With a "chi...", it was the sound of a weapon stabbing into the flesh and blood, but there was no smile on Ying Kongshi's face, and he showed a hint of shock because he knew that his spear did not penetrate Ye Jingyu's heart.

The gun flower dissipated, and Ying Kongshi saw Ye Jingyu's left hand tightly grasping the tip of his gun. The sharp spear tip had cut through his palm, and scarlet blood flowed down his arms, but the gun force of his gun was completely cracked by his grab.

Ying Kongshi wanted to continue stabbing, but he felt that there seemed to be a mountain ahead that could not be stabbed in at all. Even if he wanted to pull it back, he felt like he was clamped by iron pliers, so he could not pull it back.

At this moment, Ying Kongshi really felt Ye Jingyu's power. It was pure flesh-body power, and it had reached this point. How did he practice? How could his flesh-body be so powerful?

Ye Jingyu was not feeling well at this time. Although his left hand grabbed the spearhead, the spearhead easily pierced his skin and even scratched his bones. Unspeakable pain spread throughout his body, but his hand was still tightly grasping, and even blue veins were already exposed on his arm.

There was no pain on his face, and even a faint smile, which was a leisurely and contented smile, without anger or resentment, as if he saw his good friend.

"You are very strong, but you are still no match for me!" Ye Jingyu gently spitted out these words in his mouth, and his eyes were so confident.

Seeing Ye Jingyu's confident expression, Ying Kongshi was about to refute, but suddenly felt a chill coming from behind, and a shock in his heart. He suddenly remembered the Heavenly Venerable Sword that Ye Jingyu had just thrown out.

At this time, he either let go of the Demon Devouring Spear to avoid the galloping sword, or let the sword pierce his body.

But once you let go, it will be difficult to retake the Demon Devouring Spear. How could it be Ye Jingyu's opponent then?

Besides...

The gun is his life, the gun is his soul, his partner, how can he give up...

A decisive look flashed in Ying Kongshi's eyes. His right hand tightly clasped the gun body and suddenly stepped forward. His strength was not as great as Ye Jingyu. His right hand swept over the handle of the gun. He came to Ye Jingyu and smashed Ye Jingyu with one punch.

Seeing Ying Kongshi punching him desperately, Ye Jingyu was shocked. He really didn't expect Ying Kongshi to ignore the danger of being hit by the Heavenly Lord's sword.

However, even though he was surprised, Ye Jingyu also punched out with a punch...

The two of them collided heavily and burst out with huge energy, but this was the void. Except for seeing a huge ball of light, they didn't even hear any sound.

Both of them were shocked at the same time, and Ye Jingyu's left hand, which grabbed the spear head, relaxed slightly. At this time, Ying Kongshi had no intention of retracting the spear, but instead stabbed it hard and continued to stab Ye Jingyu's heart.

Ye Jingyu's heart tightened and his body leaned back, avoiding the fatal shot, but the sharp gun blade drew a long blood mark on his shoulder.

After stabbing this shot, Ying Kongshi's body began to twist, but the Tianzun sword had already reflected back. Although he tried his best to avoid it, a scar about an inch deep was still scratched on the left side of his body. The power of lightning brought by the Tianzun sword even fuzzed his wound, looking very scary.

The two of them bounced away quickly, Ye Jingyu covered his shoulders with one hand, and Ying Kongshi also covered his left side with the other hand, and a look of pity in their eyes showed in their eyes.

Especially Ye Jingyu's eyes were filled with admiration. In such a situation, he could avoid his fatal sword and hurt himself. His combat skills had really reached a peak...

How great would it be if such a person was a friend? But he understood that they could not become friends at all. Since Ying Kongshi first captured Luo Ling'er, they were enemies, enemies that would never end.

The best way to such a powerful enemy is to completely erase it from this world.

"Kill..." With a loud shout, Ye Jingyu's body turned into a stream of light and continued to rush towards Ying Kongshi. Ying Kongshi also snorted coldly, holding the Demon-Devouring Spear in his hand, and fought with Ye Jingyu.

Both of them were amazing and beautiful, and their strength was quite strong. Even though Ye Jingyu had not condensed the fourth golden elixir, his current strength has actually reached the realm of the Demon King, that is, the realm of the supreme level. With the power of the three golden elixirs in his body, his strength is even stronger than Ying Kongshi, who had just been promoted to the Demon King, so he is naturally not afraid of everything around him.

There was no time or space in the void, and the power of the two was so great, they were fighting and fighting non-stop, and they didn't know how long it had passed.

In the Demon Realm, the battle has been going on for seven days and seven nights, and tens of millions of demons have been killed or injured more than six million. The four royal families still have millions of troops, while the Zi Yan tribe and even the Flame Demon tribe have only less than one million people left.

Even the twelve ninth-grade demon kings of the Purple Flame Demon Clan were left with only seven people in order to protect Hei Ming Yingjie and Hei Ming Shixuan. The twelve ninth-grade demon kings of the Evil Nightmare and Blue Feather Clan were also killed by Yan Senxu, and the ninth-grade demon king of the werewolf Clan Qingyi was also killed by Liang Xiaoke who had finished breathing adjustment.

Zhurong and Hanba are now unable to leave the Twelve Heavenly Witch Expiration Formation and have lost Ye Jingyu's control. This formation is just a dead formation. As long as the demons do not rush in, they will not be able to hurt them at all.

Jiufeng and others were naturally still in the formation. With the protection of the formation, they would not be in danger for a while. However, Chi Yixiu and Liang Xiaoke rushed out of the formation and joined the battle against the army. Especially Liang Xiaoke, who had mastered the Three Corpse God Art, relied on his own strength to drag down the remaining ninth-grade demon kings of the Wolf clan with Gongsun Lu. The battle was in a deadlock, but they were still fighting constantly...

Just as this war that almost swept the entire demon world was still in progress, the extreme east land of the Thunder Ze Circle in the Demon World was affiliated with the territory of the Shura clan.

Asura King Asura, who has never been concerned about the world, suddenly walked out of his Shura Palace. Looking at the direction of the war, Asura said lightly: "The Demon Realm has not been in chaos for a long time. You can fight each other. My tribe members should come back to this land!" The moment he finished speaking, Asura's body broke through the void and headed straight to the east of the Demon Realm...

Hei Mingba, who was confronting the three demon kings, changed his face slightly, looked up and looked to the east, frowned: "Three, if you still want to continue to be your current demon kings, then stop?"

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