In the next second, countless pitch-black blades flashing with dangerous metal light filled the young man's field of vision, shooting at a speed no less than the speed of sound.

Powered by the movement of space-time itself, the black keys of the magic transformation shimmered with colorful magical aura, and the seven magic spells were wrapped around the black keys, making them look like colorful meteors.

It was as if a meteor shower of sword blades had fallen inside the room—beautiful, yet deadly.

The boy immediately returned to his original form, and the huge hideous demon stared silently at the swarming black keys, without making any movement.

The first flickering blade was easily blocked by the Red Scale Bone Armor, but the inviolable will of its master kept it going. Finally, the black key could not withstand the force exerted on the body and broke.

As it snapped, it also left a shallow scar on the demon's scale armor.

The sound of the blade breaking kicked off the rain of black keys, and endless black blades stabbed at the demon one after another, and the sound of metal shattering and magic blasting continued to come out, and various elements converged and collided, creating a halo as beautiful as an aurora, obscuring Wang Hao's figure.

Under the bombardment of the black keys regardless of the cost, a crack gradually appeared on the white bone chest armor, and a black key pierced the wound just right, cutting off a fragment.

The flying bones were a sign that the impregnable barrier was finally beginning to crumble. Shattered scales and bone fragments splattered in all directions, mingling with the surging elements like raindrops.

In a matter of moments, the color of flesh and blood was added, and even the demon's solid muscles were severed by the black keys attached to the power of time and space, and then turned into charcoal, rot, ice chips, or stone chips by the magic attached to them.

But at the same time, Wang Hao's abilities are also working, inexhaustibly repairing the damaged body, but it can only make the demon's suffering last longer.

A black key with the power of the explosion pierced the demon's eye socket, and the exploding golden Yan lifted the demon's skull entirely. The boiled brains evaporated and rose in the frenzied flames, giving off a scorching smell.

The bowl-shaped skull was also attached to three long broken horns, which were torn apart and cut by other black keys in the process of flying, and disappeared.

Wang Yu couldn't see the scene in front of him anymore, and the eyeball, which was a weak point, would be poked again every time it was generated, not to mention that there was still a black key stuck in the eye socket. He could only feel that some part of his body was constantly losing contact, and then quickly repaired and returned, and the cycle continued over and over again. Although it was a very bad feeling, he didn't make any other moves.

The black keys that pierced through the demon's body began to turn back under the manipulation of the master, plowing scars on Wang Hao's back.

The demon who had been standing straight was slashed off from all the muscles that manipulated his bones, and his body began to shake under the wash of the sword waves. Drifting with the tide of the Black Keys, like a flat boat that could capsize at any moment.

Let Sakiya spill all her anger.,Anyway, there's no pain.,Second, I'm used to it.。

Thinking so in his heart, Wang Hao even deliberately lowered the sturdiness of his body, making the results of the Black Keys more abundant.

In fact, if it were any other time, Wang Hui would not allow anyone but Flandrew to treat him like this.

It's just that as a servant, he knows very well the mood of the maid at the moment, which is the crazy anger caused by the injury of his most important person.

Put yourself in his shoes, in fact, if you were him, it might be even crazier than that.

So let's let Sakiya vent well.

The two pairs of target's huge wings were already riddled with holes, like rags hanging on a skeletal hanger. The wounds on Wang Hao's body can also be seen in the white bones underneath, the left arm has been broken, and the entire abdomen has disappeared, revealing a thick spine, and the internal organs have been pounded into a mass of flesh, scattered at the demon's feet.

And Wang Yu's head is even more miserable, half of the skull is full of black long swords, just like a magician's prop box, but unfortunately the starring brain inside has long been gone.

Wang Hao's legs were only jaggy and white bones, and after losing the protection of the scale muscles, the result of having one more joint than ordinary people was one more weakness.

The black keys stabbed precisely into the three joints of the left leg, unloading it into three bones. Wang Yu, who had lost his support, had an unstable center of gravity and fell to the ground crookedly.

As if sensing the demon's current appearance, the heavy rain of the black key finally stopped. A petite figure rushed to the demon's side in an instant, and without hesitation, it straddled its slowly repairing belly, its palm clamping around Wang Hao's neck like a beast grasping its prey.

Once free from the suppression of the black keys, the demon's terrifying life force kicks in. The regenerated eyeballs allowed Wang to regain his sight, and he was forced to open his eyes—after all, there were no eyelids now—and the bloodshot pitch-black and white eyeballs clearly reflected the figure of Sixteen Nightsakiya.

The cyan veins on the girl's fair skin were clearly visible, and there were two unnatural reddens on her face. Wang Yu knew that this was the result of blood rushing to the head when humans were extremely angry.

And her pupils weren't something that human science could explain—they were as red as luscious blood, a symbol of Sixteen Nights Saki entering murder mode.

But none of this matters, what matters is the head maid's expression at the moment.

It was an expression of hatred filled with anger.

Wang Yu's heart twitched immediately, he imagined how angry Sixteen Wild Sakya would be, and he was ready to accept it. But when he really saw his friend's hostility and even murderous intent towards him, he inevitably felt sad.

This is what you deserve, a punishment for your mistakes. Let's be honest with it.

Reason tried its best to appease the madness of the riot at that moment, and the familiar scene made Wang Hao almost enter a state of madness again. It's just that when he tried to find the corresponding scene in his memory, he couldn't find it.

Sixteen Nights Saki grabbed the hilt of the sword in Wang Yu's eye socket and pulled it horizontally-

Wang's skull, which was being repaired, was suddenly split in two, and the brain slowly flowed out of the smooth incision.

"Haha"

Gasping heavily, the murderous ghost of the foggy night shook his slender hand, and took out four pitch-black knives out of nowhere.

Although he couldn't see it, Wang Yu still knew what the weapon in the murderer's hand was from that breath.

It was a gift he gave to a friend as a return gift for a trench coat, and it was attached to four treasure-level daggers with black ice, blood flame, magic thunder, and the power to draw. ———————————————————————————————————— make up for the return of physics, ask for a collection and recommendation again, and give me some motivation, I have been dizzy by the entrance examination and the final exam recently, and I have this little fun left.