The pair of judges' pens were flying, and in the terrible demon roar that disturbed people's hearts, Duanmu Jing and the others could only support themselves.

The gap in their strength is too big, speaking of which, Duanmu Jing and this Demon Gate Martial Artist have the same realm, but Duanmu Jing has no spirit with him, if he is alone against this Demon Gate Martial Artist, he will be directly killed in seconds, and there is no room for resistance.

Seeing that Duanmu Jing and the others were already exhausted, the psychic vines that were walking away from the ground suddenly soared.

The green and bewildering green aura was dazzling, and the psychic vine sprang out like a spiritual snake, falling on the hand of the demon sect warrior, quickly spinning, and wanted to wrap his hands around.

The sharp supernatural power pointed out by the flying judge's pen suddenly dimmed.

Duanmu Jing and Jian Daohong were under a steep pressure, and they were immediately overjoyed, taking advantage of the situation to pounce and launch a fierce attack.

Feng Xiaowen also ignored his own injuries and seized the opportunity to exert his magical powers.

Due to the sudden attack of the psychic vine, the demon gate martial artist was greatly affected, and was immediately taken advantage of by Duanmu Jing and the three of them.

"Hmph, there is still a spirit?" Feeling the strange power of the psychic vine, the Demon Gate martial artist snorted coldly, and a dark spirit pattern in his body suddenly appeared, permeating his whole body.

It's a spirit seed!

Chen Yu looked at this scene with a slight chill in his heart.

This kind of thing like a spirit seed only appears on the side of the Qin Kingdom, but I didn't expect that the demon sect martial artists here in the Silent Soul Abyss would have this kind of thing.

In terms of the power of the early stage, the spirit seed is not as good as the spirit. However, the spirit seed can be more closely aligned with the warrior, more targeted, and have more growth potential.

With the crazy flow of black spirit patterns, the momentum of the Demon Gate warrior skyrocketed, and a black hard shell and bone spurs suddenly stretched out from his arm, piercing and tearing the psychic vine.

The psychic vine was pierced into pieces, and there was no longer binding force.

And the entire body of the Demon Gate Warrior was covered with black carapace and bone spurs, becoming hideous and terrifying.

The crazy momentum skyrocketed, and in the still existing demon roar, the Demon Gate Warrior suddenly waved his huge arms, and a pair of judges' pens stabbed out.

Whoa, the field of Duanmu Jing and Jian Daohong was shattered, and the judge's pen pierced the body, leaving a bloody hole on the body.

Blood was spilled, Duanmu Jing and the others were martial artists of the Xuan Yu Realm after all, and they would not die on the spot, but the injuries were not light, and both of them were shocked.

Chen Yu shook his head, beckoned, and the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit appeared, flew out, completely fused with the darkness in the dim cave, and stabbed the body of the pursuing Demon Gate Warrior, piercing through the gap between his body and the void and the reality.

The Demon Gate Warrior's body froze, and he bowed his head suddenly, and his eyes also flashed with spirit patterns, not like a human being.

From the perception transmitted by the Soul Eater Sword Spirit, the Soul Eater Sword Spirit did not completely pierce, but was blocked by a layer of black membrane, only half-entering.

The special sword intent divine power of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit to slash the vitality was also blocked, and although it spread within the body of the Demon Gate Martial Artist, it progressed slowly.

The Demon Gate Martial Artist reached out and pressed the hilt of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, and his voice was cold: "Look for death!"

Chen Yu sighed lightly, the qi and blood in his body were rolling, and the blood flames were all over his body, rushing straight out.

Even the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit couldn't kill the Demon Gate Martial Artist of the third layer of the Xuan Nether Realm, and Chen Yu couldn't hide his strength anymore.

The Wind Transformation Body Method had already been unfolded, and in a flash, he was in front of the Demon Gate Martial Artist, and Chen Yu blasted over with a punch.

The two ghost faces were emitting a sharp roar, and the soul was seducing.

