Dragon Prince Yuan

“Dark Sky Demon...”

Zhou Yuan's eyes looked slightly at the black shadow that stood behind Han Yuan, and the palpitating murderous scent emanated from the latter, even he felt the chills of the formation.

The sword pills suspended from the front of the Zhouyuan, and the sword's light spread, turning into a sharp unmatched sword shadow.

Whoa!

The next moment, the sword shadow burst out, as soon as thunder struck, pointing straight at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan stood in the void, the tattoo didn't move, and stayed at a distance from the face door, but when the black sickle burst out, severely chopped on the shadow, suddenly the sword light broke, the sword ball shook, and reflexed back.

Whoops!

Sword balls were reflexed, and the Dark Sky Demon vanished into place empty-handed.

Zhou Yuan stepped forward at this time, and behind him came a bursting wind, the sickle light shadow clinging to his body chopped down, even the void tearing a trace.

One knife disappeared, the light changed again, wrapped in the atmosphere of killing, set a trajectory of diamonds, and cut directly against Zhou Yuan's neck.

Zhou Yuan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, this black demon was amazing fast, and he didn't know what it was, but in the face of the razor-sharp sickle, he wasn't panicked. Five fingers were sharply gripped, with snow and white bristles spread out, covering his fists, like boxes.

Boo!

He punched out and collided with the sickle knife light.

The void had ripple vibrations, and at the moment of the collision, the circumference could clearly feel the atmosphere of brutal killing coming from the sickle, trying to rush into his body.

Ho!

However, without waiting for the atmosphere of atrocity killings to spread, the clamour of the town in Zhouyuan came out and quickly extinguished it.

But this confrontation made Zhou Yuan understand the strength of the Black Sky Demon, which possesses almost all the strength of the source gas of Han Yuan, combined with the innate atrocity killings, in terms of fighting power, even beyond Han Yuan himself.

But when Han Yuan summoned the Black Sky Demon, his own source of gas was a defect that prevented him from participating in the war. Otherwise, the current circumference would fall into an enemy dilemma.

Oh, no!

The shadow of the Dark Sky is like a ghost, and the sickle in your hand is turned into countless rays of knife light, like a wave to lay heavenly slaughter against Zhouyuan.

Boo!

In the next few interest hours, Zhou Yuan and the Dark Sky Demon lightning strike for dozens of rounds, every hard touch, his steps will be half a step backwards, this Dark Sky Demon's fighting power is fierce, even he is a little down wind.

No wonder Han Yuan saw this as a killing move.

However, although the situation may seem to have fallen into the wind, the divine colour of the circumference is ancient well, and the Black Sky Demon, although heinous, is ultimately unlikely to possess the same sense of battle as humankind and the certainty that the situation has changed.

Boo!

It was another hard touch, but this time, Zhou Yuan's eyes were flashing. Instead of not retreating, he took a step forward. The shadow strangely approached the Dark Sky Demon and appeared in a slightly blind area where the sickle waved. At the same time, he grasped the hand, and the sword was turned into sword light appeared in his hand.

Whoa!

Zhou Yuan's figure appeared dozens of steps away, and that sword light, however, directly penetrated the black demon's chest.

There was a lot of noise in the outside world. Did Han Yuan's hard-working black demon just get rid of it?

However, Zhou Yuan did not have much joy in his eyes when he hit him. Instead, he swept past the skepticism because he found that the black demon penetrated by his sword hole was still strong and did not diminish in any way.

Halfway through the air, Han Yuanyan smiled faintly: "Master Zhou Yuankou, your sword marble technique is indeed unmatched, but unfortunately, it will not do much for my black demon. ”

Zhou Yuan's eyebrows also wrinkled at this time. He stared closely at the Dark Sky Demon. After a moment, his mind suddenly moved, because he found that under the vast source gas fluctuations that the Dark Sky Demon haunted, it was hidden with a hint of spiritual fluctuations that emanated.

“This Dark Sky Demon is the soul of God at its core, driving the Qi? ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes were surprised by the grandeur. No wonder his previous sword had not had much effect, because the core of this black demon was some kind of god soul or beast soul, and pure source gas attacks for the god soul class were reduced.

So, without directly destroying its inner core of the divine soul, and constantly attacking the circumference, it will be able to quickly recover, to last, and instead the circumference will be consumed by its life.

To destroy the core of the divine soul, it must be attacked with the power of the divine soul, but the power of the pure divine soul is difficult to break through the source gas defense of its appearance.

This is where the Dark Sky Demon makes people feel tricky.

Whoa!

However, just as Zhou Yuan's mind turned, there was a stormy wind ahead of him. The tall body of the Black Sky Demon carried a shadow over the circumference. The black sickle was directly wrapped in the killing atmosphere, pierced the void, and severely slashed against Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuanshadow regressed.

Boom!

Above the ground, the sickle of the Dark Sky demon ripped out deep traces, offensive fury.

Ho, ho!

And as the offense became crazier and crazier, the black demon hovered the sky, and the source gas in the heavens and the earth was swallowed into its mouth, and suddenly the torso climbed, and the onset of the offense was even more terrifying, constantly chopping to the circumference.

So the situation in the field, the week seemed to be absolutely downwind.

