Chapter 668 - 433: Kill
On the ground imprinted with a massive, evil pattern, the blood glow still lingered, but the terrifying, hunched figure suddenly shot out hundreds of withered, slender arms, grabbing at everyone present!
Wang Zhifan immediately leaped into the air and drew his sword, slicing off the Demon Venerable’s attacking arm, while using ice source power to freeze the other arms of the Demon Venerable, creating an escape opportunity for those around him.
But at this moment, the mysterious white woman who had been further away suddenly appeared in front of him, rushing towards the Demon Venerable in the blood glow faster than him!
Her silhouette was like a ghost flickering by, swaying through the gaps between the numerous withered arms the Demon Venerable sent out, striking directly at the central body of the Demon Venerable!
"This woman... deliberately blocking my path, is there some special scheme? Or is she trying to take on the Demon Venerable alone?"
Wang Zhifan immediately altered the stroke of his sword. He initially intended to strike at the central body of the Demon Venerable in the blood glow, but now the white woman’s actions seemed to indicate she didn’t want interference from others.
He was pleased to see such a scenario where many things could be tested, so he quickly redirected the direction of his sword’s edge, unleashing a series of brilliant Dream Splendor Blade Light, instantly severing all the withered arms of the Demon Venerable that he had frozen.
"Ah!!! My whiskers..."
A bizarre, angry voice emitted from the blood glow but was abruptly cut off.
Because the one making the sound was already pounced upon by the mysterious white woman, and both of them entangled, rolling out of the blood glow’s shrouded area.
Only then did Wang Zhifan and those nearby or afar manage to see clearly, this arrogantly cackling Demon Venerable actually took the form of a bizarre old man.
His hunched body was about a zhang tall, covered in folds capable of crushing mice, even the bald top of his head was disgusting with wrinkles, only his chin harbored numerous whisker-like black fleshy tendrils, combined with his long curved nose and tiny eyes emitting green light, looking as evil as possible.
But if his current plight were seen by the uninformed, they’d surely think the evil hunch-backed old-man-shaped Demon Venerable was the victim.
They saw a mysterious white woman using her slender and sharp hands to hold onto his back of the head, firmly attached to his back, while opening her big mouth to spit out hundreds of scarlet "tongues", plunging them into the Demon Venerable’s wrinkled head top, as if she were madly extracting the Demon Venerable’s brain!
Of course, the Demon Venerable wouldn’t sit and await death; his limbs twisted in a counter-joint manner, reaching for the mysterious woman on his back, trying to tear her down, and his whole body began rolling rapidly on the ground, like a large wheel desperately rolling through the mountains.
"Damn! Sis, you’re too wild!"
Several hundred meters away, a young man from Xia Country, holding a rotating machine gun and standing on a sky-blue flying hoverboard, screamed at the sight.
As a player, he was obviously more tolerant of various bizarre scenes, even appreciating the melee between the mysterious white woman and the Demon Venerable.
But the Daoists around did not have such tolerance. Master Xuanzhen, for instance, wore a bewildered expression at this moment, his eyes fixed on the terrifying woman locked onto the Demon Venerable’s back, extracting his brain, his expression seeming to say that this woman is the real monster.
"Monster!"
"Two demons are fighting!"
"Master Wu, please take the chance to kill them!"
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Other Daoists witnessing this situation also voiced out, wanting the strongest present, Wang Zhifan, to strike down the two who were still entangled and rolling in the mountains.
Some Daoists merely watched with astonishment and confusion, seemingly unable to determine whether the mysterious woman was indeed a demon.
At this critical juncture, Wang Zhifan’s choice was to raise one hand, suppress all the discussions, and loudly say:
"Everyone calm down! The enemy’s enemy is our friend! Stay back and don’t rashly attack!"
This directly defined the mysterious white woman as an ally, believing that regardless of how unhuman she appeared, at least her stance was on their side for now, so there was no need to create another enemy for themselves.
Moreover, it was almost certain that this mysterious woman was a player, and if he attacked her directly and she wasn’t a retributioner, wouldn’t he unnecessarily suffer an enhanced punishment?
Upon hearing Wang Zhifan’s words, the astonished Master Xuanzhen recalled that retreating from this place was their most important task.
He immediately led the Daoists in sword control to a further location, having some hurry back to the city to report, while the rest continued to watch the battle from afar.
Only Wang Zhifan remained at the battle’s core position, and the young player from Xia Country standing on the flying hoverboard hadn’t retreated too far, maintaining a distance of less than a kilometer, unclear of his intentions.
In the midst of everyone’s observation, the confrontation between the mysterious white woman and the old Demon Venerable continued.
They rolled and collided at high speed in the mountains, like a missile crashing through one barren mountain after another, causing the ground to continuously tremble.
Yet the mysterious white woman, like a bone-attached maggot, remained firmly locked on the old Demon Venerable’s back, extending numerous scarlet tongues to extract his brain.
Finally, the Demon Venerable exploded in complete fury when realizing he couldn’t shake her off.
With a sudden furious roar, he gave up using his counter-jointed limbs to tear at the mysterious white woman, but instead, the disgusting black fleshy tendrils on his chin grew violently, transforming into thousands of withered claws and sharp bone blades!