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Chapter 178: Chapter 152: Strike with Heavy Punches (2 more updates, asking for monthly passes!)

Creak, creak, creak——

Bone Powder burst open around his body and instantly adhered to his entire body.

The Bone Powder spread along his arm to the Longsword, transforming it into a Bone Blade.

The Longsword, originally stuck a few inches into the demon skin, turned into a Bone Sword and immediately chopped down.

One slash!

Zi—

”Ahhhh!”

-111!

The demon’s palm covering Fang Yu’s face was directly cut off.

Fang Yu also fell to the ground.

As he looked up, his whole body was covered in a layer of pure white bone armor.

His eyes, like lightning, swept across the field and in the next instant...

Bang!

With a push of his foot, he shot out of the Blood Mist like a bullet.

His target was no longer Miao Yueyuan, who still had over 2000 health.

But...

[Wen Chencheng: 622/622.]

[Dai Rutao: 1333/1333.]

That’s right!

Those two, they haven’t transformed!

Everything happened in a flash.

Three clouds of Blood Mist exploded almost sequentially within seconds, yet those two still hadn’t regained their senses!

Opportunity!

Fang Yu only sensed an opportunity.

At the same time, Fang Yu also felt a bit puzzled.

Since it was the Demon Square that first went berserk, why are they now even slower to react than him...

No matter!

Pushing down his thoughts, Fang Yu charged into the crowd like a flash of white lightning.

Miao Yueyuan with 2000 health wasn’t something he could handle quickly.

He must quickly narrow the gap in combat power, otherwise even he would be in danger!

He dived into the thinning Blood Mist.

Without even a moment’s pause, Fang Yu accurately located the nearest Wen Chencheng amid the chaotic crowd.

As he charged past, like a white shadow, he crossed paths with Wen Chencheng.

Zi!!

-300!

Wen Chencheng’s head flew off.

His steps halted, he turned around, his right hand slashing backward, crossing paths again.

The Bone Blade attached to his hand directly bisected Wen Chencheng at the waist!

-200!

As the body split into two...

Bang!

Bang!

Wen Chencheng and Dai Rutao nearby, both exploded into Blood Mist.

Fang Yu, sharp-eyed, noticed that within the bursting Blood Mist of Wen Chencheng, there was a sizzling red steam mixed in!

His expression changed, and Fang Yu immediately dove into the Blood Mist where Wen Chencheng had exploded.

Just as he entered the Blood Mist, a blood-colored claw came at him!

That lightning-fast offensive, rather than being a prepared ambush, seemed more like an instinctual attack at any close target.

Caught off guard, Fang Yu endured the strike of this claw from his face to his chest.

Crack, crack, crack!

Bone Powder exploded wildly, and the ferocious force knocked Fang Yu back.

Upon landing, he looked down.

Bone Armor was heavily clawed, the marks visible, but... the body itself was unharmed.

-1.

Light damage numbers floated above his head.

Fang Yu:...

That’s it?

Just this??

Fang Yu could feel that the claw’s power after going berserk was formidable, not something a 500 health Blood Demon could exhibit.

But unexpectedly, he almost took no damage from that claw.

Is this the defensive power after full armor transformation?

It seemed that except for the impact, other damages were entirely absorbed by the armor.

Operating his Cultivation Technique, the Bone Powder surged, quickly repairing the damaged traces of the Bone Armor.

The claw marks on the Bone Armor quickly healed, leaving only faint marks.

In a few seconds, it had already returned to its original state.

Meanwhile, Fang Yu felt fatigue rising.

Repairing the Bone Armor was not without cost.

Maintaining the Bone Armor was also extremely taxing.

The thing Fang Yu feared most still happened.

If his armor was fully deployed, it would consume a lot of his physical strength, not suitable for prolonged fights.

He had to make a quick decision.

While observing the situation, Fang Yu roared.

”Shen Lan, add points!”

[Attribute Points: 2→0.]

[Constitution: 21.5→23.5.]

[Health: 1106/1107.]

As strength surged, Fang Yu also cleared the situation.

The Blood Mist had completely dissipated.

In front of him stood a headless demon, emitting thin red steam, with a single huge white claw, its body sprouting two blood-red eyes crazily rotating like a madman searching for a target.

[Blood Claw Demon: 100/622.]

On the right, stood a demon with an average body size but a much larger head, its forehead sporting a closed third eye.

[Sharp-Eyed Demon: 1333/1333.]

On the left.

Among a pile of corpses, stood a demon and knelt a person.

The body of the demon resembling a door with limbs, emitting thin red steam.

Within the door-like body, densely distributed blood-red veins pulsated like living things.

And the kneeling person, half-ghoulish on the ground, covered in blood, half an eye squinting, holding a broken Sword, gasping for air.

[Jiangmen Demon: 955/1111]

[Wu Ruqiang: 50/150.]

At first glance, Wu Ruqiang enduring this far seemed quite impressive.

But in reality, her teammates, or rather, the people Fang Yu brought, besides her, had all died.

Even the ordinary people who were standing punished alongside had also perished.

The ground littered with corpses and limbs, earth dyed red with blood, was a horrifying sight.

This woman being alive, was more of a fluke.

Enemy group.

A frenzied, near-death demon.

A full-health Thousand Blood Demon, an almost full-health frenzied Thousand Blood Demon.

Our side.

A badly injured, broken Sword-wielding woman.

Physical strength struggling to keep up with the consumption, but himself the only one able to maintain combat capability.

The situation was extremely tricky.

But the more difficult part wasn’t these three demons, rather...

Fang Yu’s gaze lifted.

A giant shadow had already covered everyone.

That was a four-meter-tall, pole-like lean demon.

Calling it lean was relative to its four-meter height; in reality, its width was also one to two meters.

Black like charcoal, yet its body undulated with flesh, the pole-like main trunk of the body sprouting five or six long arms and two high legs, one of the severed palms already regrowing amidst the writhing flesh.