Chapter 2555: Di Luo Appears

Bang...a loud bang.

Li Qianjun hurriedly raised his halberd to block, but as a result, he was hit by a sword and his figure fell.

The entire competition platform burst open.

Li Qianjun's figure fell directly below the ground a hundred meters.

on the head seat.

Liuheng Yaojun nodded with satisfaction, "Great."

"Even if you are learning and using it now, you can imitate and use it by watching Sakurayue's swordsmanship."

"Even the Qianjun pendant of the Qianjin family has been stolen from the past."

Below, on the competition stage.

"It's your turn." Xiao Yi looked at the other seven with cold eyes, and slowly raised the White Soul Chopping Blade in his hand.

The action of raising the sword is so familiar.

"This..." Ying Yue's expression changed instantly.

"Moon Blade." Xiao Yi spat out two cold characters from the corner of his mouth.

"No, hurry away." Yingyue shouted urgently.

Li Qianjun and the others also changed their expressions greatly.

The Moon Blade is the strongest kendo martial skill of the Sheng Ying family, and its power was obvious to everyone just now.

However…

laugh…

Xiao Yi's sword fell.

The blade slid down, but it was like splitting air, and there was no sword qi impact at all.

on the head seat.

"Hahahaha." Liuheng Yaojun smiled happily, "This kid is really thunderous and rainy."

"If it is true that the moon blade has been learned by him, and in such a short period of time, it is really terrifyingly perverted."

Liuheng Yaojun said, looking at the mad lion demon beside him, "I watched this kid fight before, it has always been a combination of fists and feet, almost all are physical instincts, and skills honed in battle."

"Didn't the old Yaozun teach him other martial arts?"

"Forehead,

This..." Mad Lion Demon Zun's face twitched, "If you don't say it, I forgot. "

The mad lion monster looked at the battle of the martial arts platform below, and his face was a little indignant, "If I knew it earlier, I would teach him the martial arts of my mad lion clan. This battle is over long ago."

Mad Lion Demon Venerable of course knew that Xiao Yi was capable of six-pole explosions, but that was a powerful martial skill that could only be used with six-pole gloves.

If you can't use the six-pole glove, the six-pole burst flow is equivalent to useless.

Below, on the competition stage.

In fact, Xiao Yi can't learn the Moon Blade, but he doesn't have Yao Yuan to use it.

On the contrary, the way of controlling the power with a special technique, the Fifteen Ton Pendant, he can easily use it.

bang...

Another explosion.

Tu Gang was blown away by a sword and smashed directly out of the competition stage.

The White Soul Chopping Blade in Xiao Yi's hand could not use any other demon martial arts, but his edge was enough.

And with the swordsmanship of the Shengying family, Xiao Yi is already invincible with this single hand.

To defeat these eight people is already easy.

bang...

There was another explosion, and the white soul was slashed by a slashing blade.

bang... bang... bang... bang...

Huyan Zichen, Feng Qingyue…

In an instant, six figures in a row were blasted off the stage one by one, and all of them vomited blood.

In an instant when Xiao Yi was crushed by speed and strength, it was extremely easy to defeat these eight people.

"Huh." Xiao Yi exhaled lightly, and Xiao Yi was the only one left on the big competition stage.

"This broken thing, return it to you."

Whoosh... The white soul cutting blade in his hand came out of his hand, and the direction went straight to the white soul.

Om... In mid-air, Demon Lord Zi Chen took a virtual shot with both hands and took the cutting blade with ease.

"There is still time to pick up the blade?" Xiao Yi looked at Demon Lord Zichen, "Why don't you declare the victory or defeat quickly?"

On the spectator seats.

The mad lion demon master smiled, "This kid is still arrogant as always, but the result is good."

"As expected of Brother Li." Bai Xing was full of pride.

"As expected of the Lord." The six ghost demons were excited.

on the head seat.

The mad lion demon clasped his hands on his chest, "Well, this kid is not bad, it's not worth the old man's careful teaching."

