Just when Ling Hu had just been defeated, two big men rushed out of the demon army behind, one with a black face, and his whole body seemed to condense the essence of darkness, giving people a heavy and oppressive feeling. The sides of his cheeks were covered with thick black hairs, like steel needles dyed by the night, and the roots stood upright, giving him a bit of mysterious majesty. His eyes were like an abyss, as if they could swallow all light, and there was a faint red glow in them, hinting at his vitality and wild instincts. His body was unusually tall, as strong as finely cast copper and iron, and his seemingly bulky body contained incomparable strength. His hands were as hard as steel, and he held a spear in his palm. This spear was like a sharp sword in the night, the tip of the spear shimmered with cold light, and seemed to pierce through all obstacles. His spear, like his faith, was hard and sharp, the only trust he had in charging into battle. His skin is a dark brown color, as if it has been shaped by the years and the environment. On his chest, an ancient demon totem was engraved, and the totem shone in the darkness, and every flicker seemed to tell an ancient story.

The other demon was a blue-faced fang, holding a steel fork, and his face was blue-gray, as if it had been weathered by ancient rocks. His fangs shimmered in the darkness and looked very striking. His eyes were like two deep black holes, devouring all the light, and there was a cunning and murderous light in them. Although his body was not as tall and strong as the previous demon man, he looked more dexterous and athletic. His limbs resemble finely cast bronze and contain great power. In both hands, he held a huge steel fork that shimmered in the darkness like a sword sharpened by time. This steel fork is his honor and his burden, his only tool to survive in this cruel world. His skin was covered with all kinds of ancient totems and scars, which loomed in the darkness, as if to tell his story.

Zhao Da also rushed up and directly confronted the black-haired demon general, only to see Zhao Da holding a long knife in his hand, standing in the center. His long knife was like a meteor in the night sky, illuminating the darkness around him. The sword flickered, and each swing brought a gust of wind and was full of masculinity. The demon general on the opposite side, holding a spear in his hand, faced Zhao Da with a challenging attitude. His spear was like a dragon's tooth, curved like a bow, and the tip was sharp, as if it was about to tear through space. His eyes burned with rage, and his spear was like his soul, determined and fanatical. The confrontation between the two is like a dance, where a powerful dancer competes with a nimble and cunning opponent. Zhao Da's long knife was like a thunderous sword, slashing at the demon generals again and again. Each attack was like a thunderous rage that shook the entire battlefield.

The demon general, on the other hand, responded with a spear, and his movements were extremely nimble, like a fox shuttling through the forest. He skillfully dodged Zhao Da's attacks while unleashing a quick and vicious counterattack. His spear was like a serpent's letter, stabbing directly at Zhao Da's vital point.

The battle between the two sides entered a state of frenzy, and their movements became faster and faster, making it impossible to see. And the air was filled with a tense atmosphere, and every collision of sword light and spear shadow seemed to knock on people's hearts.

Suddenly, Zhao Da changed his tactics. He no longer just attacked, but began to retreat. Seeing this, the demon generals immediately launched an even more fierce attack. At this moment, Zhao Da burst out with unprecedented power, and his long knife was like Thor's hammer, directly shaking the spear of the demon general.

The demon general who had lost his spear showed a brief flaw, and Zhao Da seized this opportunity, his long knife turned into a meteor and slashed directly at his opponent. The demon general was completely defeated by this sword, and his body was split in half under the power of the long knife and fell to the battlefield.

After Zhao Da and Ling Hu killed the demon general, they frantically absorbed the essence blood of the demon general on the battlefield, and after they absorbed the essence blood of the demon general, the realm actually broke through and reached the second layer of the foundation building period, and on the other side, Zhao Er faced the demon general holding the steel fork.

On the boiling battlefield, Zhao held a steel knife and stood in the bloody rain. His steel knife was like lightning in the night sky, illuminating the darkness around him. The sword flickered, and each swing brought a gust of wind, full of fierce aura.

The demon people on the opposite side, holding a steel fork in their hands, faced Zhao Er with a challenging attitude. His steel fork was like a monster's sharp teeth, with sharp tips as if they were about to tear through space. His eyes burned with rage, and his steel fork was like his soul, determined and fanatical.

The confrontation between the two is like a dance, where a powerful dancer competes with a nimble and cunning opponent. Zhao Er's steel knife was like a tornado, slashing at the demon people again and again. Each attack, like the roar of a storm, shook the entire battlefield.

The demon people responded with steel forks, and his movements were extremely flexible, like a fox shuttling through the forest. He skillfully dodged Zhao Er's attacks while unleashing a quick and vicious counterattack. His steel fork was like a poisonous snake's letter, stabbing directly at Zhao Er's vital point.

The battle between the two sides entered a white-hot state, and their movements became faster and faster, making it impossible to see clearly. And the air is full of tension, and every collision of knife light and steel fork seems to knock on people's hearts.

Suddenly, Zhao Er sensed that something was wrong, and the steel fork of the demon clan was like a north wind in the cold winter, rushing towards him with a fierce offensive. Zhao Er reacted immediately, he quickly jumped to the side, barely dodging the blow. However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the demon clan had already seized this opportunity, and his steel fork was like a poisonous snake's letter, stabbing at Zhao Er again.

Zhao Er was caught off guard by this sudden attack, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then the whole person was violently knocked out by the steel fork. He rolled around on the ground a few times before barely getting to his feet.

At this time, Zhao Er found that he had been injured. A deep wound had been cut open in his abdomen by a steel fork, and blood was pouring out. He felt like his strength was draining little by little, but he couldn't give up.

Zhao Jiu held the steel knife and launched a final charge against the demons. His movements were not as nimble as before, but his eyes were more determined than before. He wielded his steel knife and slashed at the demons with the last of his strength.

Facing Zhao Er's attack, the demon once again showed his flexibility and cunning. He skillfully dodged Zhao Er's attack while launching his final attack. His steel fork was like lightning, stabbing directly into Zhao Er's heart.

However, at this moment, Zhao Er showed his determination and courage. He endured the pain and swung the last knife with his last strength. I saw that the demon general was cut in half by Zhao Er, this demon general was also careless, he thought that Zhao Er would dodge or retreat after being stabbed by him, but what he didn't expect was that Zhao Er was more ruthless than their demons, even if he was injured, he had to cut the most powerful knife, and even if he was injured, he would kill the enemy at a critical moment.

After Zhao Er killed the demon general, he began to frantically absorb the essence and blood of the demon clan, and after a while, Zhao Er's injured body visibly recovered, and Zhao Er rushed to the battlefield again.