The Blood Poison Demon Lord's pupils shrank suddenly, he never expected to meet Jun Wushuang here.
His heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.
He immediately planned to retreat and keep a safe distance from Jun Wushuang.
However, the next moment, his expression completely changed.
Because he found that he couldn't move.
Not only can't I move my hands and feet, I can't even use the spiritual energy and blood in my body.
It was as if he had become an ordinary person.
"What's this?"
The Blood Poison Demon looked at the bone chain on his body in horror. He had never heard of such a terrifying treasure.
He is a strong man at the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm, and he is also a Holy Body genius.
He turned into an ordinary person without any fighting power.
This...this is simply incredible!
"receive!"
Jun Wushuang did not give the Blood Poison Demon Lord too much time to be shocked. He stretched out his hand to grab the Blood Poison Demon Lord and directly put the Blood Poison Demon Lord into the Bronze Lord Ring.
Ordinary storage rings cannot store living things.
But Jun Wushuang's Bronze Magic Ring is a top-notch magic weapon that can accommodate even a whole world, let alone living creatures.
And with the White Bone Demon Chain, Jun Wushuang is not afraid of the Blood Poison Demon Lord moving around inside the Bronze Demon Ring.
"Next!"
Jun Wushuang's figure flashed and he ran straight towards Yan Feilong.
The Blood Poison Demon Lord is his first target, and Yan Feilong is his second target.
Now that the Blood Poison Demon Lord has succeeded, if he can take the opportunity to kill Yan Feilong again, the harvest this time will be even more complete.
"Incarnate as Shura!"
Jun Wushuang cast the god-level forbidden technique without hesitation, and immediately transformed into a Shura body again. His strength skyrocketed, comparable to that of a strong man at the fifth or sixth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.
Although Yan Feilong is strong, he is only at the seventh level of the Martial Emperor Realm.
Jun Wushuang couldn't deal with Xuan Song, but he was still quite confident in dealing with a Yan Feilong.
"Jun Wushuang!"
At this time, Yan Feilong also discovered Jun Wushuang, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were shocked.
But he quickly reacted, his eyes showing excitement and enthusiasm.
"You want to take this opportunity to attack me? It's a pity that your wishful thinking was wrong."
"There is a way to heaven but if you don't take it, there is no door to hell and you can break in."
"Since you took the initiative to send it to my door, I can give you a happy one!"
Yan Feilong reached out and grabbed an ice crystal spear in his hand.
After suffering the loss last time, Yan Feilong did not underestimate Jun Wushuang this time.
"Dharma-like integration!"
Without hesitation, Yan Feilong directly used Dharma Fusion, and his entire body was immediately covered in ice, like an ice sculpture.
Yan Feilong practices ice-based skills, and is best at the Yin Ji Chi.
Yan Feilong did not retreat but advanced, charging towards Jun Wushuang excitedly.
He holds an ice crystal spear in his hand, the cathode cold energy bursts out, and under the fusion of Dharma, he displays even more powerful combat power.
A spear thrust out, like a divine dragon waving its tail, flexible and changeable, yet inescapable.
"Shura cuts with one strike!"
Jun Wushuang did not retreat and faced him head-on.
Although the seventh level of the Martial King Realm is strong, Yan Feilong was hit by the aftermath of the battle and was seriously injured. His overall strength is only the fourth and fifth levels of the Martial King Realm.
And he was protected by the magic armor of life and death and blocked by the hell soul-suppressing tower, so he was not affected by the aftermath of the battle.
Coupled with the fact that he cast god-level forbidden arts, his combat power was no weaker than that of the seriously injured Yan Feilong.
when!
The collision of swords and guns erupted with a sharp and harsh sound of gold and iron.
A splendid sparkle flew everywhere, and it was magnificent.
However, Yan Feilong took seven or eight steps back and was defeated by Jun Wushuang.
"Impossible, you are only at the third level of the Heavenly King Realm, how can you be so strong?"
