With a slash, it slammed into the helmet of the Demon Shadow Warlord, with the sharpness of the "Blade Will", split it in half, and then slashed into its head, into the wood for three points.

The Demon Shadow Warlord was very tenacious, and it was still alive and kicking after being hit hard, and its right hand waved upward, and Yu Shu passively abandoned the knife to dodge.

"Xu Yingying!"

In the air, Yu Shu gave the order.

Chen Bing rushed to the left side of the Demon Shadow Warlord, and used his life force to freeze his arm, and Jiang Qianqian, who was not far away, also waved his whip and tied his other hand.

At this time, Jin Yihao also eased up, and two air tentacles appeared again, grabbing the legs of the Demon Shadow Warlord.

Huang Xing and Tang Xuwen also followed, punching and stabbing at the sides of the imprisoned Demon Shadow Warlord, but they couldn't do much damage to it.

"Poof"

A gunshot rang out, and a ball of electricity slashed in front of everyone, hitting the Shadow Warrior's face door without helmet protection, blasting its head into minced flesh.

"I don't know what's going on over there."

After the battle was over here, Yu Shu found the black knife from the minced flesh, pulled it out and looked to the other side.

There was the Lord of Shadows standing in the middle, so they couldn't go there to help, they could only watch from afar.

The battle over there is in full swing.

Zhou Zhiqiang was at the front, Han Feng was holding the war hammer at his side to sweep the formation for him, and Tian Yong was standing in the back, protecting the three shooters further behind with the three trialists.

The three shooters were Lin Xiaoxiao, Guo Xue, and a male trialist in the sixth group.

Whenever Zhou Zhiqiang and Han Feng were separated from the Demon Shadow Warrior, those three would find the right time to release the cold gun, no matter whether they could hurt it or not, they wouldn't let it get better anyway.

Zhou Zhiqiang urged the life force and attacked strongly, staggering his fists, wanting to abolish the two arms of the Demon Shadow Warlord first.

With a hoarse roar, the Demon Shadow War's strong hind legs kicked abruptly on the ground, and then rose with strength, retreating backwards like a black streamer, and slashing forward with the saber in his hand while dodging, there was a great momentum that tore Zhou Zhiqiang to pieces, forcing him to retreat.

But Zhou Zhiqiang retreated, and there was Han Feng.

Han Feng slashed out from Zhou Zhiqiang's right side, his body suddenly sank slightly, his center of gravity was steady, and then his right leg kicked the ground violently, his body twisted, and he slammed the hammer with both hands into the left hand of the Demon Shadow Warlord.

At the same time, the male trialist behind him also struck. Before he heard the sound of the gunshot, a bullet flew out and shot at the right hand of the Demon Shadow Warlord.

Looking at this posture, everyone forced the Demon Shadow Warlord not to leave a hand.

But it backfired.

The Demon Shadow Warlord raised his right arm again, blocking Han Feng's war hammer, and slid his body sideways to the right with the help of recoil, successfully dodging the bullet as well.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was behind, suddenly put down the gun, and a momentum erupted on her body, and she activated her life force.

A metal object that looked like a disc but was extremely sharpened around it appeared in the air, and it rushed towards the Shadow Warlord.

Ding, the disc metal collided with the Demon Shadow Warlord's slashing sword, and with a twist of the blade, the disc metal slid past the side of its face, whistling into the wall.

"Boom"

In the next second, the Demon Shadow Battle was punched in the face by Zhou Zhiqiang, and blood was splashed everywhere.

It turned out that just now, Zhou Zhiqiang followed the disc metal, and the Demon Shadow Warrior blocked the disc metal, but he could no longer block his attack. Maybe in the abacus of the Demon Shadow Warlord, it can be blocked, but it just suffers from weapons. The Horse Chopping Knife is five meters long, and because the length is too long, after blocking the disc metal, although the Demon Shadow Warlord made a move, the Horse Chopping Knife could not be withdrawn in time, giving Zhou Zhiqiang an opportunity to take advantage of.

If it were Tang Dao, Zhou Zhiqiang's blow would not have succeeded.

The Demon Shadow Warlord retreated, and Han Feng on the other side rushed again, his footsteps slightly sideways, and then he jumped on the ground, rushed diagonally to the wall, and then stepped two steps against the wall, successfully came to the back of the Demon Shadow Warlord, and hit it on the back with a hammer, causing it to stagger a few steps forward.

Directly in front of him was Zhou Zhiqiang, who was holding a three-edged military thorn in his hand, jumping up before the other party could react, the military thorn pierced into its eye, and then when it landed, another uppercut smashed into the jaw of the Demon Shadow Warlord.

Click!

With such force that its jaws slammed into each other, there was a slight but clear sound of bones breaking.

After landing, Zhou Zhiqiang turned over and jumped up again, kicked the heart shield on the chest of the Demon Shadow Warlord with two kicks, and kicked it back.

Da-da-da-da!

Needless to say, the trialists behind him also knew what to do. Guo Xue and the six groups of male trialists shot together, and Huang Chengcheng's bullets passed through the air, all shooting at the Demon Shadow Warlord's body and face. They were lucky, almost half of the bullets hit it in the face, and it was so bad that it couldn't be ruined anymore.

Boom!

The Shadow Warlord was finally dead, and the corpse fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

These two Demon Shadow Warriors are very pitiful to say, their strength far exceeds that of the trialists, and even Zhou Zhiqiang, who is in the first order state, is not an opponent. It's just that the number of trialists is too many, and they are forced to die by relying on the number of them.

"Now, only the Lord of the Demon Shadow is left......" The battle ended, and the thought popped into everyone's minds.

"Roar"

The two Demon Shadow Warlords were about to die, and the Lord of the Demon Shadows suddenly roared, and then countless black mist appeared in the air, which dispersed and turned into Demon Shadow Slaves.

Suddenly, the corridor was surrounded by shadow slaves, but they only surrounded the crowd and did not attack.

"This will also summon the little brother?" Huang Xing was stunned and felt a little funny, "Shouldn't it be stupid, can it trap us like this?" ”

Yes, although there are a lot of Demon Shadow Slaves, it's just a bit of trouble for us, what the hell is this headmaster doing?

Yu Shu was puzzled, frowning and staring at the principal, and he immediately noticed the difference.

The veins in the Shadow Lord's muscles squirmed, and on the thickest two veins of his arm, there were two thin, transparent tubes that could not be found without looking closely.

The liquid in that tube was red, and if Yu Shu guessed correctly, it was life energy! This Lord of Shadows is dragging his feet for time to recover!

Thinking of this, Yu Shu didn't dare to delay, and immediately shouted: "This Demon Shadow Lord is recovering its strength, interrupt it!" With that, he rushed towards the Lord of Shadows.

"Roar" "Roar" "Roar"

When Yu Shu moved, those Demon Shadow Slaves also seemed to have received orders, and they roared and rushed towards everyone, splitting into two black torrents, blocking everyone's path.

"I'm coming!" Huang Xing snorted, and the meteor rushed to Yu Shu's side quickly, mobilizing his life force.

As his words fell, the skin on his body quickly turned dark green, and at the same time, thorny thorns like military thorns quickly grew on the surface of his skin, making his whole person look like a thorn treeman.

"Kill!" After the sharp thorn appeared outside his body, he let out another roar and rushed directly into the tide of demon shadow slaves. At this moment, he has simply become a battlefield meat grinder, and wherever he passes, those shadow slaves who were hit by him were directly torn apart, turned into black mist and dissipated, and there was no wonder that he could stop it.