"It's not an opponent? Why didn't I see it!" the sword madman widened his eyes and frowned slightly when watching the battle in the field.

"Didn't the elder find that these demons have an advantage!" Zhao Yuande said.

"Advantage?" there was doubt in the voice of the sword madman.

"Yes! They don't care about the life and death of others on their side, and even kill their own people together! This makes them really unscrupulous and can give full play to their most powerful strength." Zhao Yuande said, "and the three people are obviously tied up, you see..."

Zhao Yuande points in one direction.

The sword madman looked in the direction of his fingers and saw a thrilling scene.

The black demon dragon dodged the crazy attack of deputy general Jin, found a gap, turned and spewed out a long black river.

As soon as the long black river is sprayed, it corrodes the void around it into big holes, which obviously has a terrible poison.

A strong smell spread all over the battlefield in an instant, and all the soldiers who smelled the smell shook their bodies.

The direction of this long black river is a battlefield in war, where a large number of soldiers of the 13th blood slaughter team are fighting with the demon clan.

This long black river is as long as ten thousand feet. As long as it spits in that area, I'm afraid that area will be submerged in an instant.

Countless soldiers will be turned into pus in an instant!

The black armour general, called deputy general Jin, saw this scene and immediately looked at it. He knew that if he didn't stop all this, thousands of soldiers of the 13th blood slaughter team would be destroyed.

"Stop!" deputy general Jin roared repeatedly, and his body as high as ten thousand feet appeared above the area, directly blocking the long black river with his body.

"Zizi!"

The water of the long black river instantly corroded the armor on deputy general Jin's body.

"Ah..."

Deputy general Jin gave a terrible howl, and the flesh and blood on his body was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"General Kim!" thousands of soldiers below screamed.

"Hey, man! That's why you failed!" the huge body of the black demon dragon was like an electric light, and the huge dragon mouth bit at deputy general Jin's head.

Deputy general Jin's body trembled. At this time, he felt that his strength was gradually fading, but in the blink of an eye, he felt weak.

"General! Xiao Jin has failed you!" deputy general Jin shouted in the direction of Xing zhantian.

His body began to release blood light. At this time, the power of the terrible spirit had begun to explode in his knowledge of the sea. He wanted to explode when the black demon dragon bit himself. Even if he died, he had to make the other party pay the price.

"Xiao Jin!" Xing zhantian's eyes turned red when he heard the roar of deputy general Jin.

He broke out of terror and wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the blood demon dragon, but how can the blood demon dragon let him succeed.

"It's late! He's dead!" the blood demon dragon's voice was full of schadenfreude. "A good seedling has been lost. Do you feel bad about Xing zhantian!"

But at this time, a human shadow appeared in front of the black demon dragon. He punched the black demon dragon's open mouth.

This figure is Zhao Yuande. Although he looks very small in front of the black demon dragon, the power of this fist is very terrible.

"Click!"

Everyone present heard a crisp sound of broken bones.

"Oh..."

The huge body of the black demon Dragon flew backward.

At this time, his chin had become a blur of flesh and blood. No... he had lost his chin and the whole chin was smashed by Zhao Yuande's fist.

"Are you all right?" Zhao Yuande flew the black demon dragon, came to deputy general Jin and looked at his abdominal wound.

"Thank you!" vice general Jin looked at Zhao Yuande with gratitude.

"I'll give you a hand." Zhao Yuande grabbed deputy general Jin and threw it directly in the direction of the army camp.

"Ouch!"

The black demon dragon fell to the ground and made an angry roar.

Its eyes stared at Zhao Yuande, and its huge body gradually shrunk into a bloody dragon horn youth.

"You are strong! Say your name!" the Dragon horn youth roared, and his body was like a black lightning rushing towards Zhao Yuande.

"Nobody!" Zhao Yuande sneered.

"Death!" the speed of the Dragon horn youth was too fast to imagine, but he appeared in front of Zhao Yuande in a millionth of an instant.

A pair of dragon horns on his head released a black electric light and directly bombarded Zhao Yuande's eyebrows.

Smoke rose around him and shrouded himself so that people could not see his real body.

This kind of smoke has the function of isolating the spirit, so that people can't recognize his real position.

"Black lightning! Smoke! This dragon is not only the blood of hell demon dragon, but also the blood of lion dragon!" the sword madman who is watching the war not far away can't help shrinking his eyes, "I don't know whether this little guy can resist."

"So you're a bastard!" Zhao Yuande saw the black thunder and couldn't help but show a mocking color at the corners of his mouth.

When the divine domain was launched, his body shape had disappeared in place.

"Roar! I am a noble hell demon dragon. I have the purest hell demon dragon blood. I am the heir of the hell demon dragon family. I look down on all creatures from above. Dare you say I am a hybrid!" when did the Dragon horn youth suffer such humiliation and roar angrily, "you are a hybrid! Humble human hybrid!"

"How do I think you still have the blood of the lion dragon? Your mother should be an lion dragon! Have a look! You still retain some characteristics of the lion dragon, such as golden hair, such as thunder, such as smoke..." Zhao Yuande's voice was slow, full of ridicule.

Zhao Yuande's figure did not know when it had appeared behind the Longjiao youth. A sword light cut silently towards the head of the Longjiao youth.

"So what about the lion dragon! It's also a powerful beast high above, and it's also a powerful blood!" the Dragon horn youth roared again and again, and the angry flame burned in his eyes, as if he was about to ignite himself soon.

Around him, the fog became thicker and thicker, and Zhao Yuande's sword fell into it, as if a clay ox had gone into the sea.

The light on the top of the Dragon horn youth kept flashing, and the black thunder instantly covered the space where Zhao Yuande was located.

"Lion dragon and hell demon dragon, not a bastard!" Zhao Yuande sneered. His figure disappeared again and let the black thunder blow into the air.

"This guy is a little stronger than expected. His fog is so strong that he can isolate my soul. It seems that he needs melee!" Zhao Yuande was calmly analyzing at this time.