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"laugh--!"

The blade tore through the air with a faint, sharp sound.

As the cold light approached, Chu Zheng felt a chill run down his spine.

Almost instinctively, he raised his silver spear, using offense as defense, and aimed the spear tip at Sheng Wu.

Although Chu Zheng reacted quickly and was not thrown off balance by the sudden attack, Sheng Wu, who specialized in assassination, was faster.

Almost the instant Chu Zheng thrust his spear, Sheng Wu's body twisted like the most agile venomous snake, dodging the spear tip.

Seventh-tier movement technique: Phantom Step!

"Whoosh!!"

After dodging the spear tip, Sheng Wu's short knife continued its momentum, aiming straight for Chu Zheng's throat.

"clang--!!"

However, to Sheng Wu's surprise, the short knife in his hand did not pierce through the mask and into Chu Zheng's throat as he had expected.

Instead, it was blocked by the dull, ancient armor, which emitted a resounding clang of metal striking metal.

"Seventh-tier treasure armor? Tsk~"

Missing his first attack, Sheng Wu skillfully turned around and retreated swiftly while dodging Chu Zheng's sweeping silver spear.

"You, the Shuoyin Sect, dare to attack my Demon-Slaying Division!"

After forcing Sheng Wu to retreat, Chu Zheng was both shocked and furious.

If it weren't for the fact that the armor he always wore was of the seventh rank, he would probably have been beheaded just now!

"I see!"

Chu Zheng seemed to suddenly realize something, glancing sideways at the seagull still circling in the air, and gritted his teeth as he roared, "No wonder this beast has been acting strangely lately, it turns out your Shuoyin Sect is colluding with demons!"

"That crude brute has finally come to his senses."

Above, seagulls flapped their wings, their narrow eyes full of mockery.

That's right, the reason it has appeared repeatedly recently is for today's event.

When Shengwu first found it, its original plan was to just attack directly. After all, it knew Chu Zheng well; he was a reckless brute with no brains at all.

As a result, Sheng Wufei said that they should proceed with caution and try it several times to lull the other party into a false sense of security.

Take advantage of the opponent's carelessness and launch a thunderous attack.

Considering that the other party was the supplier of essence blood, the seagull accepted it.

"Unfortunately, it's too late to realize this now!"

As it spoke, the seagull began to condense molten iron in its beak.

Attacks that Chu Zheng could easily deal with in the past are now much harder for him to handle with Sheng Wu watching him closely.

Either he blocked the Seagull's molten iron cannon and was then hit in the armor by Sheng Wu's dagger, or he dodged Sheng Wu and was hit by the Seagull's molten iron cannon.

After repeated treatments, not only did his internal organs ache terribly, but his armor was also covered in cracks.

"That's about it!"

Seeing Chu Zheng's condition rapidly deteriorating, Sheng Wu gracefully retreated, creating distance between himself and Chu Zheng. Then, he twisted his wrist and used the blade of his short sword to slice across his fingertips.

Strands of blood immediately clung to the short knife.

Almost instantly, the originally dark ink-colored dagger, as if stripped of its luster, revealed dazzling blood-red patterns.

Blood sacrifice ritual!

Indeed, not only did Chu Zheng possess a seventh-tier armor with defensive capabilities comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon, but Sheng Wu's short sword was equally extraordinary.

The Shuo Yin Blade is an ancestral weapon of the Shuo Yin Sect, a mid-grade magic weapon that can only be used by successive sect leaders.

Once activated, the penetrating power of the Shuo Yin Dao will be greatly increased.

Cold Shadow Throat Cutting Blade!

Sheng Wu used the same trick again, and with a flash of cold light, he attacked Chu Zheng once more.

The seagull also stirred up demonic energy in mid-air, unleashing its iron cannon, aiming at Chu Zheng and blocking his retreat.

"You want to kill me, Chu Zheng? Then try!"

Even though he was outnumbered and at a disadvantage, Chu Zheng's momentum remained undiminished, and his voice was deafening.

Almost the instant he uttered those words, a surge of powerful true energy, like an erupting volcano, erupted from the cracks in his armor.

Secret Technique: Silver Dragon's Fury!

In an instant, Chu Zheng's aura surged to the peak of the True Qi Realm.

The powerful force, accompanied by a fierce wind, sent sand and gravel flying everywhere.

With a flick of his wrist, he shattered the molten iron cannon shot by the seagull.

Then, facing Sheng Wu's attack, which was powerful enough to pierce his armor and puncture his throat, Chu Zheng seemed to ignore it and thrust the tip of his spear straight at Sheng Wu's head.

"hold head high!!"

A silver dragon, much thicker than before, shot out.

"Playing with your life? Ha~"

Sheng Wu smiled disdainfully, sheathed his sword, and retreated.

"Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to die a quick and painless death...?"

Sheng Wu dodged and mocked at the same time.

With his speed, even if Chu Zheng unleashed his full power, as long as he didn't get close, Chu Zheng wouldn't be able to touch him at all.

Such fuss is nothing more than prolonging a miserable existence.

Chu Zheng remained silent, only holding his breath and continuing to strike.

A moment later, Chu Zheng slammed the handle of his silver spear into the ground, his chest heaving wildly as he gasped for breath.

"Hahaha, a brute is a brute! All he does is shout the loudest!"

Above, a seagull scoffed, glancing at the sky where dark clouds had gathered: "Chu Zheng, open your eyes and look around! Even the heavens think you're stupid; they're going to send lightning to strike you dead..."

"BOOM—!!!"

Before the seagull could finish speaking, a loud bang suddenly exploded in the sky.

The purple lightning that had been dancing in the dark clouds suddenly gathered together without warning.

A terrifying purple lightning bolt tore through the night and crashed down.

But the thunderbolt's target was not Chu Zheng, as the seagull had described, but itself!

"ah!!!"

Caught off guard, the seagull, which was flying in mid-air, didn't even have time to react before being struck solidly by the purple lightning.

The electric light paralyzed the seagull, causing it to fall from the sky.

Even its hairless body was now charred black.

"This lightning is strange!"

As the seagull plummeted from mid-air, Sheng Wu frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Although the Seawing Gull is only a mortal, it is still a demon king who has cultivated to the mid-stage of the seventh rank. It shouldn't be that a mere natural lightning strike can make it unable to even maintain its flight.

unless......

This was not a natural lightning strike!

However, he had never heard of any demon-suppressing generals skilled in thunder magic within the Demon-Slaying Division.

More importantly, Sheng Wu subconsciously glanced at Chu Zheng, who was also staring blankly at the seagull struck by lightning.

"Could it be a demon king passing by? But why target the seagulls?"

Sheng Wu was somewhat puzzled.

Just as he was pondering whether to continue attacking Chu Zheng, a figure flashing with purple-gold light suddenly appeared from the sky.

Not only was it incredibly fast, but it was also accompanied by the whistling of a strong wind and the tremors of thunder.

Chu Zheng and Sheng Wu subconsciously looked up.

Within the stream of light, a young man dressed in a dark, close-fitting outfit was clearly visible.

Behind him, dazzling golden wings were fully unfurled, crackling with purple lightning.

The interplay of gold and purple hues created a scene reminiscent of a thunder god descending to earth in the night.