Above the Xue Lie Pass, a blue light and a dark green demonic aura collided together. The two exploded in the air, radiating a circle of air waves around them.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, the blue light and dark green demonic aura collided. Although silently, the colliding colors still embellished the sky with some colors.

In the small space behind the demon clan camp, the banshee frowned slightly, looked at the sand table in front of her, especially the one below, who had completely fallen into a disadvantage, and couldn't help but curse in her heart.

"waste!"

The master of the human race opposite who took such responsibility with him was stronger than her. If this gap was just a delay, she was more confident that she could do it, but if she wanted to take the initiative to affect the situation, she would be a little overwhelmed.

The reason why she wanted to take the initiative to affect the situation was because the commander of the demon clan below was so harsh. Compared with Yang Yuan, the gap in strength was too obvious.

If this continues, it is probably not enough to take many rounds. Yu Ke will be defeated by Yang Yuan, and may even be seriously injured. Although Yu Ke's failure is already destined, he cannot fail so quickly, and he does not even consume much of the human race's power.

Compared to the banshee on the demon clan, Mo He, who is in a small space, is much easier at this moment. Yang Yuan's strength makes Mo He not need to do anything secretly for the time being, as long as the battle situation is not affected, it is enough.

Seeing Yang Yuan's spear below piercing the palm of the demon clan commander, with absolute strength, the demon clan commander was in danger and had completely mastered the rhythm of the battle.

The spear in his hand was covered with a layer of bloody light. A spear in his hand was like a flying dragon. Where the spear tip attacked, Yu Ke could only be exhausted. Even so, his body was left with scars by the spear.

In the rainy attack, Wu Ke responded in a mess. The anger in his heart had gradually turned his eyes into dark green.

When facing an opponent like Yang Yuan with an extremely ingenious battle skills and terrifying combat experience, in addition to the first attack, every time he waved, he would be interrupted halfway through every wave. This feeling of anger made him feel so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to go crazy.

Finally, when the tip of the spear in Yang Yuan's hand stabbed in lightning again, the fierce and cruel expression had accumulated to the extreme in his eyes, which had completely turned dark green.

He did not choose to avoid this attack, but instead took the initiative to approach and faced the tip of the spear with his shoulder.

The blood-colored spear, with a power that penetrated the sky, broke through the body of the harsh and tough monster and pierced directly through his shoulders.

The moment the spear penetrated his shoulder, a red light flew out from the tip of the spear, piercing a string of demons behind him along the way.

"Roar!" Qi Ke roared loudly, and a dark green demonic aura erupted from his mouth, rushing towards Yang Yuan in front of him like flames.

At the same time, he ignored the spear on his shoulder and endured the pain. His body continued to pounce forward violently. The injured claw also grabbed Yang Yuan again without hesitation.

Yang Yuan has a lot of combat experience. Seeing this kind of fighting style, he naturally knows what the opponent is thinking. He is preparing to exchange injuries for injuries and force him back in this way.

If it were Yang Yuan, when he encountered this kind of playing style, he would be a little cautious and choose to retreat with a clever way.

But now Yang Yuan has little chance of life left and is about to run out of energy. This battle against the demon clan will be his last battle as a commander. There is no need to worry about his own injury or something. Anyway, even if his body is preserved, it will be just burying the decay in the end, not to mention that the other party may not be able to hurt him!

Therefore, seeing the way of fighting with injuries to Yang Yuan's injury was not afraid, but was full of fighting spirit. If the other party really planned this way, then in the last battle of his life, he might be able to kill another commander of the demon clan.

Holding the spear in his hand tightly, Yang Yuan suddenly pulled up hard. His pale hair and beard, which was originally normal, was automatically breeze on his face, and his eyes turned red. His arms, holding the gun bar, swelled in an instant.

This is Yang Yuan's efforts to exert his strength. He has not exerted his strength to the extreme in combat for a while. First, because doing so will bring greater burden to the old body, and second, the opponent he encountered has not been able to force him to the extreme.

"rise!"

A war cry was started, and the demonic aura that sprayed towards him was forcibly dispersed by his war cry. At the same time, Yang Yuan held the hand of the gun handle and suddenly raised it up. The spear in his hand held the huge body of Yu Ke, which was swung by him, drew a semicircle in the air, and then hit the ground hard.

With a violent tremor, half of Qi Ke's huge body was embedded in the ground, and the attack he originally wanted to launch on Yang Yuan was eliminated invisible.

