The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Fang Qingyou disliked this sound because it carried a demonic, sinister, and ferocious quality.

This man must have crawled out of a pile of corpses.

Such a person is extremely perverted, to the point of being terrifying.

Luo Qianmo clearly sensed how terrifying this man was. As soon as the voice appeared on the horizon, his expression hardened, and he flew over to meet it.

The sword in his hand moved like lightning across the sky.

Swift and agile.

Luo Qianmo quickly got into a fight with the man. Unlike the previous assassins who were quickly killed by him, this man's strength was almost equal to Luo Qianmo's.

For a moment, the two were evenly matched.

Only then did Fang Qingyou notice that the man also wore a blue-faced, fanged mask, with two dark holes in the mask revealing his eyes that exuded a sinister aura.

In fact, those eyes could no longer be called eyes; the pupils and whites of the eyes were a grayish-white, just like the eyes of a dead person, filled with death.

Wearing the same blue-faced, fanged mask, this man gave off a more terrifying, hellish feeling compared to the previous assassins.

Watching the two figures locked in combat, Fang Qingyou's heart was in her throat.

The assassins before were all low-level henchmen, but the man in front of them was clearly the boss who had been hiding behind the scenes all along.

Fang Qingyou couldn't help but worry that if those low-level henchmen had resistance to poison, then this boss was probably poison-infected himself.

Fang Qingyou narrowed her eyes. Although there was a considerable distance between her and the man, she could still feel the poisonous gas emanating from his body as he moved.

If an ordinary person were to come into contact with that kind of poisonous gas, they would probably die in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, she had given Luo Qianmo an antidote beforehand; otherwise, she feared he wouldn't have been able to resist the poison in the man's body.

The most potent poison she carries probably won't have much effect on this man.

After a moment's thought, Fang Qingyou decided to take out the poison that would save her life.

There was only one poison pill, which was given to her by Xiaoyaozi. At the time, he repeatedly told her not to use the poison pill unless it was absolutely necessary.

Just as Fang Qingyou was about to take out the poison pill to deal with this boss, she suddenly felt a chilling aura rapidly approaching.

His eyelids twitched suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw six people wearing fanged masks swinging their swords at him.

These six men, though not as powerful as the man from before, were still far superior to the henchmen from before.

Fang Qingyou's alarm bells rang loudly. If she were to face these six people, she would probably be crushed into dust in an instant.

Almost instantly, Fang Qingyou threw all the remaining hidden weapons on her body at the six people.

Then, he threw all the poison on his body at the six people.

"Clang—clang—" The hidden weapons fell to the ground one after another, and the poison exploded instantly.

Four of the six people collapsed and convulsed, while the other two, though slightly slowed, continued to approach Fang Qingyou.

Having used up all her ranged attacks, Fang Qingyou had no choice but to resort to close-quarters combat.

She knew that death was inevitable, but she hadn't lived enough yet.

Fang Qingyou quickly picked up the swords and knives on the ground, holding one sword in one hand and the other knife in the other, and went to fight the last two.

"Clang—" The swords clashed, producing a piercing sound.

It was at this moment that Fang Qingyou truly realized the strength of the enemy.

Compared to these two, she was as weak as an ant, easily crushed by their foot.

Will her stubbornness and her desperate measures be able to give her a glimmer of hope?

As it turned out, Fang Qingyou's close combat skills were too weak. Although her sword strikes were powerful and aimed at vital points, she was too slow. Before she could even stab, the positions of the two had already changed and the killing moves had been switched.

Deep inside enemy territory, Fang Qingyou not only failed to gain any chance of survival, but was also constantly restrained, putting herself in a situation where she had a slim chance of survival.

Fang Qingyou was very unwilling, but at this moment, what other choice did she have but to fight on?

In just a few moments, Fang Qingyou felt completely exhausted and had reached her limit.

Fang Qingyou was about to stab one of them with her sword when another person swung his knife at her from behind, accompanied by a chilling wind and a murderous aura.

Fang Qingyou could sense the danger behind her, but she couldn't pay attention to it because she was being suppressed by the person in front of her and had no way to save herself.

The current situation has become such that either she will be stabbed to death from the front or cleaved in two from the back.

Waaah, neither of these situations is what she wants.

She didn't want to die, and she especially didn't want to die in such an ugly way!

Woohoo...

"Clang—" In an instant, Fang Qingyou heard a sharp sound of swords clashing, and at the same time, she felt the pressure behind her decrease suddenly, and the murderous aura that had been suppressing her vanished without a trace.

Fang Qingyou didn't need to turn around to know that Luo Qianmo had saved her.

She wasn't stupid enough to think that the fanged masked boss would suddenly have a change of heart and come to her rescue. She'd rather hope the sun rises in the west; that might be a better chance.

Luo Qianmo dealt with the assassin behind Fang Qingyou, then moved to her front and began to deal with another assassin.

With Luo Qianmo's help, Fang Qingyou's disadvantage was instantly reversed.

However, Fang Qingyou dared not relax, because she had not forgotten the existence of the fanged masked boss. His strength was no less than Luo Qianmo's, and logically speaking, Luo Qianmo should not have been able to defeat him so quickly.

As she was thinking this, Fang Qingyou glanced around out of the corner of her eye, and her expression suddenly changed drastically.

When Luo Qianmo came to help her just now, he had obviously temporarily forced back the fanged mask boss, but now he has attacked again.

His body shimmered with a chilling light, and his killing intent surged like a tidal wave.

The fanged masked boss moved like a ghost, and in just a few moments, he had already flown behind Luo Qianmo, his fist clenched, about to strike Luo Qianmo in the back.

That fist could no longer be called a fist, because it was covered with an iron gauntlet full of hard barbs, each barb as thick as a finger, with sharp, blade-like tips that gleamed with a cold, dark light.

That punch would probably smash even an iron man to pieces!

Luo Qianmo must have sensed the danger behind him, but the assassin had him entangled and he couldn't break free for the time being.

Therefore, Fang Qingyou immediately turned around and ran towards the fanged mask boss. It looked like she was about to stab him with her sword, but she secretly threw the poison pill at him.

"You're asking for death!" the fanged masked boss roared, throwing a punch at Fang Qingyou with his other hand—an iron fist covered in spikes.

Fang Qingyou's expression hardened. Just as the iron fist was about to strike her, the poison pill suddenly expanded like a small bullet.

"Bam—"