The duel between the Blood Throne and the Black Prison has reached a fever pitch, and the attack and killing momentum between these two powerhouses can be called extremely fast, and an incomparably terrifying impact is displayed in every move.

After all, both of them were powerhouses who had reached the Sixfold Realm of the Secret Realm.

By the time the battle had been fought, both of them had been wounded, each with their own injuries, and blood was oozing from the corners of each other's mouths.

They can be said to be the place of life and death.

The Blood Throne will not forget the old hatred of the Black Prison for taking the opportunity to occupy his second stronghold in Ecuador, and he has already listed the Black Prison as a must-kill enemy in his heart.

The reason why it has been tolerated for so many years is that there has never been a suitable opportunity to launch an offensive against the Black Fire Merchants.

Now, under the wave of the United Ye Army, he has broken the stronghold of the Black Fire Military Merchants, and has killed all the way here, all the way to the front of the Black Prison, and of course the Blood Throne will not let go of such an opportunity.

"Black Prison, you are destined to be defeated tonight! Now that your stronghold has been breached, and your warriors are being harvested, it will be your turn next! Back then, you colluded with my traitor Daniel to occupy the second stronghold of my Stone Firearms, this time I will occupy your Black Fire Merchant and take revenge!"

The black prison's face was pale, and the whole person could be said to be extremely angry, with a feeling of hatred, the black fire military merchant he had put his heart and soul into was broken in like this, how could he be willing in his heart? How could he not be angry?

"Blood Throne, do you really think you have the chance to win?, do you really think you can kill me?" Black Prison spoke, he sneered, and said, "Even if I die, I will drag you to hell!

"Is it the end of the crossbow, I'll kill you!"

The Blood Throne spoke, and his own aura rose up again, and wisps of flesh and blood from his body were permeating, forming a terrifying blood hell around his body.

The Blood Throne's own blood power had been urged to the extreme, and he roared angrily, his killing intent boiling, and he urged the fist of his "Angry Blood Hell Fist" with all his strength, and attacked the Black Prison.

The Black Prison was also keeping an eye on the situation of the battle against the Blood Throne, and he noticed that his White Mask Corps continued to fall, and now it was already in ruins.

This means that his side is indeed defeated, defeated.

In such a situation, even if he relies on his own strength, he can't turn the tide.

Therefore, the only thing he wants in his heart now is to do his best to kill the Blood Throne, and at the worst of all, he will die with the Blood Throne.

What he can't get, he won't let the Blood Throne get his hands on.

Therefore, the black prison fights, he uses all his strength to condense all the power of his secret realm, and the punch he attacks is as fast as thunder and lightning, and it contains a terrifying suction like the black abyss devouring, he completely let go of his hands and feet, and it is completely a jade burning style.

The strength of the two is comparable, under the premise of such strength, if one party really wants to fight hard, it is really very dangerous, and if they are not careful, they will really both fall, and the jade will be burned.

Of course, the Blood Throne will not end up with the Black Prison, he avoids the Black Prison's fierce killing moves, and wants to wait for the opportunity to attack and kill.

The Black Prison is completely ignorant of it, blindly attacking, waiting for a fatal flaw in the Blood Throne.

Under the crazy attack of the Black Prison, the Blood Throne could not be avoided one by one, and was finally bombarded by the Black Prison with a punch, and the Blood Throne also raised its right leg and swept it across the waist of the Black Prison.

Bang!

After two dull sounds, the two figures separated, and each coughed up blood from their mouths again.

Black Prison's face was hideous, and he smiled strangely, completely ignoring his own injuries, and continued to mobilize the power of his secret realm to prepare for a desperate battle.

That's when —

Sou!

A figure flashed in, accompanied by a magnificent masculine and domineering momentum, as if a generation of overlords had descended.

This is exactly Ye Junlang.

In fact, Ye Junlang had long noticed that the Black Prison and the Blood Throne were both defeated, the two were similar in strength, and it was possible for both to fall under the life-and-death duel.

It stands to reason that Ye Junlang can completely hide in the dark, watch the fire from the other side, and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But he didn't.

He still showed up, because he had already thought deeply, and at this stage, the Blood Throne could not die yet.

It would be advantageous for him to be alive with the Blood Throne, as his construction of the Devil's Arsenal in Babia Town would be much safer and more stable.

Neither the Jaguar military nor the angels dared to act rashly.

He teamed up with the Blood Throne to break through the Black Fire Merchant Stronghold, and invisibly sent a message to the outside world that he and the Blood Throne were in a state of alliance.

In such a situation, whether it is the Jaguar Merchant or the Angel Disciple who wants to send troops to attack Babia Town, they have to consider whether the Blood Throne will send troops to support Ye Junlang.

This has formed a kind of deterrent, and it is also creating enough space and time for Ye Junlang's layout in Babia Town to grow.

As soon as Ye Junlang appeared, the black prison noticed, his blood-colored eyes stared at Ye Junlang tightly, and said, "You, you-"

"Satan, you're here!" the Blood Throne spoke, and he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the battle was already settled.

"What? You're Satan, and you've joined forces with the Blood Throne?"

Ye Junlang sneered indifferently and said, "Could it be that I still have to wait for you to join forces with the Jaguar military merchant to attack Babia Town?"

"Okay, you Satan, I really underestimated you!" said the Black Prison in a furious voice, and his heart was filled with fire.

"Black Prison, it's time for your time to end, go to hell!"

Ye Junlang spoke, his body moved, and he took the lead in attacking the black prison.

In the face of such a strong person as Black Prison, Ye Junlang naturally did not have the slightest reservation, his own Jiuyang Qi and blood rushed to the sky, and he also evolved the gravity potential field at the first time, and then he evolved the sixth form of Jiuxiao Mountain and River Fist - I have a punch to open the gate of heaven!

Rumble!

With a punch, it seems that you can open the gate of heaven and see immortals.

Under this punch, everything is destroyed!

The black prison found that he couldn't avoid the fist intent of this punch at all, and he immediately roared angrily, and with all his strength, he burst out of his strongest fist and met Ye Junlang's punch.

Thundered!

The void shook, and under the attack of the two people's fists, a violent and terrifying sound erupted.

After a punch, Ye Junlang's body shook and retreated, and as for the black prison, blood was spilling from his mouth, and the whole person staggered all the way back.

The Black Prison had been seriously injured in the battle against the Blood Throne, and Ye Junlang basically remained in his heyday, so under his full blow, the current state of the Black Prison could not resist at all, and he was injured again and repelled.

Bang!

At the moment when the Black Prison retreated, a figure was already waiting beside him, and he quickly attacked, the terrifying blood power condensed on his fist, and the punch hit the back of the Black Prison.

This was the Blood Throne, and he seized the moment when the Black Prison retreated quickly and his own aura was sluggish, and launched this fatal blow.

"Wow-"

Black Prison opened his mouth suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards under the punch of the Blood Throne's sudden killing, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Black Prison opened his mouth, red blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.

In that extreme reluctance to resentment, the sparkle in his eyes gradually faded, and finally lost his life.

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