Yu Ke is really going crazy now. Even if he is trying to attack Yang Yuan with injuries, he is still suppressed so easily. Moreover, this is in a head-on confrontation between the two commanders on the battlefield. After this battle, even if he is still alive, he will probably be completely wiped out.

But no matter how angry Yu Ke was in his heart, he could not avoid the situation where he was beaten. The bloody light on the spear in Yang Yuan's hand suddenly seemed to flow, and the gun rod turned in the distant hand. The bloody light covering the surface of the gun body also broke away from the surface of the spear like a whirlwind as the gun rod rotated.

The result of this was that the spear pier that pierced into the shoulder of Wu Ke. A blood-colored whirlwind suddenly spread out, rapidly expanding the wound, which was not too serious. Then Yang Yuan took the opportunity to pull off one of his arms at the moment when the spear broke away from Wu Ke's body.

One arm was torn off from the shoulder, and the heart-wrenching feeling of pain was so heartbreaking that Yu Ke gritted his teeth and did not roar in pain. Instead, he took this opportunity to continue to use the remaining arm to wave the mace and smash it head-on towards Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan could not dodge this attack. He didn't have time to dispel the power of this attack elsewhere, and he didn't need to do so at all.

The spear in his hand flipped quickly, and the gun body was horizontally above, blocking the smash of the mace in front.

"bite!"

A sound of weapons colliding sounded, and Yang Yuan blocked the attack, but the ground under his feet collapsed downward due to the powerful force of the attack.

After the current attack, Yang Yuan, whose eyes were red, rolled up the spear in his hand again, took a step back, pulled the spear back, and quickly advanced forward. The spear turned into a blood-colored light, like a blood-colored lightning, piercing straight into Yuqi's chest.

When Shi Ke felt the sharpness of the shot, the mace in his hand was immediately protected by him.

The next moment, the spear stabbed the mace in Qi Ke's hand, and the powerful force carried on the tip of the spear directly penetrated the mace, almost penetrated the mace.

Before Feng Ke could be glad in his heart, a red light completely penetrated the mace in his hand and then passed through his chest.

After this red light, the tip of the gun, which was shining with a cold light, also penetrated through the mace and stabbed straight into his chest.

At this moment, Yu Ke's anger and depression were completely extinguished by a basin of cold water. He felt a threat of death. If this continued, he could really die in Yang Yuan's hands.

This is not the first time that Shi Ke has seen Yang Yuan. He has used some means to say hello to Yang Yuan from afar on the battlefield, but this is the first time he has really faced each other head-on.

He knew that Yang Yuan was very powerful, but Yu Ke was also very confident in himself. He never expected that this human race, whose life span was about to reach the end, would be so powerful.

"Retreat, or you will die!" Under the threat of death, Qi Ke no longer had much fighting spirit at this moment. What he asked for now was to protect himself.

Qi Ke let go of the mace in his hand. With the help of Yang Yuan's attack, his body quickly retreated. After a distance of distance, he turned around and retreated to the rear of the demon clan camp without any hesitation.

At this time, how could Yang Yuan let him get away easily? He waved the spear in his hand forward, and several semicircular blood-colored air blades slashed towards him, and his steps followed without hesitation.

Qi Ke, who was retreating, felt the attack behind him, and his speed suddenly increased a little more. The blood-colored air blades that Yang Yuan slashed out were easily avoided by him. It was not until Yang Yuan stabbed forward with a distance that Qi Ke quickly turned around, swung his sharp claws quickly to resist the attack, and then retreated to the camp of the demon clan.

The commander fled, and the remaining demon races naturally could not continue to fight. The morale instantly dropped to freezing point. Except for the few demon races who killed red-eyed, everyone else quickly abandoned their opponents and retreated to the demon race's camp.

At this time, facing these demon clans who no longer have the will to fight and are ready to retreat, it is the time for the soldiers of the human race to expand their results.

Under the leadership of the generals under Yang Yuan, the human army is trying its best to expand the results of the war and keep as many demons as possible.

"Damn Yang Yuan and Tu Ruan!" Tu Ruan, who had retreated to the demon clan camp, looked at the battle that still did not stop, or the massacre, and his eyes were shattered at this moment.

He was afraid and angry at Yang Yuan, who was killing the demon army, but he felt completely angry about Tu Ruan. If it weren't for Tu Ruan, he wouldn't have been as passive as he is now, nor would he have been defeated so miserably.
Chapter completed!