Despair filled the whole body, and the feeling of powerlessness was filled.

The heavy blow came from his head, and the pain was numb. Quan Yong wanted to raise his head hard, but it didn't help.

Every time he raised his head, Yan Yu stepped on it harder.

Yan Yu laughed wildly excitedly, and his trembling body couldn't help but laugh fiercely, making Quan Yong fall into the abyss of despair again and again.

"Damn it, try stepping on it again?" Quan Yongru's head was pressed into the deep water, almost suffocating, but when the next step came.

Quan Yong tried his best to lift the sword upwards. A sharp sword energy flashed in the darkness, and suddenly hooked it and slashed it straight towards Yan Yu's leg.

Sorry!

Yan Yu frowned, and a creepy scar broke into his legs, and boiling blood flowed out of it, but he didn't feel any pain at all, but became more and more excited.

"What? What else do you want to do?" Yan Yu was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, his hand had already grasped Quan Yong's neck.

Quan Yong was lifted up, powerless to resist. He kept waving the blazing sword in his hand, but the blazing sword with golden light seemed to be slowly fading.

"Let me go!" Quan Yong's face turned red, his face was covered with blood and his eyes were red.

Countless demon horns were laughing around him, and Yue Yan laughed so hard that his chest was pressed against his back. Yan Yu's smirk was the sharpest.

The harsh sneered in Quan Yong's ears, the suffocation tightened his gaze, and his vision became blurry.

"I can finally achieve great perfection. As long as I squeeze all this guy dry and refine it into a red essence bead pill, plus the most evil thing, I can cultivate another red demon eye. By then, I will have a whole pair of red demon eyes!" Yan Yu laughed wildly.

"At that time, my curse power will reach its peak, and then I will gain a true immortal body, become the master of everything, the king of curses!" Yan Yu raised his head and enjoyed this moment.

"Congratulations!" All the demon horned tribes knelt down and surrendered.

Yan Yu let go and threw Quan Yong on the ground.

"Cough cough." Quan Yong fell heavily to the ground, and then he kept coughing up bleeding while holding his throat.

The blood stained the sword, and the sword body reflected the unwillingness on Quan Yong's face.

"Damn it! Why am I so weak!" Quan Yong said angrily, then he gritted his teeth and stared at Yan Yu.

The demon-horned clans were surrounded by the ground, and the hostages of the barbarians were curled up on the ground. They all looked desperate, with a dead face, and they lay motionless on the ground.

Seeing that Yan Yu's legs were still bleeding, Quan Yong once again tightly grasped the blazing sword in his hand, and then his heart became ruthless.

So what if the gap is big, with this blazing sword, you can kill all the desperate things in the world.

Quan Yong mustered up his courage and used all his soul power to ignite the soul power of his body. The rapidly ignited soul power, like an engine filled with horsepower, flew away quickly with a bang.

Yan Yu glanced at him and captured Quan Yong's figure.

The fiery sword stabbed and raised a gust of hot wind. Quan Yong was a war-torn emperor, and he used all his strength to make a move, which was powerful.

However, even if you fight with all your strength, the strong man above his realm can detect flaws in an instant.

"Don't seek death." Yan Yu waved his hand with the sound of the wind and swung straight away like an iron rod.

The hand was like a demon's claw, wandering against Quan Yong's stabbing and slashing quickly, directly discounting Quan Yong's wrist.

Quan Yong wanted to shout in pain, but he took a deep breath. The light of the blazing sword flashed instantly, and then supported the meridians on Quan Yong's wrist, and instantly the power surged up.

Yan Yu was shocked and retreated in an instant.

Quan Yong seemed to be crazy, and the muscles in his body became tense and swelled, and his blood burned on him. With the sound of roars, he slashed strongly and swung his body towards Yan Yu.

The blazing sword seemed to be afraid that he would not be able to cut it, so he broke free from Quan Yong's hand and flew away by himself.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

This ordinary sword blade actually has its own sword spirit.

No, it should be the resentment of this sword.

The sword body seemed to have a pair of flame-shaped wings, flying out, leaving behind a burnt tail flame.

With huge power coming, Yan Yu had no way out.

Sorry!

The blazing sword pierced directly into Yan Yu's heart, but Yan Yu's hand had completely stopped it, and the tip had been soaked in Yan Yu's flesh and blood overflowed.

"Damn it! It must be him!" Yan Yu felt his red demon eyes hurt violently, as if it was about to burn, and it exploded with heat.

"Sir!" Yue Yan exclaimed, then became angry and wanted to take action.

"Stop!" Yan Yu said angrily. He was struggling to remove the force from Chi Jian's body. His hand that was holding the sword's body had been cut to pieces and was blurred with blood, but the corners of his mouth kept rising.

After that, Quan Yong rushed over and used all his strength to push the sword.

The tip of the fiery sword further pierced into his heart, and blood spit out from the corner of Yan Yu's mouth. He only opened one eye and turned his other eye through his eyelid for some reason.

