Demon King Doesn’t Have to be Overthrown

"Snapped!"

The skinny arm fell to the ground, arousing a very clear sound.

Facing the sudden slash, the high priest can only raise one hand in a hurry, sacrifice it, and block the blow.

If it weren't for this hand, the head of the high priest would be chopped off.

Because this sword was aimed entirely at the neck of the high priest.

"whispering sound!"

The high priest uttered anxiously.

Obviously one hand was chopped off. For some reason, the high priest did not have the slightest pain or even the slightest influence. Even a drop of blood did not flow, so he held the crystal ball with the remaining hand. , Released a strong lifelessness.

She came to the front of the high priest with the ability to move instantaneously and cut off one of his arms when she saw this scene. She was startled at first, and then swung the sword again without hesitation, making the sword mad. Sprinkle, cut to the high priest.

"Puff!"

There was another tearing sound.

However, this time, it was not the high priest's arm that was chopped off, but the death breath coming from him.

Those dead auras pounced towards Xien like poison gas, but were cut off by Xien with a sword and dissipated in the air.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the high priest grabbed Limjow who was in madness and couldn't help himself, and retreated violently to the rear.

Her speed is very fast, she is not like a human at all, but like a real death. Between the black robes, she has rushed out a very long distance like a ghost.

She manipulated the death air and wrapped her body, as if being dragged by the death air, she retreated violently to the rear.

"Want to run?"

Sheeen didn't let his opponent do what he did before.

Since she chose to reveal her identity and her true strength, Sean had no plans to let them go.

As a result, Sean used teleportation again, a flash, and caught up with the high priest.

At this time, Limjoo, who was in madness, suddenly made an unexpected move.

"let me go!"

Limjo violently broke free from the high priest's hand, with red eyes and a grim face, he rushed towards Sheen.

"idiot!"

The high priest who was caught off guard couldn't help but cried out angrily.

Sheehan was happy.

"Sean Buztout--!"

Seeing Sean teleporting in, Limjo ignited his inner hatred and greeted him with a roar.

His eyes became more bleak green.

The [Lingcui] in his body wandered wildly, and merged into his body at a faster rate than any previous time.

Limjo was mad and roaring, the cold magic power on his body actually climbed steadily, causing his level to skyrocket at a rapid rate.

Lv.92...

Lv.93...

Lv.94...

Soon, Limjoo's level climbed to ninety-five, enough to shock the world's attention.

Obviously, the hatred and hatred of Sean caused Limjo to break through his limits.

Adding to the fact that there are a lot of the [spiritual essences] that the high priest just fed him, Limjoo's power quickly climbed, and the high priest was shocked.

unfortunately...

"Boom!"

In the heavy thunderous crash, Limjoo, who was so powerful, was hit in the chest by Sheen's kick again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...!"

Limjoo was completely mad, regardless of the soles of his feet on his chest, facing the enemy in front of him, his hands turned into the sharpest weapons, with claws blasting towards Sheen.

That is simply to die together and exchange injuries for injuries.

Limjo didn't mind swapping an injury for an injury.

As a result, his [Death Spirit Body] has high defense power, strong resistance to strikes, and self-healing ability. Even if it is injured, it can recover as quickly as possible.

Secondly, his pure offensive power was originally above Sean, even if it was a trick, as long as it was not hitting the point, then he would earn it.

After three years, Limjo didn't care.

Seeing Sheen again, and was ravaged by him before, played with him, new hatred and old hatred are added together, if it was Limjo in the past, then maybe he would habitually choose to endure, but now, he is dazzled by negative emotions. Limjoo couldn't bear it any longer.

the question is that...

"Qiangqiangqiangqiang...!"

In a fierce clash, Limjo's claws with incomparable attack power landed on Sheen, as if hitting steel, all of them bounced off in a burst of sparks.

"How can it be...!?"

Limjo opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he saw.

He didn't even know that Sean, who had the body protection of Liduo's Destiny, had an ability to resist injuries, compared to the defensive power of his [Death Spirit Body], that was definitely not weaker.

Limjoo's offensive power may be very high, but what about it?

Can it be stronger than Alidia’s [Volta] attack?

Can you reach the level of detachment?

Can't it?

Since it can't, it is naturally impossible to hurt Sean.

In the words of Sean's previous life, that is...

"Are you tickling me?"

Sean sneered at Limjoo, who was full of disbelief. The holy sword in his hand suddenly slashed, and it slashed towards Limjoo's chest.

"Puff!"

In the sound of another tear, blood finally appeared.

Limjo's chest was easily broken open by Sheen's slash.

With the performance increase of [Wai Tuo Destiny], even the sealed holy sword has such an attack power.