But Chen Yu didn't hear about it, and his expression didn't show the slightest wave.

"Even a mere Spirit Realm martial artist dares to go wild in front of me?" there was already a kind of anger in the voice of the Demon Gate martial artist.

In his opinion, Duanmu Jing and the three early martial artists of the Xuanyun Realm were all objects that he could shoot to death with his hands, and Chen Yu was just a Yunling Realm, completely ignorant of life and death, which was a provocation to him.

The aura of the judge's pen in the hand of the demon gate warrior skyrocketed, and it stabbed straight at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was expressionless and met him with a punch.

Duanmu Jing and the three of them showed a look of shock, and after glancing at each other, they suddenly turned around and swept out, but they didn't even remind Chen Yu out loud.

The three of them are not the opponents of this Demon Gate Martial Artist, and under the suppression of the Demon Gate Martial Artist, they don't even have a chance to escape. Now that Chen Yu has taken action and relieved them of the siege, where can they still care about Chen Yu's life and death?

Bang, the fist collided with the judge's pen, and the extremely sharp pen directly pierced the stubborn stone spirit armor on Chen Yu's fist, pierced into Chen Yu's hand bone, and almost pierced Chen Yu's fist.

With the surge of blood and flames, the power was like a torrent, and under the domineering and unparalleled fist intent of the domineering fist, the Demon Gate warrior only felt as if he had been hit by a brute beast like a mountain. His body shook, his body kicked back, and the judge's pen had to withdraw from Chen Yu's fist.

"Huh?" the Demon Gate Warrior let out a surprised sound, and the judge pen in his other hand came to the air.

Chen Yu didn't dare to carry it hard this time, and the wind body method broke out, and he avoided it with a side step.

Chen Yu felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand, this pair of judge pens of the Demon Gate Martial Arts is indeed worthy of the top-level mysteries, very sharp. If he used his physical body alone to contend with him, Chen Yu would suffer a lot.

"Boy, your companions have all run away, and you are still here to die!" The Demon Gate Warrior suppressed the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, smiling, and a pair of judges' pens pointed out again, and countless dots of pen blades shrouded the void.

Chen Yuer retreated.

The escape of Duanmu Jing and the others naturally couldn't hide Chen Yu's perception, and he didn't care about it, and he didn't have much anger.

Originally, it was a temporary team, and Chen Yu even suspected that Duanmu Jing and the three of them had ill intentions towards him, but now that they ran away, there was no surprise to Chen Yu.

"Die!" The supernatural powers brought up by the pen were intertwined into a net, shrouding down towards Chen Yu.

As soon as Chen Yu raised his hand, the flamingo spirit flew out suddenly, let out a loud roar, and was covered in fire, whistling to meet it.

"Another spirit?" The Demon Gate martial artist was surprised again, and his tone was solemn: "It seems that you are a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect?" There are so many spirits in your body, it is really unusual, it is necessary to capture you alive, cut it open with a knife!"

Under the roar of the demon, the flamingo got closer to the demon warrior, the darker it became, and finally hit the magic net of the judge's pen, was directly torn apart, and flew back with a wail.

"Do you still have hole cards?" The Demon Gate Warrior strode towards Chen Yu, and one step was a few meters.

Chen Yu has retreated to the edge of this open space, and if he retreats again, he will have to retreat into the corridor.

"What a good opponent!" Chen Yu suddenly smiled, with a hint of sincere admiration, "Killing an opponent like you is a bit of a sense of achievement!"

"It's up to you?" the Demon Gate warrior disdained, and a pair of judges' pens shook a thousand pen shadows, "Just grab it!"

Chen Yu grinned and shouted softly: "Xingluo!"

A star instantly rose up, whirled and swirled, rushing into the shadow of the judge's pen.

Chen Yu's eyes flashed with blood, and his whole body was full of blood like fire.

In the burning qi and blood, the majestic and wanton power surged, converging into a vast power.