Yan Feilong suddenly raised his head and looked at Jun Wushuang with a horrified expression.
Although he was seriously injured, he still had the fighting power of the Martial Emperor Realm.
But Jun Wushuang, who was at the third level of the Heavenly King Realm, actually forced him back.
How can this be?
"Shura Kill Prison!"
Jun Wushuang didn't waste any time, he stepped forward again, directly activated the magic pattern, and slashed out with one strike.
Immediately, the Shura Killing Prison enveloped Yan Feilong, and hundreds of bloody murderous auras spread across it, trying to cut Yan Feilong into thousands of pieces.
"Teleport!"
Yan Feilong felt the fatal threat, and immediately used the teleportation technique to escape from the Shura Killing Prison.
However, Jun Wushuang had already achieved this move, so he still had one more sword waiting for Yan Feilong.
"Demon King Slayer God Slash!"
The second magic pattern was activated, and suddenly the shadow of a demon king who had killed countless people and was filled with evil spirits appeared. After overlapping with Jun Wushuang, he slashed out with a single sword, seemingly reversibly cutting down the sky and killing the gods.
This sword kills decisively and is unstoppable.
"not good!"
Yan Feilong's pupils shrank suddenly and his eyes were filled with horror.
He struck out with all his strength, and the ice crystal spear shot out horizontally. At the same time, the cathode cold energy condensed into an ice wall in front of him, trying to block the sword.
It's a pity that he misjudged Jun Wushuang's strength, and also misjudged the terror of Shura Demon Sword.
Click!
With one slash, the ice wall was split into two halves.
Although the ice crystal spear is a top-quality Taoist weapon, it is still fragile in front of the Shura Demon Sword and was chopped into two pieces by one sword.
The Shura Demonic Sword was so powerful that it finally landed on Yan Feilong's body, directly cutting through the flesh and blood, creating a bloody wound.
If Yan Feilong hadn't forced himself to retreat at the last moment, I'm afraid this knife would have split him in half.
"escape!"
Seeing how terrifying Jun Wushuang was, Yan Feilong turned around and ran away.
"I was seriously injured today, so I am no match for you."
"When I recover from my injuries, I will push you to the ground and rub you next time."
"A mere junior in the Heavenly King Realm dares to shout at me, you are doomed!"
Yan Feilong was furious and made up his mind to kill Jun Wushuang when his injuries recovered.
"Reach to the sky in one step!"
When the Demon Lin Jiutian Step is used, under the amplification of the god-level forbidden technique, it directly explodes at three times the speed of sound.
Although Yan Feilong mastered the teleportation technique, he was seriously injured at this time and could not use the teleportation technique multiple times.
And his speed is far inferior to Jun Wushuang who can reach three times the speed of sound.
Soon, he was caught up by Jun Wushuang.
"somebody is coming!"
At this moment, Jun Wushuang's mind moved, and his purple devil eyes glanced into the distance.
I saw a red figure speeding towards this direction.
"Luan Hongxiu, Jun Wushuang is here, help me quickly!"
Yan Feilong also saw the red figure, his eyes suddenly glowed with hope, and he shouted for help.
Luan Hongxiu was shocked when she saw Yan Feilong being chased by Jun Wushuang.
"Purple Magic Light!"
"Demon King Slayer God Slash!"
Jun Wushuang gave Yan Feilong no hope of escaping.
The purple magic light roared out, directly damaging Yan Feilong's sea of consciousness. He immediately reached the sky, caught up with Yan Feilong, and cut him down with one strike.
"No!"
Yan Feilong looked frightened and reached out to grab Luan Hongxiu, hoping that Luan Hongxiu could save him.
But Jun Wushuang's sword is too fast.
Whoosh!
The sword flashed and Yan Feilong froze.
I saw his head slipping from his neck and falling to the ground, with a look of deep fear and desire for life on his face.
Jun Wushuang reached out and grabbed his storage ring and took it away.