A black full moon appeared instantly and spread to a radius of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the huge black moon, there were only two figures, Xia Yu and Gong Qi.

"puff!"

Xia Yu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole figure flew out upside down.

Gong Qi's figure remained tall and straight.

Xia Yu lost?

All eyes suddenly became nervous.

Both Tang Wanqing and Long Aotian and others were extremely nervous at this moment.

He is even ready to rescue others at any time.

Even if they are defeated by the eighth level Saint Realm, they must not watch Xia Yu die in battle.

They all know that once defeated, it is actually equal to death.

In this case, no one can keep his hand, and no one can keep his hand?

Even if the defeated party does not die, it will still be seriously injured.

Xia Yu was knocked away, his skin and flesh were torn, and his whole body was dripping with blood.

His dragon-shaped right arm almost completely exploded.

The entire upper arm exploded.

Today's dragon transformation can only reach the entire forearm.

Xia Yu flew backwards for hundreds of feet, blood falling like raindrops along the way.

After standing firm, Xia Yu's body swayed and he could hardly stand up straight.

His right hand holding the gun was covered in blood, and except for the phalanges, all flesh and blood was gone.

This is still protected by the dragon scales, otherwise, the entire right forearm will probably turn into nothingness.

His right hand, which only had phalanges, held the Divine Slaughter Spear tightly, looking in the direction of Gong Qi with a firm gaze.

"puff!"

At this moment, Gong Qi, who was standing tall and straight in the black moon, suddenly leaned back, and a blood arrow spurted out from his chest.

At some point, his chest was stabbed directly through by the God-Slaying Spear.
Chapter completed!