The Yaksha King kept interfering with Marcos's sword with his claws, and at the same time opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and Marcos could only rely on the instinctive reaction of his body to use the sword against the Yaksha King's claws to counterattack. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info But the Yaksha King opened his bloody mouth not to bite the other party, but to roar out the sound that could shake people's brains numb. Marcos cursed secretly, and immediately called out to Kaija in his heart.

The roar of the Yaksha King echoed in the air, and Maffeo, who wanted to sneak up from behind, was shocked back by the sound waves, and he clutched his head as if he had been poured into countless pins and needles. The protective wind formed by Kaija effectively resisted the onslaught of the Yaksha King, but the sound wave could not escape. As a result, Marcos was suppressed by the sound waves and became semi-unconscious, stumbling backwards, exposing his body to the Yaksha King.

It's almost impossible to see a creature like Yaksha smile, in fact, their smile is as simple as grinning teeth for humans. The Yaksha King bared his teeth and quickly pounced forward at the semi-unconscious Marcos. However, the swift attack from the side interrupted its movements, and Maffeo leaped with his sword in one hand and slashed at the head of the Yaksha.

The Yaksha King's form flashed rapidly, one claw slammed into the greatsword, then clamped the greatsword, and the other hand clenched into a fist and slammed into Maffeo's abdomen. The latter let out a cry of pain and flew backwards, slamming heavily on the ground. "Damn, it seems that you are worthy of the title of the strongest warrior of the Blue Shinrikyo ......"

Marcos was barely recovering from the sonic blast at this point, and he immediately gestured to a rakshasa seal and pointed at the Yakshasa King. The expected dodge did not happen, and the Yaksha King's movements paused for a moment, and this slight change was immediately captured by the ghosts, and the Rakshasa had completely wrapped itself around its body and began to gnaw.

Perhaps Venus, the god of beauty, did indeed give them a favor, as the Yaksha King was minimally affected by the Rakshasa gnawing, and his skin was not even eaten much. Although the rakshasas have been greedily gnawing, they seem to be blocked by some invisible force, so that they can only reluctantly stare at the prey in front of them after the power disappears. Marcos spat and didn't dare to attack easily, because this guy was not weak in hand-to-hand combat or long-distance containment.

The Yaksha King wandered in place, constantly observing Maffeo and Marcos' movements. It seems that after being hit by the Demon Seal, the guy also became cautious. But Marcos didn't drag on any longer, and he began to summon the ghost formation with the help of the distance between the two sides. At the same time, Maffeo swung his sword at the Yaksha King, no matter how powerful that guy was, Maffeo didn't believe that he could keep up with the opponent's action of summoning the ghost god formation without regard Marcos as his primary target.

In fact, this strategy worked, and the Yaksha King could only face the menacing Maffeo. And his first sword actually succeeded in suppressing the Yaksha King, thanks to his strength. The Yaksha King gasped and roared, smashing Maffeo's greatsword with the blade that grew out of his left forearm. The force of the counterattack was so great that Maffeo couldn't defend against it, so he fell to the ground.

But then he jumped up from the ground and quickly followed the next move of the Yaksha King. With the attack, he took three steps, first forward, then to one side, and the last step was a spin of his entire body. After that, he grasped the greatsword in both hands and swung it at lightning speed. The tip of the sword pierced into the Yaksha King's body, and there was almost no resistance. The Yaksha let out a strange cry, and this time it was finally in pain.

Maffeo's brief victory didn't last long, as the Yaksha then ignored all pain and began to fight back from almost zero distance. It swung its claws so quickly that Maffeo didn't have time to retract his greatsword, which seemed so inconvenient at short distance, and four or five swings landed on Maffeo's chest. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, swung a sword in a flash, and dodged to safety.

Losing both sides may be a better result, Maffeo calmly took out the Norton's healing alchemy potion and crushed it in front of his chest, he basically didn't have to look at the wound, because there must be a blur of flesh and blood.

Saya and Prunmont alternated attacks on the Yaksha King almost in the next second, and Marcos took advantage of this gap to finally complete his own domain. That's the way he's fighting now, and while it takes some time to prepare, Maffeo will never doubt his menace once the realm takes shape.

At first, the Yaksha King tried to make a move, trying to jump up and smash at Marcos. But then, under the erosion of Purmon's mind and the freezing of Saya, it seemed so difficult to move even a single step. The grace of Venus, the goddess of beauty, seems to be gone, as it is a curse in itself. It is religious, but it does not know who it is when it dies.

"Kill you, kill you......" a whisper came from the mouth of the Yaksha King.

"This guy ......"

"Break the shackles......"

Maffeo pounced on the Yaksha King again, but the guy's sudden reaction left Maffeo speechless in surprise. It snapped free from the ghost's restraints, and with a roar knocked Maffeo to the ground, his body scraping against the rubble. Marcos bent down, ready to leap, the solemnity on his face was gradually deepening, the other party seemed to have a certain resistance to ghosts and gods, which was not a good thing.

The Nakshatra's fangs shone with a terrifying light, like a sharp dagger. Marcos gathered the power of the demons and gods on the sword and tried to attack from the air, which was never his forte, so his movements were a little rusty. The Yaksha King turned and leaped to his feet, facing Marcos head-on as he was coming towards him in midair. Its mouth was wide open, and its two sharp claws made two arcs in midair, and an arc of light grazed its body.

Landing was calmer than the encounter in mid-air, with Marcos falling to the ground and the Yaksha king landing solidly on the ground, no doubt winning this time. Marcus stood up with his knife in his hand, and Maffeo rubbed his head not far from him, and the guy's roar was truly amazing.

By the time the Yaksha King turned around, Maffeo had already risen from the ground, and he went around half of the temple in an attempt to draw the Yaksha King's attention to himself, thus giving Marcos a second chance to summon the formation. Sounds good, but the Yaksha King will not be fooled again, it is a sapient creature, and although it has become a monster, the brute force of indiscretion has never been something it believes in.

However, Marcos thought that he might have found an opportunity, because he caught a hint of fatigue on the Yaksha King's expression, so he immediately compared a Purmon Seal and tentatively pointed at the Yaksha. Sure enough, the Yaksha King had once again failed to dodge the attack of the Demon Seal, and its movements began to become slow, which gave Maffeo enough opportunity to sink the greatsword into his body once more.

Although he was stabbed again, the Yaksha King's physical fitness seemed to be powerful and terrifying, as if it had only been bitten by a mosquito rather than a sword swing. It swung Maffeo away with a single claw, and hurled a poisoned dagger at Marcos. "Chances are only ...... in a split second," Marcos muttered to himself as he dodged.