General Luo Ming sucked in a breath, his face turning livid.
"You wretched little thief!"
Apart from this sword mark, his arm was already covered in countless others. Some were merely surface marks, while others had cut deep into his flesh, injuring him.
One or two attacks naturally would not have done General Luo Ming much harm, but the problem was that Qin Hao had attacked no fewer than a thousand times in that brief interval.
Although most of those attacks had failed to breach General Luo Ming's defenses, the remaining attacks that had broken through were already causing him trouble.
More importantly...
In all that time, he had only managed to strike Qin Hao a few times.
The first one or two blows had landed because Qin Hao was unprepared. Once Qin Hao became wary, hitting him again had become far more difficult.
This infuriated General Luo Ming.
Qin Hao was striking him again and again, while he could not hit Qin Hao in return.
This can't go on.
General Luo Ming knew very well that he had little time left. Especially now that he was burning demonic qi, he could sustain his current state for even less time.
He had to Slaying Qin Hao as quickly as possible while he still had strength to spare. Otherwise, if he failed to complete Commander Kun Yun's assignment, Commander Kun Yun would not let him off lightly even if he returned to his true body completely unscathed.
*There's something wrong with those wings