The waves surged and the white mist rose.
"Whoosh!"
In mid-air, the battle situation changed instantly. He Qingmeng suddenly attacked Liu Yuan, her pitch-black sharp claws already piercing into the latter's back.
Liu Yuan turned around almost immediately and instinctively used a move similar to an acrobatic backwards stabbing sword move to block it. However, at the same time as he felt the blood on the sword, he also felt a sharp pain on his back.
He was sure that his sword had pierced through the woman's abdomen, but He Qingmeng did not stop.
It probably was not a ruthless move. After all, the person behind him was not even a human. That beautiful body was just a skin bag draped over a cloud of black mist.
…After he learned about the true forms of these demons, it was probably very difficult for anyone to get erect.