The red flames spread from his chest like a prairie fire. Yang Yu put on his blood-red battle suit, and a golden light burst out from his eyes.

Without hesitation, he activated [Raging Blood], and Yang Yu's sharp sword blade pierced the chest of the Dark Emperor.

The strange dark emperor stood there without any movement.

The crisp metal collision sounded across the vast plains, and the sword blades and black armor collided to create sparks.

Before the sparks were dissipated in the air, new sparks lit up from the demon king again, and the sound of "ping-ping-pong" was connected in the air.

The onlookers of the Demon Soldiers and the soldiers of Wan Sheng Republic could not catch Yang Yu's movements at all, but they still stared at the battlefield intently.

The Dark Emperor let Yang Yu's attack fall on him, showing his calmness to everyone present, showing his strength, and despising his opponent!

Yang Yu's actions did not slow down by the contempt of the Dark Emperor. He turned into a ruthless pile driving machine, treating the Demon King as a wooden stake that cannot move, and tried every means to continuously optimize the offensive route and try to achieve the highest output.

There are thousands of bosses in the game, and Yang Yu naturally has seen bosses who do not attack or defend at the beginning.

Such a boss will only take action if he continues to output continuously, lowers his health to a certain limit or waits for enough time.

Not only did this battle have to do with the two of them, but countless soldiers are also paying attention to this battle.

The Demon King Wei Dark Emperor wants to bombard the morale of this world through this battle!

When making plans in Demon King City, Emperor Wei Dark heard about Yang Yu's deeds and became more determined to kill Yang Yu.

The Demon King's every move was full of contempt, as if he could gently press Yang Yu to death on the ground and rub him at any time, but on the tactical level, the Demon King always attached importance to Yang Yu.

Before arriving here, the Emperor of Wei Darkness had carefully watched Yang Yu's battle and thought about his strategies to deal with Yang Yu.

The Demon King knew every skill and every habit that Yang Yu had shown in front of them.

The red coat swayed and faded in the air, and the effect of [Raging Blood] came to an end, but Yang Yu's attack did not stop.

The sharp sword rolled up black and coated the blade with deep black. Yang Yu's sword drew a black track in the air and chopped the demon king's head without mercy.

The Demon King slowly raised his hand, stretched out his two fingers, and placed it on the trajectory of the sword blade drifting.

Yang Yu's sword blade touched the Demon King's finger, as if he had drunk fake wine, shaking it over the mountain constructed by the Demon King's fingers and crossing the Demon King's chest.

The Dark Emperor originally planned to use these two fingers to block Yang Yu's attack, but he unexpectedly overturned the car.

Without any embarrassment, the two fingers of the Dark Emperor pointed to the sky together, and the small dark magic circle formed at the fingertips of the Demon King:

"All your attacks are in vain.

Even if I used such a killing move, it would not hurt me at all.

Let you see a little bit, the tip of my iceberg!"

A black vortex formed on the pitch-black small magic circle, rotating and absorbing the surrounding magic power, turning into a black ball the size of a ping-pong ball.

His eyes captured Yang Yu, and the purple light swaying under the helmet of the Dark Emperor suddenly stopped, completely locking Yang Yu.

In an instant, countless heavy iron blocks were pressed on Yang Yu's shoulders, and it was hard to move forward.

Swinging his arm, the Dark Emperor threw out a small black ball.

The black ball flew to Yang Yu in the blink of an eye, and suddenly expanded tens of millions of times the next second, forming a huge black hole two-story high, completely swallowing Yang Yu.

The violent black energy completely exploded with lightning speed.

A huge roar echoed every part of the battlefield, and tall mushroom clouds rose in the center of the explosion.

The onlookers of the Demon Clan and the soldiers of Wan Sheng Republic were frightened. If they were facing the magic of the Demon King, they would have been wiped out by then.

Gu Feng

Can Yang Yu resist the magic of the Demon King?

No one has an answer in his mind.

Before the smoke had dissipated, Yang Yu's figure quickly emerged from the burning black flames.

In everyone's surprise, Yang Yu's sharp sword blade stabbed the Demon King's chest.

"Relying on skills, reducing damage a lot, can you bear it with your body?

I remember there seemed to be a record.

The goddess and apostle have a more dull pain than ordinary people.

Show some strength a little more.

This is a very important battle, and you can't leave too much embarrassment here.

We should decide the winner more quickly, just like I was a long time ago.”

The Demon King took the dodging posture for the first time, and moved his body gently to the right, and easily flashed through Yang Yu's attack.

The black blade was unsheathed, and the black lightning shone on the Demon King's sword blade, slashing towards Yang Yu's neck.

Yang Yu raised his arm and a strange stream of light flashed across the shield.

The Demon King's attack changed its position in mid-air and slashed towards Yang Yu's chest.

"Crackling" sounded, and Yang Yu put his shield on his chest, blocking the devil's slash.

The dense black thunders were like black snakes climbing onto Yang Yu's shoulders. Yang Yu's [reflective coating] did not reflect the magic of the Demon King!

This means that the magic that the Demon King just used was a range magic.

The black current leaped violently, and Yang Yu turned into the center of the storm, and black thunder plunged into the ground, splashing stones and whistling continuously.

With the beating black lightning, Yang Yu rushed out of violent black thunder, and red pierced into his palm, heading straight for the Demon King.

The Emperor of Wei Darkness clearly took Yang Yu's actions into his eyes.

When the black lightning exploded completely, Yang Yu threw away the shield in the center of the explosion, found the lightning where it spread slowly, and escaped from the sky.

It was a pity in my heart that the Dark Emperor held the sword in one hand, and Yang Yu was blocked by his response!

“【Dark Realm…】”

Before the Demon King could finish his skills he wanted to use, thousands of purple thorns broke out from the ground, weaving each other and sweeping towards the Demon King.

The magic is suspended, and the black magic power is like ring after ring, from the soles of the Dark Emperor's feet to the top of his head, building a special defense.

Yang Yu's purple thorns touched the Demon King's black ring, and instantly withered and turned into the purest magic again.

Walking vigorously, Yang Yu took a few steps back and distanced himself from the Demon King.

The black rings spread all over the Demon King's body suddenly spread, like ring-shaped cutting knives passing by.

Yang Yu raised his new shield, and the illusionary shield expanded rapidly. Four or five sharp rings scratched the illusionary shield, and the illusionary shield shattered like glass.

The pointed leaves of the grass flew up with the wind, and a red light floated from Yang Yu's body, rushing out like a red bullet!

Yang Yu felt again that the enemy in front of him was extraordinary, and something flashed through his mind again.
Chapter completed!