Chapter 102.3 Qualified Great Villain
The leg cut kicked the Underworld Demon King’s shoulder and smashed it deeply into the soil. With a thundering sound, lines of cracks were scattered towards all directions on the ground, and the Underworld Demon King knelt down on one knee in the center of a huge pit.
After one blow, You Wuming’s wings swept into the air again.
While running, Sang Yuanyuan threw out the big faced flower.
At this moment, as long as she wants, the faceplate of the big faced flower can be as big as a palace. She restrained herself on the face-size of her big faced flower and only threw a circle of half-a-person high flowers around the pit. The spiritual vines whirled like a sharp chain blade and attacked the Underworld Demon King, who was slowly standing up, from all directions.
“Wo…man.”
The Underworld Demon King raised his pair of eyes and looked at Sang Yuanyuan.
Looking at it from a close distance, its eyeballs turned out to be only the size of mung beans, embedded in the center of a huge white eye. No wonder when she looked at it from a far distance away, she always felt that it was very strange.
The appearance is quite correct, that is, the long tongue is rolled back inside and stuck in the throat, and the voice is a little vague.
The spiritual vines’ chain blade hit the Underworld Demon King.
It raised its arms to block it and the silk-like chain blades quickly strangled all its limbs and pulled it away in all directions.
At this moment, You Wuming swept down from the sky like a shadow, holding a sword in both hands, and cut toward his head!
Sang Yuanyuan continued to run quickly and rushed to the edge of the pit, then jumped lightly. The sunflower bent its body low and served as her support, then sent her into the air, letting her float towards You Wuming like a slim and graceful fairy.
There was no hesitation in his movements, and the black sword drew a beautiful arc, directly slashing the Underworld Demon King. Just when the blade touched the colorful light on the Underworld Demon King, Sang Yuanyuan landed beside him. A small hand was placed on his wrist, and the emerald light poured into his five fingers. He turned his hand and shook it, and the tail of the black flame on the blade’s edge suddenly glowed with green light.
Like highly toxic corrosion, the colorful light on the Underworld Demon King’s body was immediately polluted by Sang Yuanyuan’s emerald light.
The Underworld Demon King roared in severe pain, and its lips parted in all directions, just like a piranha opening its mouth to eat, revealing the dark cave inside its mouth.
A colorful long tongue with barbs swung out and hooked directly towards Sang Yuanyuan’s slender neck.
You Wuming was holding the sword with both hands and the black sword smashed into the shoulder of the Underworld Demon King. For a moment, there is no time for rescue.
At this critical juncture, Sang Yuanyuan suddenly jumped back, and a Chomper Flower fell from the sky, covering her entirely inside it.
The Underworld Demon King’s long tongue easily tore up the Chomper Flower. Unfortunately, after tearing up the bright red flower, the long tongue hooked an empty air——Sang Yuanyuan is already gone.
You Wuming’s heart hung heavily, his eyes turned around and couldn’t find her at all. When he was about to have a seizure, he felt a little movement on the ground. When he looked down, he saw his little flower fairy was holding her head with both hands, squatting pitifully on the side and raising her eyes to look at him.
After thinking for a while, You Wuming couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth——At the same time the Chomper Flower’s hood came down, she squatted down with her head in her hands and even took the opportunity to rolled to the side lazily like a donkey.
Although she didn’t look like a soldier, nor did she look even the slightest like a fairy, he was still very pleased with her consciousness to save her own life.
At this moment, with the blessing of her emerald spirit essence, his heavy sword has already cut into the Underworld Demon King’s body and slashed down.
The Underworld Demon King let out a terrifying cry.
The heavy sword cut to the crotch of the Underworld Demon King.
Underworld Demons have no internal organs. In fact, the structure of this kind of ‘creature’ is not in line with biological common sense at all. There is only a bag of dirty blood and soft black things between the bone and flesh in their bodies.
You Wuming sticks to it as if he doesn’t think that it was dirty at all. The palm with black flame and emerald light suddenly clenched, grabbing the long tongue of the Underworld Demon King and pulling it out without hesitation at all.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed the handle of the sword with both hands, cut it with one slash and divided it.
The Underworld Demon King was split into two parts, one with a head and the other without a head.
You Wuming presses the heavy sword down against its neck and presses the half-part with its head into the muddy ground.