Opening the window, Zuo Yiyi leaned out, looked around, and jumped out, and jumped out of the window on the seventh floor in the night.

In mid-air, she turned gracefully, and a grappling hook with a thin wire flew out of the device on her wrist and shot accurately into the open window of her room, firmly stuck in the window.

With the cushion of the force on the thin metal line, Zuo Yi walked on the wall according to the cornice, and in a blink of an eye, he landed smoothly on the ground.

The thin wire on the wrist was broken, and Zuo Yiyi fixed it somewhere on the ground, and when he came back, he would have to rely on it to go back to the room. In the darkness of the night, unless you know in advance, it is even more difficult to find a thin metal thread the thickness of a human hair in the corner of the wall where you can't see your fingers.

Zuo Yiyi's movements were very agile, almost no footsteps were heard, and her figure was gone.

Five kilometers away from the Ridoa Hotel, there is a high-end villa area, which is pitch black except for the sporadic street lights, after all, it is close to 2 o'clock in the morning, when most people are asleep.

At this moment, suddenly a black shadow burst out of a small forest, the black shadow was about the appearance of a human, but it was on all fours, moving quickly, running like a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye it had jumped over the fence and into the courtyard of a house.

However, the black shadow was not very lucky, and there was a big dog lying in the corner of the yard, which was still a Tibetan mastiff that was already known for its fierceness. As soon as the wind moved, the Tibetan mastiff immediately woke up, suddenly erected its huge head, bared its teeth, exposed its scarlet gums, sniffed its nose alertly, and roared.

Soon, it spotted the intruder and pounced on it without hesitation, but the black shadow, which seemed to be much thinner, did not dodge, and flew away like a hungry tiger.

The two figures quickly became entangled together, but the expected roar and bite did not appear, only a faint sound of screaming and tearing flesh and blood was faintly heard, and the two figures fell back to the ground, and the black image stood upright like a werewolf, but the Tibetan mastiff had become a corpse.

The black shadow ignored the body of the Tibetan mastiff and turned to walk towards the house, but he was about to reach out to open the door, when his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly rolled to the side, and a flaming whip was already drawn in the air and landed where he had just stood.

The whip crackled as if it were about to vaporize the air.

A beautiful figure, I don't know when, stood on a guardrail around the yard, she was elegant, as light as a swallow, surrounded by countless flickering sparks, the fire whip in her hand was withdrawn, and she held it directly in her hand, and the blazing whip seemed to have no effect on her.

Zuo Yiyi, the leader of the new generation of the Yan clan.

"Ahh Zuo Yiyi also tapped lightly, greeted him, and swung out with a whip, with a devastating momentum.

Obstruct!

The black shadow had claw-shaped hands, one claw swung out, knocking the fire whip away, and the other claw struck at Zuo Yiyi's chest.

Zuo Yiyi never expected that the black shadow would be able to block her attack with the white blade with her bare hands, and if she wanted to dodge again, it was too late, her left hand waved quickly, and a flame shield appeared in front of her out of thin air.

Rumble!

The hastily sacrificed flame shield was not very powerful, and it was instantly defeated, but it somewhat blocked the attack of some black shadows, leaving only a shallow wound on her chest.

Zuo Yiyi landed on the ground, retreating again and again, and her heart was also cold, and when she looked at her, she actually fell behind.

At this time, a few clouds that had just blocked the moon drifted away, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth again, and she finally saw the appearance of the black shadow clearly, and couldn't help but gasp.

To say that he is human because he still retains the most basic characteristics of human beings, to say that he is not human because there is a class of creatures that are more like him than human.

Hades!

However, he is certainly not a ghost, not to mention that he is wearing human clothing, and even his height is far apart. Even the lowest-level F-rank demon is more than 2 meters tall, and his figure is nothing more than an ordinary adult man, about 1.8 meters. Moreover, the wraiths had a strong tail and more exaggerated fangs, which he didn't have.

However, the claws as sharp as daggers, the hard skin, and the speed and strength far beyond ordinary people are all traits that only the Immortal Demon possesses.

"Who the hell are you?" Zuo Yiyi covered the wound on his chest with one hand, still treating him as a human being, hoping that he could retain his human consciousness.

"Boom...... Is it a descendant of the Seventh Clan, a little weak!" Shadow sneered.

"How do you know about the Upper Seven Clans?" Zuo Yiyi was shocked.

"There's a lot more I know, little girl from the Yan clan. The black shadow licked the palm that had turned into a sharp claw, and the whole person revealed an eerie evil aura.

Zuo Yiyi stared at his palm, which was more than twice as large as normal, and the claws that were shining with cold light and seemed to have completely replaced his fingers, suddenly thought of something, and quickly glanced at the corpse of the Tibetan mastiff on the ground, and his face turned pale instantly: "The tiger on Qingyun Mountain, did you kill it?"

"You're very smart, you can think of it!" the black shadow glanced at it, yin and yang weird.

"Who the hell are you?" Zuo Yiyi was already shocked in his heart.

"I don't need you to know about this, but I can tell you one thing, originally my target today was the mistress of this room, and now that you have sent it to the door yourself, then you are welcome, after all, you seem to be quite up to the mark. The black shadow licked the corners of his mouth, and struck again, attacking Zuo Yiyi.

An unpretentious blow, but it makes people feel extremely dangerous.

Zuo Yiyi didn't dare to slack off, his hands flew, and a complete flame shield was already sacrificed, and he immediately jumped back to open the distance.

The Yan Clan, known for her ability to manipulate flames, excels at mid-to-long-range combat, hand-to-hand combat, and is not her strong point.

Rumble!

The flame shield that he sacrificed with all his strength still couldn't block the attack of the black shadow, and Zuo Yiyi's heart sank, this person's strength was probably above his own.

Fire whips, fireballs, and all kinds of fire-based attacks followed, and the location of the battle was also transferred from a separate courtyard to the entire community, but all the attacks were defused by the black shadow one by one, fortunately, although the black shadow's melee attack was powerful, there was no long-range attack, and it couldn't threaten her for a while.

It's just that the longer the time drags on, the more uneasy Zuo Yiyi becomes, first, she is worried that the battle between the two will attract the attention of the people around her, and the aftermath will be a little troublesome. Second, her attack method can't last, once her physical strength is exhausted, won't she become a lamb to be slaughtered?

Zuo Yiyi was distracted and trying to think about how to deal with it, but there was a sudden change on the side of the black shadow.

I saw that he didn't catch up immediately after blocking a fireball attack that flew towards him, but turned around and ran unexpectedly without warning, and the speed was even faster than when he was fighting just now.

Although Zuo Yiyi couldn't understand it, she also breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, she could only last about ten minutes at most in a battle of such intensity.

It's just why the hell did he run? Obviously, he has always had the upper hand, obviously he has been suppressing himself, if he wants to run, he should also run by himself?

A tingling pain came from the wound in his chest, and he didn't have time to take care of it in the fierce battle just now, but now he felt that something was not quite right.

Enduring the pain and tearing the clothes on his chest, Zuo Yiyi looked down, although the wound was very shallow, it seemed to be stained with something that could prevent the wound from healing, and the red blood kept oozing out, and it had already stained the shirt red.