The wild boar demon king punched the flying disc hard, and a bang sounded, shaking the dark space a few times. A breath of destruction enveloped Long Yu's mind, and waves of stabbing pains seemed to be bitten by ants all over his body.

Long Yu closed his eyes, and the black and white mists in his mind gathered together again. "I am not without fear, but I am not willing to be beaten by you like this. Killing should stop killing."

In the dark space, the two flying discs ...