Chapter 1365: Deliberate Defeat

The Demon General's attention was almost entirely on Monarch Feifeng's hands, so at this moment he paid no heed whatsoever to that faint smile of his.

Instead, seeing that the opponent's speed had slowed, he was immediately overjoyed.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly seized this Cideji Society.

He directly shifted the offensive in his hands, heading straight for Todd Nelson.

At this point Todd Nelson had already prepared himself for being defeated by the opponent, and deliberately pretended, shouting: "Not good!"

The Demon General's blade suddenly swept past his side; Monarch Feifeng made an evasive move, yet still had his arm slashed by the opponent.

The weapon in his hand also dropped to the ground at that very moment.

Seeing this scene, the Demon General could be said to be overjoyed; gripping the weapon in his hand, he once again began charging toward Monarch Feifeng.

With his weapon already dropped, the only way to withstand this attack from the opponent was to rely on his bare hands.

At that very moment, Todd Nelson gauged the timing perfectly and directly performed a bare-handed catch of the blade.

But before he could even rejoice, the opponent's foot came crashing heavily right into his chest.

With that one strike, 190, his whole body was sent flying several meters away, crashing heavily to the ground.

Blood slowly trickled from the corner of Todd Nelson's mouth as he raised his eyes to look at the Demon General opposite him.

"Damn it, I didn't expect to be so careless," Todd Nelson said through gritted teeth, clutching the wound on his chest.

At this moment, the blade in the Demon General's hand was still raised in the air, clearly intending to continue charging toward Todd Nelson.

Todd Nelson inwardly cursed his bad luck, hurriedly got to his feet, and tried to flee.

But the moment he stood up, the opponent's offensive came at him again.

"Damn it!" Todd Nelson cursed angrily.

However, the opponent's attack was simply too fast, leaving him not the slightest chance to dodge or evade the strike; he could only forcibly endure it.

Todd Nelson's gaze fell on a shield that had fallen beside him during the battle; he picked it up and held it in front of himself.

A loud boom was heard.

His shield was smashed to pieces in an instant, and then, under the impact of that tremendous force, his body too was sent flying, finally crashing heavily to the ground. "Cough, cough… cough, cough, cough."

"Damn it, can't beat him at all?" Todd Nelson's face changed, and he shouted loudly to the others around him: "Retreat, retreat, retreat, retreat now!" Even as he spoke, he himself hurriedly got to his feet and swiftly fled into the distance.

Seeing Todd Nelson fleeing in such a sorry state, the Demon General could not help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, how utterly useless, truly so useless — a tiny little setback and he's scared out of his wits. How can someone like that be fit to be a lord? He's simply disgraced every lord who ever lived."

As he spoke, his body had already swiftly pursued after Todd Nelson's retreating back.

"Warriors of the Demon race, heed my command — press the attack and pursue!" he shouted at the top of his voice, his tone brimming with authority.