The diffuse dust and the faint blood red splattered on the ground reflected the spears and knives, the mighty figure, the increasingly fierce fighting spirit, and the killing knife of death.

"Emperor fights the world!" Holding the blood-colored long sword in his hand, he drank again and activated the demon power in his body. The Nine Trouble Demon Emperor flew up with the sword and slashed at the dragon's soul with one sword, tearing the air and breaking through the space.

Split contains incomparable power.

"The dream is inseparable!" Dragon Soul stepped back slightly with his spear, and used his spear skills. Every dance was very mysterious, turning into little stars.

The clanging sound of blades and spear points clashing in the air kept ringing.

From the initial rapid movement to the end where only afterimages could be seen, the two became more and more courageous and fierce as they fought.

Dragon Soul took a step back, and the Nine Trouble Demon Emperor took a step closer.

Retreat, retreat one step at a time, and if you make the slightest mistake, you will be caught off guard by the continuous offensive.

Enter, enter at the edge of the tiger's mouth, one mistake will result in the corpses being separated and penetrated by long guns.

In an open area, two people are fighting in close quarters. One wants to widen the distance, and the other wants to shorten the distance.

Every move he makes is on the verge of victory, defeat, and life and death.

Lin Hua looked at the battle situation and couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking secretly in his heart: 'If this continues, Dragon Soul will be defeated!'

Just as Lin Hua thought, with the same injury, both sides were injured. However, although the Nine Woes Demon Emperor was seriously injured, he became more and more mad as he fought. The power of the sword in his hand did not decrease, but became more powerful and domineering.
Chapter completed!