"No...!" Wei Han shouted loudly, his face almost distorted under the severe pain.
If it had been in the past, Xiao Yan would never be his opponent. However, just now, he suffered a full blow from Du Ming, which caused injuries all over his body, causing his strength to drop a lot. If not, how could Xiao Yan suppress him so easily.
"Save me...Lin Hao, save me quickly!"
"It's too late!" Xiao Yan shouted softly, her figure suddenly approached, and her flesh palm struck him hard. "Bang!" With a loud noise, Wei Han's body exploded instantly, just like Leng Xuan.
, the physical body was destroyed. Although he was knocked out, Wei Han soon discovered that his soul body was still shackles of those silks and could not move.
Just now, his body had resisted the burning of the spiritual fire, but now, after losing his body, his soul body was directly exposed to the spiritual fire. The pain was several times more intense than before.
"grown ups……"
At this moment, the King of Hell, who was dealing with Du Ming and Huang Jing, heard Wei Han's cry. His eyes couldn't help but froze, and his whole body's momentum suddenly burst out, forcing Du Ming and Huang Jing back several meters. Taking this opportunity, he tapped his toes.
, disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he had already appeared beside Wei Han. With a slight wave of his sleeves and robe, the spiritual fire on Wei Han's body immediately dissipated without a trace, and was destroyed along with the silk.
Seeing the King of Hell taking action himself, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that it was impossible to kill Wei Han.
"Huh, it's really useless. You should go first!" The King of Hell said angrily, "I will deal with these people."
"Yes, sir." As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Han said no more and immediately rushed out of the city.
"Du Ming, Huang Jing." Looking at Du Ming and the two who were chasing after them, the King of Hell stood with his hands behind his hands and said word by word: "I will give you one last chance. It's not too late to turn back now."
"Stop talking nonsense, tonight either you die or I die," Du Ming shouted.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I will help you." The King of Hell nodded, and his robes danced in the wind, slowly rising into the air, looking down at everyone, like an emperor descending, looking down on the world. He felt the rapidity on the other side.
With their momentum soaring, Du Ming and Huang Jing looked at each other and nodded, as if they had made some decision.
Immediately, the two people were seen rising into the sky, level with the King of Hell in mid-air, their eyes facing each other.
"Tianming Blade Soul!"
"Blood turns into a sword!"
Amidst the two loud shouts, two streams of rich blood light burst out from their bodies, filling the night sky. Behind Du Ming, a blood soul with a similar shape slowly took shape in the blood light, holding the same hand.
A bloody sword. Compared with the previously condensed Tianming Sword Soul, this Tianming Sword Soul is larger in shape, and the violent aura exuding from it is stronger.
On the other side, a blood sword more than two meters long appeared in front of Huang Jing. The sword was naturally made of blood essence. Although it caused some damage to himself, it was equally powerful. At this moment,
The two of them successively showed off their strongest methods, which represented the final fight. Regardless of success or failure, they had tried their best.
Looking at the King of Hell on the opposite side, when Du Ming and the two were gathering momentum, a bright green light emerged from King of Hell's body. The green light surrounded his body and slowly rotated, like a ferocious dragon and snake.