The Demon Lord glanced at the spirit man who spoke coldly, his face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the spirit man's body shot uncontrollably towards the Demon Lord.

As soon as the spirit man's body reached the Demon Lord's side, the Demon Lord's left hand was raised at a slow speed, and his five fingers were spread out, and he grabbed the disciple's throat with one hand.

"Who gave you the guts, since you dare to speak like this, don't you want to live?"

After the Demon Lord finished speaking, he pinched his left hand vigorously, and the spirit man's neck was like tofu, and he was directly crushed by the Demon Lord.

The corpse in his hand was still on the White Bone Mountain, and the Demon Lord looked at Jun Wushuang defiantly.

"Jun Wushuang, why don't you speak, aren't you very powerful? No matter how he holds his tail now, he can't even protect the disciples of his own temple. ”

As soon as the Demon Lord's words fell, Jun Wushuang's figure appeared behind him, and said lightly: "Is it? ”

Jun Wushuang said to me, and the Divine Monarch Sword wiped towards the Demon Lord's throat.

However, the Demon Lord's strength is not what it used to be, and I saw him hurriedly protect his throat with one hand, and slapped Jun Wushuang's chest with the other hand.

Tear!

The Demon Lord's palm went down, and he suddenly found that his palm hurt, and Jun Wushuang suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Such a fast speed, such a sharp sword, Jun Wushuang, if it weren't for the recovery of the demon body, maybe your sword would kill me, but ......"

The Demon Lord pointed to the wound on the back of his hand that had only broken a layer of skin, and his face showed excitement.

"Jun Wushuang, suffer death."

Confident in the strength of his body, the Demon Lord directly fought with Jun Wushuang for a while, relying on the strength of his body, and the desperate dismissal, many times Jun Wushuang cast a bogey.

The people who lost the continent a few miles away saw that the two masters had already fought, and they were not far behind, and they killed the heavenly demons on the South Road.

For a time, a peerless battle began.

Among them, Xiao Yueyi's memory has recovered most of it, becoming the biggest bright spot on the battlefield, and a large number of heavenly demons have fallen between her hands.

Moreover, in the entire Nanda Road, Xiao Yueyi also ran around, laid out countless formations, and fled to kill the heavenly demons.

And the Heavenly Demon was helpless against Xiao Yueyi, although he sent out all the eighth-order gods and a ninth-order god to hunt down Xiao Yueyi, but by Xiao Yueyi's side, I don't know when a strange strong man appeared, whether it was an eighth-order god or a ninth-order god, he was easily killed.

For a while, the Heavenly Demons began to panic, and some even secretly escaped from the Lost Continent.

This battle lasted for several days, and on this day, Jun Wushuang and the Demon Lord in the sky were still fighting.

Jun Wushuang still looked like he was fluttering in white, his eyes were indescribably arrogant, and he left a wound on the Demon Monarch's body with one sword after another.

On the other hand, the Demon Monarch was already ragged at this time, and he couldn't find a complete piece of skin on his body, and his body was covered with dense wounds, although these were not fatal, but the Demon Lord's heart was full of anger and unwillingness, and his eyes were staring at Jun Wushuang.

However, looking at Jun Wushuang's cold and arrogant appearance, the Demon Lord's mind began to come alive.

"Jun Wushuang, although I can't do anything about you, but I know your weakness, after I catch Xiao Yueyi, I want to see if it's important to kill me, or Xiao Yueyi's important, haha, it's been two days, they should be able to get it!"

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