"Ah!"
"My leg..."
"Bastard, how dare you hurt me. You're seeking death, do you know that?"
"Ding!"
"Netherworld Demon has been frightened. Merit value +100,000, sword skill +1."
Bang!
Crack!
Xu Yang spoke no word. An arc of a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Swift as the wind, ruthless as the thunder, he crushed the left leg of the Netherworld Demon again.
"No!"
"Damn it!"
"Human, stop... stop! I am a Padon of the Asura Realm, a royalty among the Netherworld, I can provide you with extraordinary power and wealth!"
"Ding!"
"Netherworld Demon has been frightened. Merit value +100,000, sword skill +1."
The system prompt in his mind made the smile on Xu Yang's face grow even wider.
He glanced at the wailing Netherworld Demon and flashed a genuine smirk...that looked incredibly sinister and terrifying in the eyes of the Netherworld Demon!
"Ding!"
"Netherworld Demon has been frightened. Merit value +100,000, sword skill +1."
"Ding!"
