Chapter 692: Smash him, hammer him

Before the demon's hand touched the Little Angel, the Little Angel had already jumped up, the cloak flipped open, revealing a small excited face, and then she punched the demon in the eye socket.

The demon took a solid punch, his head like being hit by a ram, flew backward, dragging his whole body away, hit his companion behind him, his head tilted, and fainted.

Negris said irritably: "The head is quite hard, didn't blow it up."

The demon's companions were staggered, stood up straight in anger, but found that the little girl had come to them in a sprint.

White flames sprayed from behind the Little Angel, pushing her to spray forward, and at the same time, a straight punch slammed into another demon's face.

Only to see that demon's head flying backward with his body, while spraying a mouthful of blood and a few teeth.

The force of blowing the demon away offset the Little Angel's forward force, letting her stop in place, and then a turning kick kicked the other demon's neck. The demon fell to the ground without a sound.

In the blink of an eye, three demon soldiers lost their combat effectiveness, two of whom were very likely dead.

Until this moment, the other demon soldiers in the team reacted, one after another drawing weapons or transforming. Some demons quickly lined up in a row, sharp horns emerged on their heads, arms bulged, skin cracked, and their aura improved rapidly.

Pink Skirt's expression was shocked, and she said quickly: "It's the hybrid demons of the Earth Demon Lord Jilardo. They are well-trained and have strong combat power, with long-range and short-range coordination. They are very powerful professional soldiers."

Demons have strong bodies and tenacious vitality, and powerful strength, but if there is any shortcoming, it is that they don't understand coordination. Even demons under the same command are messy, rushing up in a swarm when fighting, and retreating in a swarm when losing, completely without the concept of coordination between arms and formations.

And Jilardo's hybrid demons are rare professional soldiers among demons, who can form formations, defend, and attack long-range, coordinating with each other, and can exert combat power far exceeding their numbers.

Anthony asked puzzledly: "Are they very professional? No, right? The team is not lined up neatly, with such a large gap, the Little Angel can drill in with one hit, and it will be a center flowering."

Pink Skirt looked at the Little Angel's size, and then looked at the gap between the hybrid demons, finding it very reasonable.

These demons are all 2.2 or 2.3 meters tall, big and round. For them, the concept of lining up is to line up, and the gap between each other is within two meters. If the enemy can't squeeze through, it's called qualified.

But the Little Angel's 1.4-meter height can drill in with a whoosh. The Little Angel did exactly that, rushing forward, passing through the middle of the front row of demons, and rushing towards those soldiers who hadn't transformed behind.

The demon soldiers behind were condensing fireballs, preparing to smash the enemy, but felt a flower in front of them. A human little girl appeared in front of them with a smile and punched them in the eye socket.

Moving and shifting, the Little Angel fully exerted her size advantage, stirred the demon team into chaos, and soon seven or eight more lay down.

The big demon in the demon team finally couldn't help it, roaring angrily: "Back off, let me come."

Shaking his flesh wings, green flames burned on his body, and his 4-meter-tall body actually shrank inward, soon shrinking to about 1.6 meters.

This kind of big demon, claws are his weapons, only to see his fingernails stretch, harden, and sharpen, just like daggers 20 centimeters long.

Pink Skirt's face changed: "Not good, it's the swift form, the speed is very fast, specifically restraining agile enemies."

"Speed is very fast? How fast can it be? Is it faster than Holy Light?" Negris asked curiously.

"Ah? Holy Light? How fast is Holy Light?" Pink Skirt was stunned. She hadn't seen Holy Light and didn't know how fast Holy Light was.

Although Pink Skirt didn't know how fast Holy Light was, everyone soon knew that the demon was not as fast as Holy Light. With a ping-ping-pong-pong, it fought with the Little Angel.

After fighting for a while, Negris said with some dissatisfaction: "This dead child is playing again."