Quan Yong didn't care about anything at all. Now is a great opportunity to kill Yan Yu. This must be the remnant left by the hero. Otherwise, why would this blazing sword surpass his will and control the miracle power with a stronger will, and hurt Yan Yu.

"Go to die! Your Demon Horn Clan is so arrogant that it's over! I'll kill you all if I fight my whole life!" Quan Yong shouted wildly, his pupils trembled, and the blood in his body boiled. It's only one step away to kill him!

Yan Yu smiled, and blood in his mouth spilled out, and his face still looked disdainful: "Just you, I just want to take this opportunity to get rid of this sword. Otherwise, do you think you will have a chance?"

Quan Yong was stunned and suddenly felt palpitations, "You, what do you mean?"

Just at this moment when he was stunned, Yan Yu opened his other eye!

Quan Yong's eyes were wide open, and he could hardly turn his eyes to see the eye. The red pupils, as if they were full of red and creepy as wild beasts, seemed to have a bloody mouth and grinning with fangs, as if they were about to completely swallow him in the next moment!

"Be my slave and surrender to me forever!" Yan Yu smiled strangely.

A force of withdrawal fell from the sky, and Quan Yong suddenly retreated thousands of miles away from the spot. He was pushed to an invisible place, but he could deeply feel Yan Yu's burning and creepy gaze.

Suddenly, Quan Yong took a deep breath. Yan Yu stared at him deeply from the top, and the red demon eye glared at him fiercely!

"What?!" Quan Yong exclaimed, he was trapped in the red, and the dirty blood pool slowly engulfed him!

"Sir, what are you doing? Why do you need to kill that kid?" Yue Yan said hurriedly. If Yan Yu's body was hurt at all, he would be destroyed.

Yan Yu grinned, and the blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He could not feel the pain, but the pain that burned the red demon eyes like a burst made him worse than death.

"The sword that kid is holding cannot be kept. If you destroy the sword, hurry up!" Yan Yu ordered hurriedly.

Yue Yan was so scared that he had seen Yan Yu like this for the first time. It seemed that this sword was the same as that time.

"Yes!" Yue Yan hurriedly ran over.ωωw..net

In reality, Quan Yong stood there in a daze, his soul had been completely withdrawn.

This is what I just saw in the curse. The soul was pulled away from the world of cursed. After a period of contact, Quan Yong will be completely controlled and allowed to be pulled by the curse red line, and finally become a puppet.

The flaming sword fell to the ground like this, and the golden light on its body was constantly flashing, and it became more and more urgent. The hatred in the sword body had not yet been resolved, and the energy in its body continued to expand.

Yan Yu held his chest, and the wound was injured by the flaming sword, which prevented his wound from recovering and blood was still flowing, which was not enough to make him die.

What can make him die is the red demon eyes that are so painful that they make him grin.

The Red Devil Eye is gradually formed by the bloodline of a powerful barbarian, plus the most evil thing, after a period of forbidden secret technique.

Yan Yu has been looking for the same matching bloodline for a hundred years, in order to refine a pair of red demon eyes.

However, the matching bloodline was hard to find. He searched all over the world and even spent a lot of time to open underground dark city. He ran huge transactions every day and night to screen out the powerful barbarians in the world.

Hundreds of years have passed, but he still has not been able to find the bloodline that can refine another red demon eye. It must have been that man who perfectly hid the other tribe.

Yan Yu was extremely hated, and his long-cherished wish had not been fulfilled. He had been waiting for hundreds of years just to achieve great perfection!

When he saw the blazing sword, the hidden pain of the red demon eyes, he instantly understood everything. What he was looking for was actually right next to him!

Just as Yueyan approached Quan Yong and wanted to pick up the fiery sword.

Quan Yong suddenly roared, and his eyes turned back with a rolling roll, then he knelt down violently, vomiting a large pool of dirty blood.

Yan Yu was shocked, and then he suddenly screamed, and his red demon eye was bleeding!

"Sir!!!" Yue Yan was so scared that he spoke.

Quan Yong took a deep breath, and a violent fire seemed to ignite his chest, the pain was indescribable, his body seemed to have lost control, and his whole body was numb.

But he had to step forward, "I have to escape, I have to escape!!! Only by escaping, only by escaping can there be hope!" He shouted in his heart.

Quanyong walked away desperately, but his tense body was no longer qualified to stand up.

He fell to the ground, feeling full of despair

"That human race, that human race can definitely save us! I must, I must tell him everything!" Quan Yong struggled in his heart, and suddenly his hand touched a bit of heat.

He was stunned for a moment, and Quan Yong felt unprecedented power.

At this time, Yan Yu was screaming in a mad manner, and pain filled his whole body. His red demon eye seemed to want to fly out of his eye sockets. Yan Yu pressed it back hard.
Chapter completed!