Chapter 210

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"If you must insist, die. I will report to the goddess the mistaken act of the elves." The eight winged angel humphed. When he opened his mouth to speak again, he was stopped by an abrupt sword thrust.

Alarmed, the eight winged angel raise his blade to block.

His sword started to hum, his hand trembling.

Qi Aoshuang raised a brow, a bemused smile on her lips. Were they looking down on them?

"Lowly human!" The angel's face ashened. He gripped his sword more tightly so that it did not shake. However, contrary to his words, he was overwhelmed with shock. A trifling human could be this strong? No wonder the goddess was so vested this time.

Qi Aoshuang smiled derisively. This birdman*, he only knew how to talk big!

*The chinese phrase bird man can mean like fucker

Qi Aoshuang absolutely would not give the eight winged angel any slack, her sword flitting rapidly. It was a terrifying sight to behold that emanated the aura of death. Panic flashed across the eight winged angel's eyes. He hastily raised his sword to parry.

Meanwhile, Jean, Leng Lingyun, and Oscar started to engage the remaining six winged angels.

With every clash in mid air between Qi Aoshuang's Azure Ripple blade and the eight winged angel's sword, there was a thunderous clang. Qi Aoshuang frowned. As expected, the eight winged angel was powerful!

As the two were in deadlock, Qi Aoshuang and the eight winged angels assumed serious expressions.

Secretly, the eight winged angel was apprehensive. This human's power was actually equal to his own. Or maybe even stronger? The eight winged angel shivered at the thought. He struck with more force. He could not lose to this heretical human!

Just as the eight winged angel struck with more force, he heard her faint, distinct voice. "Did they send fighter type birdmen this time?" The eight winged angel did not detect the hidden ridicule in the voice.

Vermillion stood to the side, her hands in fists as she nervously watched the circumstances, unable to get involved. Who knows how close the dragon god was. If the eight winged angel summoned again, she was doomed.

Leng Lingyun's situation was most dire. The moment the angel saw he was using Light magic, the angel became even more enraged. He knew that this person was the one who had betrayed the Temple, betrayed the goddess, the Holy Prince. His attacks became even more vicious.

The eight winged angel seemed to know what Qi Aoshuang was thinking. He chuckled coldly, attacking once more. This time, he did not attack with all his power. Qi Aoshuang was in a position where she could not move now.

As time passed, Qi Aoshuang became more tense. It seemed she still could not kill him off. Although she had given him multiple wounds, she had never been able to give the fatal blow. It was as if he was a cockroach. Whenever Qi Aoshuang turned around, wanting to help the people behind her, the eight winged angel would attack with renewed strength. In such an endless cycle, Qi Aoshuang couldn't help but feel vexed. Jean and Leng Lingyun already appeared weary.

"You damn human, how dare you cause the goddess problems." The eight winged angel pinned down Qi Aoshuang's blade strenuously, gritting his teeth. His eyes were now cold and smiling. "Did you think it was only we who descended? Did you think we would let you succeed in collecting all the pieces of the God Feather Heaven Slayer? Do you think your other companions are still alive?"

Qi Aoshuang's eyes widened. Chuxin and Dong Fenghou were in danger! Seeing Qi Aoshuang's expression darken, the eight winged angel became even more delighted.

"Haha, perhaps not even their bodies remain!" The eight winged angel howled with laughter. His devious expression became even more warped as he smiled malevolently.

"You..." Qi Aoshuang lowered her gaze. No one could see her expression. She only spat out this word. Suddenly, her body exploded with icy, cold aura.

"What? Are you sad? Worried?" The eight winged angel laughed loudly, thinking that Qi Aoshuang had suffered a great blow. The best time to strike was now, when she was at her weakest. Thus, he madly brandished his sword as he charged to attack Qi Aoshuang.

But Qi Aoshuang did not move. She only calmly raised her sword to easily block the attack the eight winged angel had put so much strength into.

Huh? The eight winged angel couldn't help but stare blankly. Suddenly, a dense, murderous aura enveloped him. His heart tightened, and he instinctively wanted to back away.

"Hmph!" Qi Aoshuang leveled her gaze now. Her eyes were like cold vortexes, emitting terrifying, cold light.

The eight winged angel was stunned. This was because he had seen Qi Aoshuang's eyes glint with red light.

Red light?! The eight winged angel blinked. He wanted to take a better look to see if Qi Aoshuang's eyes had turned red, but the next moment, all he could see was redness.

It was his own blood.