"Uh ah...!"

Limjoo was shaking with pain, and he staggered back.

"Oops!"

Seeing this scene, the high priest's complexion changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help stepping forward, trying to save Limjo.

For the high priest whose hands were stained with blood and who had deprived him of not knowing how many lives, the safety of a Limjoo was naturally not worthy of her concern.

However, Limjoo is no longer an ordinary person, but a large spirit body that she has cultivated after a thousand years, which is very precious.

Since she started to study the great spirit body, except for the one time a thousand years ago, only this time has successfully trained the great spirit body.

And that time a thousand years ago, the high priest finally regarded it as a "failure" and was ashamed, or even ashamed.

This time, she finally succeeded in cultivating a great spirit body, and she didn't want to lose it again.

Therefore, the high priest wanted to save Limjo.

But just as the high priest was about to rush forward, a scorching dragon's breath fell from the sky in midair and blasted in the direction where she was.

Yu Lin didn't know when she flew into the air again, watching the high priest prepare to rush towards Sheen, and vomiting a breath of dragon without hesitation.

Take a closer look, the corpse dragon has only a coke-like skeleton left.

That legendary corpse dragon was not at all an opponent of Yulin, who had reached the limit level, and was easily solved by Yulin.

Now, Yulin freed her hands to deal with the high priest, making the high priest furious.

"Hateful lizard! Watch me train you to become the second corpse dragon! Even the soul falls into hell!"

The high priest shouted angrily, raised the crystal ball, and cast [Duke of Horror]'s necromantic magic, causing death to fluctuate.

"Roar!"

Yu Lin immediately yelled in disdain, she looked like she didn't put the inhuman and ghost high priest in her eyes.

At the moment, Yu Lin and the high priest are also fighting together.

On the other side, after Limjoo was cut in the chest, not only did he choose not to evade, but attacked Sheen even more frantically.

"Why!? Why are you!?"

Limjoo danced wildly with his hands, waved endless claws, and slammed toward Shinn, while roaring frantically.

"It's just a mere adventurer! How can I not compare to you? How can I not compare to you!"

Limjoo's unwillingness, hatred, anger, and madness are fully displayed at this moment, and he looks like an evil ghost Rakshasa, which is frightening.

Sheen didn't use the superb sword skills to block Limjo's claws as before, but kept moving his figure back and forth, stepping left and right, and flashing Limjo's sharp claws away.

Although the power of claw strikes was great, Limjoo didn't control this soaring power at all.

Therefore, his attacks are chaotic and without skill at all. In the eyes of Sheeen, who has the perception of [External Sense of Destiny], even the six senses after being promoted can easily dodge.

As for Limjo's roar of resentment and hatred, Sheehan was indifferent.

no way.

"Every loser is like you, who can never think of a reason for his failure."

Sheen dodges Limjoo's attack like a dance, and stares at him, speaking without mercy.

"It's normal to feel unwilling, and it's normal not to understand, but if only unwilling to succeed, then the success is too cheap."

Sean suddenly stopped, and the holy sword in his hand slashed extremely sharply, slamming Limjo's claws away.

"Also, you said that I am a mere adventurer, then what are you? Do you really feel like a person?"

Sean stretched out a hand at an astonishing speed, grabbed Limjo's face, and pulled it to her side, even when Limjoo lost his balance and fell to this side, his knee suddenly lifted.

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In the muffled sound, Sheen hit Limjo's stomach with a knee bump.

"Goo...!"

Limjo immediately bent down and let out a distressed cry.

Sheehan still grabbed his face and lifted it up.

"You are just lucky to be born in the Duke’s house. You have a good father and a good blood line. That’s why you have a better talent. But you still can’t compare to an adventurer like me. You have such good conditions. I couldn't win the favor of others, and I lost to me, an adventurer. What on earth gave you pride and allowed you to despise my identity and origin in front of me?"

With that, Sheehan's knee hit Limjoo's face hard, causing Limjoo to howl, his nosebleeds flowed out, and he fell directly to the ground.

Sheehan looked condescendingly at Limjoo, who was holding his face in pain, and said sarcastically.

"In the final analysis, the so-called duke is nothing more than a loser who once lost to the royal family, couldn't get the throne, and was driven out of the royal capital. A family built by losers, if it weren't for the royal family, it would be for the sake of brothers and sisters. Give you some care, do you think you dukes can still show off their power?"

"The loser has to look like a loser. Accept it honestly. It's a bit decent and dying. That's just the most embarrassing way to exit."

"If you haven't realized it yet, let me be clear and tell you plainly, young master."

"Just like you, don't even think of getting Rosie's heart for the rest of your life."

"understand?"