"A Cyan Armored Ox Demon."
The name flashed through Fang Han's mind.
This type of Demon was known for its strength and defense. With its thick hide and tough flesh, it was one of the more difficult Demons to deal with at the same level.
At this moment, Yun Qianyue's Body Technique was nimble and her Swordsmanship was elegant as she weaved around the Ox Demon like a butterfly flitting through flowers.
Her sword flashed like water, and every strike left a gash on the Ox Demon's body.
Though the Ox Demon had a thick hide, it was gradually failing to hold on against Yun Qianyue's Swordsmanship, which was imbued with Water Momentum.
More than ten vicious wounds already covered its body. Fresh blood gushed out, dyeing its cyan-black hide a deep, dark red.
The Ox Demon was clearly enraged. It let out a series of deafening roars as it charged and thrashed its head wildly.
