"I... I..."
Ye Feng's mind raced, trying to figure out how to escape. As for defeating the opponent... he really had no idea how.
"Kid, aren't you going to make something up?"
"Or pull out another grenade?"
The dog-headed strongman taunted as he walked.
"Oh?"
Suddenly, the dog-headed strongman stopped, his expression quite surprised.
Because Ye Feng had pulled out a sword, about a meter long, and assumed a defensive posture towards him.
"Hahahaha~"
"Just an ordinary little iron sword?"
The dog-headed strongman stared for a moment, then let out a few hearty laughs and nonchalantly walked towards Ye Feng again.
As the dog-headed strongman approached, sweat beaded on Ye Feng's forehead, his expression growing more tense with each step he took, his hand gripping the Tang sword.
This mysterious Tang sword was his only hope!
"Kid, what are you going to do with this little sword?"
The dog-headed strongman reached Ye Feng and looked down at him with contempt.
Ye Feng said nothing, directly swinging the Tang sword towards the man's neck.
The dog-headed strongman made no move, standing there with a cold expression, watching Ye Feng.
He was very confident in his body, which had withstood the bullets of a Gatling gun just moments ago!
"Huh?"
"What's going on?"
Ye Feng, mid-swing, felt a surge of surprise.
As he swung, the Tang sword in his hand began to absorb his... power.
He couldn't quite describe the sensation of this absorption. It felt like more than just strength; it was as if his entire essence, vitality, and spirit were being drained by the Tang sword. His head even started to feel heavy and groggy.
This caused Ye Feng's swing to slow down and his angle to deviate slightly.
"Kid, are you so scared you've lost the strength to even swing your sword?!"
"You know nothing of divine power..."
Before the dog-headed strongman could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Because as Ye Feng's swing slowed, the Tang sword seemed to undergo a change, emitting a terrifying aura that sent chills down his spine!
This was a feeling the dog-headed strongman had only experienced when facing life-or-death situations!
At that moment, the Tang sword in Ye Feng's hand suddenly accelerated and swung towards the dog-headed strongman's neck!
"How can this be?!"
The dog-headed strongman was horrified and instinctively dodged backward rapidly.
"Screech~ Gash!"
The skin on the dog-headed strongman's chest, which had been hit by hundreds of Gatling gun bullets without a mark, was instantly sliced open by the Tang sword and cut deep.
Fiery red blood gushed out from the dog-headed strongman's body!
"Ah!~"
The dog-headed strongman let out a pained cry and quickly retreated several steps, putting a considerable distance between himself and Ye Feng.
"This kid... that sword... what the hell is it!"
The dog-headed strongman clutched his chest wound, his face a mixture of shock and seriousness.
If he had been a second slower, Ye Feng's Tang sword would have pierced his throat.
"Kid, you've truly surprised me!"
"That strange sword can actually wound my body, imbued with divine power!"
The dog-headed strongman said, pointing at his chest wound with his ornate staff.
The ornate staff instantly emitted a white light, enveloping the continuously bleeding wound on the dog-headed strongman's chest.
"Kid... this... how is this possible?"
The dog-headed strongman spoke, then his expression changed again. "My wound... it won't stop bleeding..."
"Kid, I've changed my mind. I'm going to slice you up like sashimi!"
The formerly calm dog-headed strongman roared at Ye Feng in a fit of rage.
Unfortunately, the groggy Ye Feng no longer had the mental capacity to deal with him.
His vision was blurring, and he could barely hear the sounds around him.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Ye Feng felt a soft, smooth touch on his right hand.
It was the woman with white wings who had taken the Tang sword from Ye Feng's grasp.
Then, she flapped her wings and flew rapidly towards the dog-headed strongman.
"Ah!~"
A flash of light from the Tang sword, and the dog-headed strongman cried out in pain before falling to the ground.
Seeing the dog-headed strongman fall and cry out before going still, Ye Feng could no longer hold on. His vision darkened, and he completely fainted.
Meanwhile, the woman with white wings landed and leaned against a tree, panting wearily.
"What a strange sword, so sharp. Even the Angelic Blade, fully empowered by angelic energy, can't compare..."
The woman with white wings marvelled at the Tang sword in her hand.
"Wait, this sword... the angelic power on it... what's going on?"
Suddenly, the woman with white wings's expression changed dramatically.
Because the angelic power within her was being rapidly siphoned away by the Tang sword in her hand, and she couldn't let go of it.
Finally, the white wings behind the woman began to disappear, and the cracked silver armor on her body started to shatter into countless pieces.
"What exactly is this sword..."
This was the last thought in the woman's mind before she fainted.
With a "thump," the woman with white wings also fell to the ground.
At this moment, Xiao Xiao, who had been blown away by the combat shockwave and hit her head against a tree, finally woke up.
She touched the bump on the back of her head and looked at the three people lying on the ground, her small face filled with confusion.
"Oh, big brother, what's wrong?"
...
Ye Feng didn't know how long he had slept. When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Xiao was wiping his forehead with a towel.
"Big brother, you're awake~"
Upon seeing Ye Feng awake, Xiao Xiao threw herself onto him, overjoyed.
"I... how long have I been unconscious?"
Ye Feng got up from the ground and sat up, holding his aching head, and asked.
"Three days and four nights!"
Before Xiao Xiao could answer, a pleasant female voice chimed in.
It was the woman with white wings Ye Feng had seen before.
However, her white wings were nowhere to be seen, not on her back.
And her face looked strange, as if she were wearing a peculiar translucent veil, making it difficult to see clearly.
"It's you!"
Upon recognizing the speaker, Ye Feng's expression changed, and he eyed her warily.
"Little one, why are you so hostile towards me?"
The woman with white wings looked at Ye Feng, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"Hostility?"
"If you hadn't fought that strange dog-headed strongman, would I be like this?"
"And what do you mean 'little one'? My name is Ye Feng, don't just give people nicknames!"
Ye Feng replied with a hint of annoyance.
"Wait, the dog-headed strongman!"
Thinking of this, Ye Feng lost interest in talking to the woman with white wings and nervously looked around.
"Big... big brother, this beautiful angel sister is a good person. She almost died in that battle too..."
"She was the one who killed that strange dog-headed man in the end!"
"These past few days, it's been Angel Sister protecting us. She killed many monsters that tried to ambush us, especially at night..."
At this moment, Xiao Xiao whispered to Ye Feng.
"Thank... thank you!"
Ye Feng did recall seeing the woman with white wings strike down the dog-headed strongman before he fainted.
Xiao Xiao's words prompted him to offer his thanks.
"You're welcome~"
The woman with white wings smiled faintly at Ye Feng.
"Wait... Angel Sister? Angel?"
Ye Feng looked at the woman with white wings with some confusion, then turned to look at Xiao Xiao.
...