"You go help the others first, I'll deal with him." Ying Wushuang fixed his eyes on Long Haochen in front of him and spoke lightly. Judging from the aura of Long Haochen, the current Long Haochen is very different from before. He is now no different from a demon, emitting a strong demonic aura. "Come on, I want to see what skills you have learned in the past five years in the demon clan." There was a long sword in Ying Wushuang's hand. He looked at Long Haochen and said in a cold voice. "Okay, Ying Wushuang, I will make sure you die without a burial place." Long Haochen held a black sword as dark as ink in his hand and pointed it at Ying Wushuang. The next moment, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot. Darkness loomed, and Long Haochen's body instantly appeared behind Ying Wushuang, and his palm suddenly slapped his head! "court death."

Ying Wushuang frowned slightly, swung the sword in his hand, and stabbed out a sharp sword light. The black sword light collided with Long Haochen's fist, and suddenly a crisp sound was made. Ying Wushuang was startled and took a few steps back, with a serious look in his eyes. Although Long Haochen has fallen into demonic form, his strength is still frighteningly powerful. "Ying Wushuang, I know you are very strong, but today, you will definitely die." Long Haochen sneered and rushed forward again. Ying Wushuang's mind was shaken, and his aura suddenly surged. He was like a tiger, fighting fiercely with Long Haochen. "Ying Wushuang, today, you will definitely die." Long Haochen had a gloomy face and was filled with murderous intent. He had already fallen into demonization. Not only had his strength increased dramatically, but his speed had also increased to the extreme. He didn't want to waste time. He had to kill the enemy in front of him as quickly as possible and wipe him out completely. "Huh! Really?" A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Ying Wushuang's mouth. The next moment, Ying Wushuang's figure flashed, and his body turned into a ball of golden light and suddenly approached Long Haochen. There was a strange fluctuation in the golden light. Ying Wushuang has already used his eighth-level Punishment Knight skill, Holy Judgment. The moment Ying Wushuang rushed over, Long Haochen's pupils also contracted. "Ying Wushuang, your talent is indeed amazing, but you will definitely die today, prepare to die!" A ferocious look appeared on Long Haochen's face, and he shouted loudly. In the darkness, Long Haochen's hands suddenly changed into sharp bone claws that swept through the air. He actually used a martial art similar to the Devil's Claw.

A fishy smell spread in the air, causing the temperature around to drop suddenly, and Ying Wushuang couldn't help but get goose bumps on his skin. Ying Wushuang did not dare to be negligent, he could clearly feel the threat released by Long Haochen. He could clearly feel the terrifying aura that made his soul tremble. Ying Wushuang's feet moved to the left and right, while he slashed forward with the sword in both hands. A black streak bloomed in the air and turned into a black sword rain that bombarded Long Haochen. "Bang, bang, bang" Every time a rain of black swords falls, it makes a sound like the clashing of metal. Long Haochen's figure flickered, and every time he appeared, he would fight hard with Ying Wushuang. Ying Wushuang was too fast, and he was able to dodge in time every time, and even reacted to attack Long Haochen. But every time he attacked, he was easily blocked by Long Haochen. The battle between the two was like playing cat and mouse. Although Long Haochen had an overwhelming advantage in strength, it was not easy for him to defeat Ying Wushuang. After all, he had just made a breakthrough not long ago, while Ying Wushuang had spent five years to cultivate to the pinnacle. He also possessed an extraordinary comprehension. With the potential of a genius, he had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation. Therefore, even for Long Haochen, it would be difficult to defeat Ying Wushuang in a short period of time. And Ying Wushuang, after seeing that his attack was ineffective, worked even harder. He wanted to create some distance between himself and Long Haochen, and then look for an opportunity to break through and kill Long Haochen. “Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh” One after another, black light blades suddenly shot out from Ying Wushuang's hands and headed straight towards Long Haochen. The speed of the black light blade was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived next to Long Haochen and stabbed fiercely at Long Haochen's chest. When the black light blade was about to pierce through Long Haochen, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, appeared on the other side, and then appeared again. “Swish, swish” Seven or eight black light blades missed their target and stabbed into the ground, raising a cloud of dust and splashing trails of smoke. Ying Wushuang said sarcastically, "So? You still can't beat me." Long Haochen crossed his arms over his chest, "Really? Who said I can't beat you?" His words were full of confidence; he didn't think Ying Wushuang could defeat him. "Really? Then try it!" There was a hint of mockery in Ying Wushuang's eyes. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and drew a blank in the air. As the gesture ended, a sword light appeared at his wrist. "Ninth level skill, killing god with one stab!" As Ying Wushuang hummed in low voice, the sword light suddenly lit up. Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful sword light rushed straight towards Long Haochen.

There was a terrifying attraction contained in the black halo, as if it wanted to absorb the entire world into its body. Moreover, this black halo has an extremely strong devouring ability. Wherever the black halo passed, a huge deep pit immediately appeared on the ground. Whether it was grass, trees, or rocks, they were all sucked away by the black halo. This scene was so weird that all the spectators opened their eyes wide with shock on their faces. Long Haochen's expression also changed. Ying Wushuang's move had already threatened his life. "Chaos Fire!" Ying Wushuang then used the magician's forbidden spell, Chaos Fire. Under the effect of the forbidden spell and the ninth-level assassin skill, Long Haochen's life was almost locked. Long Haochen wanted to resist, but he saw a spirit furnace appear on Ying Wushuang's body, which was the Reincarnation Spirit Furnace. With the blessing of the Reincarnation Spirit Furnace, the power of the two skills was amplified several times. "Boom boom boom..." Explosions sounded one after another, and before Long Haochen could react, he was already destroyed by these two skills. He felt very unwilling in his heart because he had lost his life before he could use his best skills. What Ying Wushuang wants is to catch the opponent by surprise, with the goal of destroying the opponent with lightning speed. The explosion in the air not only alarmed the fighting demons, but also Feng Xiu in the Demon Palace! (End of book) (End of chapter)