Liuheng Yaojun smiled and nodded, "Although he is arrogant and impulsive, he is still young, and with a little polishing, he will definitely be able to show his edge."

"It's very good that we have such a genius in the demon domain."

"Demon Lord." On the side, Yaozun Qingyue and Yaozun Jia said in unison, "This person's sacrifice to the sun, I'm afraid it won't end so soon."

"Chilong hasn't shot yet."

"I think, whether to call Chilong to fight, and then make a decision."

"Not bad." Jialuo Yaozun said solemnly, "This strange demon is not enough to be the first person in the sacrifice day."

Liuheng Yaojun shook his head, "No need, as soon as you come, Chilong is in retreat, and it is at a critical juncture."

"Secondly, the fact that this kid can win with one against eight has already proved his strength."

"In the same battle, if you change to Chilong, you may not be able to do better than him."

"So, there's no need."

"That's right." Liuheng Yaojun looked at Mad Lion Demon Lord, "I heard from the old Yaozun that this little guy has only been transformed for a few days, and he came back to the Demon Realm from outside."

"That's right." Wild Lion Demon Venerable nodded, "We have our own special rules of heaven and earth on the land of the demon race."

"Therefore, even if it is a little guy who transforms outside the demon domain, if he wants to, he can easily perceive the meaning of the world here and come back by himself."

"Leaving?" Liuheng Yaojun smiled, "In the past, I left the demon realm and grew up outside; now that I have come back, I will not suffer that unprovoked suffering outside."

"Yeah." Mad Lion Demon Venerable nodded, "This kid doesn't understand anything."

"Look at him, he's thin and frail. He used to be outside, he must be sleeping in the open, and he can't live well all day long."

"Looking at his character, he is cautious and sensitive. I am afraid that he will be hunted and killed by those despicable humans outside."

"Before he changed shape, he should have been hunted and killed for many years, so he developed his murderous character."

Liuheng Yaojun frowned, then loosened his brows, "Don't worry."

"Looking at his breath, he has lived for decades. He is still a little guy. Just cultivate it."

Below, there was a cold drink on the competition stage.

"These slaves belong to me." Xiao Yi slowly walked to the corner of the competition platform, behind which was the huge cage.

Xiao Yi sneered, as if venting his arrogance.

But in the huge cage, a group of people's arrogance, but their hearts are mixed.

In front of the masked young man, one of his hands was still bleeding.

On the palm of the hand, the shocking sword mark; on the clothes, the blood marks left by the previous battle, still looked embarrassed.

Their lives are really worthy of the first arrogant in the Central Territory, the successor of the Eighth Palace, who has an extraordinary status, came to rescue in person?

Fighting this is dangerous, and one wrong step will be irreversible; fighting this is full of injuries, plus making things difficult?

Is there any friendship between them and him? No, no.

The reason?

A group of people are arrogant, thinking secretly in their hearts.

Xiao Yi turned around and glanced at his palm. The scar wounded by the pink sword could not heal automatically, and was still dripping with blood.

But this is not a big problem. Except for pain and bleeding, it is not a big deal. It is just ordinary blood on the surface of the wound. For a powerful warrior, this is nothing.

His eyes turned to Demon Lord Zichen.

Demon Lord Zichen narrowed his eyes, he has not yet declared the victory or defeat.

Just at this moment, at the head seat, the Zichen Yaozun who had been silent suddenly said loudly, "Yi Yaoli, I'm afraid you won't be able to take this group of human slaves with you."

Before, although the Demon Venerables were at the head seat, their conversations were kept under isolation, and outsiders couldn't hear them at all.

Now, Yaozun Zichen actually spoke loudly, and the words spread throughout the entire spectator seats and the competition stage.

"What?" Mad Lion Demon Zun's face turned cold, "You old guys still want to make things difficult?"

"It's not to make things difficult." Zichen Yaozun shook his head, "I just want to say something."

"Right, Dilo."

In the air, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It's Diro

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