"Uhhh

I saw Jun Yisheng at this time, indifferent, just at the moment when Gu Yu's eyes were injured and he lost his mind, Jun Yisheng's body moved, and he broke free of Gu Yu's hand holding his neck.

Holding the magic sword in his right hand, he attached the demonic qi in his dantian to the sword, in fact, Jun Yisheng has not been weak since he cultivated, but Jun Yisheng's personality was relatively cowardly before, so even if there was demonic qi in the dantian, he would not use it.

The current Jun Yisheng has changed his previous cowardly appearance, and his sword is extremely ruthless, and every blow is straight to the point.

Gu Yu saw the ruthlessness of the other party's shot, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, dodging every sword blade of Jun Yisheng, almost all of them were dodged against the skin, and Jun Yisheng's sword was attached to the demonic energy, and the demonic energy was contaminated on Gu Yu's skin, although it didn't hurt much for the Demon Emperor, but this was Jun Yisheng's demonic energy after all, with a little corrosive effect, and it also caused slight damage to Gu Yu.

Seeing that the other party was becoming more and more difficult to deal with, Gu Yu hurriedly took a few steps back and distanced himself from Jun Yisheng.

"Boy, today you were able to let the emperor sacrifice it, and it is your honor to die under it!"

Jun Yisheng waited coldly, flew and stabbed at Gu Yu, this sword was even more ruthless.

A flute appeared in Gu Yu's hand, the flute was dark purple all over, it was made of purple bamboo, and there was a layer of purple-black light attached to it, and there was a harsh sound as soon as it was born. Gu Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, put the flute under his mouth, and blew it gently.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and I saw that the demonic qi in the air was all gathered here, and under the command of Gu Yu's flute, the demonic qi changed into a huge claw, enveloping Jun Yisheng in the past.

Gu Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, this trick is never tired of trying, often the other party will be suppressed by the giant claws of this demonic energy, at least to control the other party's actions, and at worst to end the other party's life.

Mo Hua Yesha, who was in Jun Yisheng's sea of knowledge, also smiled when he saw this scene, although he didn't know what happened to Jun Yisheng, why he made a move and even his personality changed drastically, but just this trick of the Demon Emperor may have some effect on others, but for Jun Yisheng, a natural demon god, just a little demonic energy can just be turned into nourishment.

Soon the huge devil's claws dissipated, and Gu Yu saw that after the devil's claws dissipated, there was no other party's figure under the purple demonic qi, only when the other party was corroded and melted by the demonic qi.

However, a sword swept by, stabbing Gu Yu directly, and as soon as the sword was raised, the purple bamboo flute in Gu Yu's hand flew out.

"You!" Gu Yu's eyes widened. Because the other party was not only not corroded and melted, but the demonic energy on his body was flourishing.

Gu Yu really realized the strength of the other party at this moment.

Jun Yisheng quickly raised his hand and grabbed Gu Yu's neck, exactly the same posture as Gu Yu just now, but completely twisted.

When the ministers and patriarchs of all ethnic groups saw this scene, they opened their mouths in complete exaggeration, they all knew the strength of the Demon Emperor, and when it came to heads-up, no one was his opponent, not to mention that the Demon Emperor was forced to sacrifice the purple bamboo flute...... It seems that this young man is not simple......

The contempt in Gu Yu's eyes disappeared, urging the demonic qi in his body to spread all over his body.

Jun Yisheng only felt that his palm was pierced by something similar to scales, but he didn't let go, but instead used his fingertips to force his fingertips, and shot fiercely to kill the other party......

This is by no means what Jun Yisheng would do before, but at this moment, Jun Yisheng's eyes are as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if nothing will make him feel any waves in his heart.