The thousands of shadows of the star's light rush collided with the two ghosts.

Under the pure starlight, the demonic roars of the two ghost-faced statues became terrible, full of fear, and suddenly became virtual.

Obviously, the star spirit is restraining this kind of dark and strange demon spirit.

The starlight fell on the body of the Demon Gate Warrior, and the spirit patterns on his body could not help but distort and blur, and they were completely suppressed by the star.

"What is this?" The attack of the Demon Gate martial artist was still coming towards Chen Yu, but he himself stopped abruptly and looked at Xingluo with a look of surprise.

Peng, Chen Yu directly smashed the shadow of the judge's pen.

The pure starlight of Xingluo made the Demon Gate Martial Artist feel extremely uncomfortable, and he snorted coldly, and the judge pointed to it.

Under the Blood Flame Eye Technique, Chen Yu saw the gesture of the judge's pen clearly, he turned around, avoided this stroke, did not bully again, but reached out to grab the judge's pen.

This grasp is right.

"Look for death!" the Demon Gate warrior sneered, and the dazzling rune aura on the judge's pen gave birth to a heavy concussive force.

But on Chen Yu's palm, hundreds of blood flames circulated in unison, with the intention of incinerating against the sky, suppressing all the runes and spiritual light.

Chen Yu's huge force controlled the judge's pen and made it not move at all.

The Demon Gate warrior is full of strength, but he can't pull the judge's pen at all.

The other judge's pen fell and was also grabbed by Chen Yu's left hand.

The blood flames flowed, eroding the runes of this pair of peerless mysterious weapons, causing their power to continue to weaken.

There was a brief stalemate between the two sides, and the Demon Gate warrior was shocked and angry, and shouted: "Who are you?"

Chen Yu was too lazy to respond, and pulled the pair of judges to his side.

Peng, suddenly, the Demon Gate warrior suddenly let go.

Chen Yu grabbed a pair of judges' pens and flew out upside down.

The Demon Gate Warrior slapped the storage bag, and a black bead flew out and volleyed towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yuren turned around abruptly in mid-air, and the black beads almost passed by.

Boom, the black beads hit the rock wall and exploded, and the devastating power permeated and devoured everything.

The entire stone chamber space shook violently, collapsing a small half.

Chen Yu's pupils shrank, threw away the judge's pen, and pinched a sword trick.

Hmph, a touch of icy cold sword light suddenly appeared, and it couldn't help but magnify, and the cold of the ten thousand years of Xuan Ice broke out.

The body of the Demon Gate Warrior trembled, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared, and before he could continue to use his methods, the whole person was frozen.

Then, the sword light tore the Demon Gate warrior out, splitting his body in two.

The spirit seed could not stop the sword light.

The torn body of the Demon Gate Warrior was shattered into ice, and the sharp Ice Sword Intent of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit began to converge and flew back into Chen Yu's body.

Chen Yu shook his head, took back all the Star Spirit Psychic Vine Flamingos, put away the pair of judges' pens, and took off the storage bag from the Demon Gate Martial Artist.

"Demon Sect disciple, the strength is really strong!" Looking at the fragments of the corpse of the Demon Gate martial artist, as well as the black qi demon soul that was dissipating inside his body, Chen Yu sighed in his heart.

Just now, he originally wanted to try the hand-to-hand combat power of this demon martial artist, but he didn't expect the latter to actually sacrifice a black bead that can explode a mysterious weapon, and one or two more mysterious weapons are enough to completely collapse this place.

Therefore, Chen Yu had to change the sword path magic power of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit and kill this demon martial artist first.

"At the same time, the third layer of the Xuan Secluded Realm, Shangguan Huofeng and the like of Winning the Expedition are not the opponents of this Demon Gate martial artist at all!" Chen Yu muttered: "The disciples of the Demon Sect are already so good, the elite who came out of the Holy Land, the strength must be even more terrifying!"