"Ah? Playing?" The opposite is a big demon, or a swift-form big demon. This little girl looks small, how could she be playing?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the huge flapping sound, a huge demon with four arms and flesh wings, 10 meters tall, slowly flew above everyone.

Pink Skirt's face changed greatly: "Not good, it's the Earth Demon Lord Jilardo. How could he come so fast?"

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Although Earth Demon Lord Jilardo is only at the level of a Demon King, he is an Earth Demon, a powerful combat-type demon. Although Pink Skirt is a Demon Monarch, she is a succubus. In terms of combat power, she is far inferior to a combat-type Demon King.

It's just that Demon Horn City is not Jilardo's territory. He appeared less than two minutes after fighting here. How could it be so fast?

Pink Skirt didn't know that for the sake of the blood sacrifice, the fake Purgatory Demon King had already summoned all the demons.

"The aura is quite strong, Earth Demon? What is the difference from Lava Demon? Are there any special skills?" Anthony asked.

Pink Skirt was stunned for a while, and replied following Anthony's words: "The difference from Lava Demon is that it lacks fire attributes, but Earth power is more powerful. Special skills? Does Earth Quake count? But is it time to talk about this now? Shouldn't we go up and help?"

"No need, just a Demon King, Little Angel can handle it. She has been playing just now, now it's time to get serious," Anthony said.

Pink Skirt was shocked. She was half-believing when the little fat dragon said 'playing'. Anthony also said so, so she had to believe it.

"Really so powerful? I still feel she is too small, I don't even dare to speak loudly when talking to her, for fear she will cry," Pink Skirt said.

"Hehe," Anthony and Negris laughed together. Negris said: "The one who will cry when fighting is definitely you."

Anthony also laughed: "Pay attention to the eye sockets."

Pink Skirt looked at Anthony suspiciously, just wanting to say something, suddenly a force erupted.

Turning her head to look, she saw a pair of snow-white wings spread out behind the Little Angel, holy flames rose from her hands, her speed increased sharply, and she cut into the center line of the swift demon, throwing punches one after another.

Bang bang bang bang... The sound of punches hitting flesh connected into a piece. At first, the swift demon parried a dozen punches, but later couldn't keep up with the Little Angel's speed, and was forcibly pushed away, the punches hitting his body: Pfft pfft...

The holy power penetrated into the body, and holy flames burned on the swift demon's body, making a miserable scream.

Negris then remembered: "Demons are also heretics, right?"

"Yes," Anthony said. No wonder when fighting the swift demon, the Little Angel didn't even use Holy Light power. No wonder Negris said she was playing.

It has been a long time since she moved her hands to beat people. What a painful thing this is for a battle angel, just like letting Ang look at a fertile field but not being able to plant it. Now that she finally caught the opportunity, how could she not play well?

As for the plan they had agreed to disguise themselves and secretly inquire about news, it had long been thrown to the back of her mind by the Little Angel.

Who to blame? Blame that itchy-handed demon soldier. Anyway, it was already exposed, so everyone was too lazy to stop the Little Angel and let her play well.

The swift demon retreated screaming, the Little Angel spread her wings, pushed her hands forward, and a beam of light blasted onto the swift demon, roasting him into a piece of coke.

After dealing with the swift demon, the Little Angel immediately turned her gaze to Earth Demon Lord Jilardo.

And at this time, Jilardo had just landed, looking over in astonishment. He just found an open space to land, how come his big demon subordinate was gone?

The little angel quickly pulled out the Archangel's Staff, planted it into the ground, then pulled out the Great Earth Hammer to hold in his hand, and grinned a brilliant smile at Giraldo.

The Earth Holy Hammer that just came out was still a bit confused, muttering: "Need to loosen the soil again? Let me see what kind of soil, eh? There is Earth power? Demon? Earth Demon?"

The Earth Holy Hammer suddenly became excited: "Oh, smash him, hammer him, leave his heart to me." ===== CHAPTER 693 =====