As Shangguan Yan crushed "Jiang Feng's" head with a palm brimming with boundless lightning, Jiang Feng finished his battle right after her.
He cut "Shangguan Yan" in half at the waist with a single slash. It was a rather bloody sight.
"Senior Sister, this Mirror Demon God Dantalion doesn't seem all that impressive," Jiang Feng said to Shangguan Yan nearby.
"That's why he ranks seventy-first among the Seventy-Two Demon Gods." Shangguan Yan approached and leaned close to Jiang Feng.
"Junior Brother, you didn't hold back at all. Have you wanted to treat me like that for a long time?" Shangguan Yan's breath was sweet, her manner almost seductive.
Jiang Feng couldn't help swallowing. He really couldn't handle Shangguan Yan when she acted like this.
She bewitched the heart and captivated everyone, like a true temptress.
"Senior Sister, stop playing around. We should go deal with Mirror Demon God Dantalion's real body," Jiang Feng hurriedly said.
His senior sister was wonderful in every way, except that she sometimes didn't take things seriously.
Of course, in the past, Jiang Feng would have welcomed her being even more playful. Now, however, he ought to exercise some restraint. He was a married man, after all.
"Don't be so impatient, Junior Brother. With his mirrors defeated, Dantalion has less than a tenth of his strength left. With the two of us here, could he possibly escape?"
Shangguan Yan suddenly wrapped both arms around Jiang Feng's neck, her eyes alluring and her gaze tender.
A fragrant breeze washed over Jiang Feng, warmth brushing his face, and an unbearable restlessness stirred in his heart.
"What are you trying to do, Senior Sister?" Jiang Feng instinctively avoided Shangguan Yan's gaze. He couldn't bear it; he felt as though he might melt.
Suddenly, the surroundings seemed to change. Jiang