The outside world, the Fire Palace, Zoya saw this scene and couldn't help laughing, "I thought this week's strength was what Han Yuan forced me to do...”

Zhu Refining shook his head. "It is the Zhu Refining Pavilion Master who is hiding too deeply. He is a black demon who has never seen him perform before. It is extremely troublesome, not to mention Zhou Yuan. Even Brother Lu Qiao will probably be entwined for a while. ”

Zuoya whispered, "If Han Yuan really gets in the way this week, it's a joke. ”

Wind Pavilion, Yi Qiu Shui, Ye Bingling and others are all staring at the battle scene in the square. They also have to lament about this hiding of Han Yuan. None of them can be the master of the Fourth Pavilion. It is simple indeed.

Though the current week seemed to be in the downwind, the two women did not show much fear, as they had the same confidence in the week.

They don't believe that Zhou Yuan will really be blocked here by Han Yuan.

...

Boom!

The black sickle chopped off, a deep crack spread and the smoke spread.

The heel of the circumference backfired against the ground.

Whoops!

However, the Black Sky Demon was faster and appeared directly behind him. The sickle light shadow directly tore the void, severely cutting off Zhouyuan's head.

Zhou Yuan's eyes, also at this time, emerged a sharp colour, his palms, the snow and white hairs gushed out, as quickly as possible to turn dark.

Boo!

His palms grabbed directly against the blade, and the blade rubbed wildly against the dark fur, making a stinging squeak.

“Humph!" On the void, Han Yuan saw, a cold hum, on the sickle, the poisonous, the longer the contact, the deeper the poison gas erosion.

On Zhouyuan's arm, the black fog rapidly spread, but he was calm, the sleeve robe trembled at this time, a brilliant sword light burst out, and once again pierced the body of the Black Sky Demon.

“It's no use!” Han Yuan's voice is indifferent.

“Zhou Yuan, it looks like you're going to lose this time. ”

For this attack, Zhou Yuan was born with the erosion of poison gas. At this time, it can be seen that there is a black smell in his arms, and once the poison gas spreads, then Zhou Yuan will be unable to help himself.

“Not necessarily.” The sound of the Zhou Yuan also sounds at this time.

Han Yuan frowned, but the next moment, he suddenly noticed something and suddenly looked at the hole through the black demon's body with the sword light.

At this time, the sword light gradually broke apart, only inside the sword light, there was a lantern-like fiction hidden.

And inside the lantern, there's a bear flame burning.

That's...

“Soul flame?!” The color of Han Yuan has changed dramatically.

This Zhouyuan is hiding the soul flame in the light of the sword, trying to send it inside and destroy the dark demon's soul core.

“What a crook!” Han Yuan's hands quickly stamped, only inside the Dark Sky Demon, and suddenly an infinite black fog swept out and swept towards the soulfire.

“But I already knew that you possessed the spirit of the kingdom. With your early psychitis, you wanted to destroy the core of the Dark Sky Demon. I'm afraid it's not enough! ”

Han Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and the soul of the Realm was able to condense the soul inflammation, how could he not make some preparations?

These black poison fogs hidden inside the Dark Sky Demon are enough to counteract an early Soulitis!

Zhou Yuan was also aware of the black poison fog that swept through him. He shook his head and didn't say much. He just had a soft voice in his mouth: “Soul lamp! ”

Bear!

At the moment his voice fell, in the lantern, suddenly a bear soulfire roared out, like a python hissing, directly colliding with the infinite black poison fog, the soulfire rose, and the poison fog was instantly burned clean.

Han Yuan's pupils contracted sharply, his body was cold, and he found Zhou Yuan's soulfish masculinity, far beyond the ordinary early phase of transformation.

Soul flame python lightning out, directly wrapped somewhere in the Dark Sky demon, the invisible flame rose to the room, where the core of the discarded soul disappeared.

Aah!

The Dark Sky Demon made a tsunami sound, and the dark mist burst wildly out of his body. In a few short breaths, it turned into a black ash.

Pfft!

The Dark Sky Demon was destroyed, and Han Yuantong, connected to it, bled out, and the next moment his figure hurriedly backfired.

However, just a few steps back, his figure had to stop because behind him, a sword had resisted the vest, a sharp sword, stabbed a blood spot in his back and blood had dripped down.

That sharp cold air penetrates deep inside.

In the square, Zhou Yuan dissolved all the poison gas on his arm, then dumped his palm and stared blankly at Han Yuan in the middle of the sky.

He was consciously satisfied with this counterattack. He only used demonic swordball and soul lamp technology, which was to destroy Han Yuan's killing technique, and the source gas consumption was not very great.

Halfway through the sky, Han Yuan was a little unhappy, but eventually he fell down. He didn't expect to hide his killings for so long. Before he met Lu Qiao, he had fallen into the sand...

This cabinet master, it's really not easy.

Han Yuan went to the blood on the corner of his mouth, his figure slowly fell under the countless gaze, some difficult words: “Master Zhou Yuan's good means, I lost. ”

Zhou Yuan's sleeve robe waved and disappeared against the sword shadow behind Han Yuan. A sword ball shot at Zhou Yuan. He swallowed his mouth and then held his fist and smiled.

“Master Han Yuankou, promised. ”

The main contender of the General Council, Zhou Yuan first in the next round.