114 Dark Minions

A big cross-shaped wound was visible on the body of Demon Yule. Blood and innards were bursting out from it. Even his mouth started to vomit.

Yeman's mouth extended to a smile. That technique just now, he wondered what it was. It looks cool and overwhelming. It looks divine too. Perfect against a demon opponent.

However, before they could celebrate, "Har, har, har!" they heard Demon Yule's hoarse and eerie chuckle.

Sword Martial Turo's instinct screamed for the coming danger! Without wasting time, he ducked! 

Whoosh!

Just right when he ducked, a big flat knife passed an inch above his head. Although he was able to dodge it, some strands of his hair flew in the air.

Sword Martial and even Yeman showed surprised faces. They wondered how Demon Yule could still move even with such a wound.