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No one wants to give up after reaching this point.
There is no difference between finishing fourth and finishing last.
Carmen's tone was quite polite, mainly because Lake had killed Myas just now.
The Taylor tribe has a very good relationship with the Maias tribe, while the Carmen tribe and the Maias tribe have always been hostile.
In addition to advocating the strong, the demons are more important. The Holy Son of Carmen wants to make friends with Lake.
"Take action!"
Liu Wuxie nodded, indicating that Holy Son Carmen could take action.
Endless demonic energy gathered in the sky, forming two demonic clouds, floating above Liu Wuxie's arena.
Holy Son Carmen holds the magic sword and stabs him. The sharp sword energy creates a huge wave.
Liu Wuxie didn't want to dwell too much on fighting and ended the championship competition as soon as possible.
If we delay for one more day, Ao Ba and the others will be in more danger.
There were many Demon Emperors present, and they had a little doubt about his identity.
When the championship competition is over, these demon emperors will definitely deal with him, especially the two demon emperors McCarthy and Myas.
The magic shovel rolled, causing shocking ripples, and the Holy Son of Carmen was directly thrown away.
"boom!"
The Holy Son of Carmen fell under the ring and was defeated by Liu Wuxie with one move.
Reluctantly getting up from the ground, Holy Son Carmen let out a wry smile.
Several other matches ended one after another, leaving only Saint Son Taylor and Saint Son Tianwucang fighting.
The battle became more and more intense, and the aura released by the blazing demon gun was overwhelming. The Holy Son of Taylor was worthy of being at the half-step Demon Emperor level, and was in a terrifying mess.
Tian Wucang was not weak either, relying on the advantage of the Divine Demon Scepter to suppress the attack of Holy Son Taylor.
Before you know it, hundreds of moves have been made, but no one can do anything to anyone.
The battle situation has reached a stalemate, and this battle is related to their ranking.
Whoever loses means losing the championship.
"Tian Wucang, let's see how long you can hold on. You are no match for me."
Son Taylor let out a ferocious laugh, and released balls of flames from the blazing demon gun in his hand, wrapping the entire arena.
Tian Wucang is trapped in the flames and it is difficult to escape. If this continues, sooner or later he will be defeated by the Holy Son of Taylor.
"Weng!"
At this moment, a terrifying curse force was released from the middle area of the flame.
"collapse!"
The flames exploded, causing Son Taylor to take several steps back.
"Tian Wancang has broken through to the half-step Demon Emperor realm."
All the demons outside the field stood up and roared in shock.
I saw Tian Wancang walking out of the flames step by step, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger.
The suffocating breath blew away all the flames and restored clarity to the arena.
There was a trace of shock in the eyes of Saint Son Taylor. He did not expect that Tian Wucang would use the opportunity of fighting to break through his cultivation level.
"The next battle will be more interesting. If Son Taylor wants to win, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
There was a lot of discussion around, and every demon clan's face was filled with excited expressions.
"In terms of talent, Holy Son Tianwucang has surpassed Holy Son Taylor. At the same level, Holy Son Taylor is definitely not the opponent of Holy Son Tianwucang."
All major tribes are discussing this battle.
The battles between other saint sons have long been forgotten.
Before, Tian Wucang was suppressed by the Son of Taylor because his level was lower than the opponent's. Now the two demons are on the same starting line.
Son Taylor's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the blazing demon gun in his hand began to devour the surrounding demonic laws and strengthen himself.
Tian Wancang let out a loud roar and raised the magic staff above his head, causing the entire valley to shake.
"What is Holy Son Tian Wucang doing?"
The demons gathered around looked horrified as they discovered that the demonic energy in their bodies was disappearing rapidly.
"Summoning the ancient magic power, I didn't expect Tian Wancang to be completely recognized by the scepter of gods and demons."
Demon King Carmen had a look of horror on his face.
To summon ancient magic, only the devil can do it.
For many years, no real demon god has been born in the demon world.
"Boom!"
Endless ancient magic came from all directions and was injected into the scepter of gods and demons.
A group of dark luster emerged from the depths of the scepter of gods and demons, transforming into a demon fist.
The strength of the fist is unparalleled, sweeping across the heavens.
Son Taylor looked horrified and quickly raised the blazing demon gun to resist.
"boom!"
The powerful impact sent Son of Taylor flying away together with the Blazing Demon Gun, and he fell to the corner of the ring.
He almost flew under the ring.
As long as you are still in the ring, it means the battle is not over yet.
Son Taylor simply stood up, a trace of demonic blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Demon Emperor Taylor, who was sitting on the high platform, had no change in his expression.
"Is this the power of the God-Demon Scepter? The blow just now was comparable to the Demon King's first strike."
The low-level demon kings on the high platform showed palpitations on their faces.
The arena was quiet. After Son Taylor stood up, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stabilized his body with the help of the Blazing Demon Gun.
"Do you think you can defeat me by summoning ancient magic power? Today I will let you know my true strength."
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Saint Son Taylor's mouth, and his aura was rising steadily.
Just now, I was only halfway to the Demon King Realm. In the blink of an eye, I broke through the Demon King's shackles and stepped into the Demon King Realm.
"Son Taylor has broken through to the Demon Emperor."
In the sudden scene, not to mention the demons outside the venue, even Liu Wuxie's face showed a look of solemnity.
Under the same level, Holy Son Taylor is no match for Tian Wucang.
If you break through to the Demon King Realm, that may not be possible.
"This Holy Son of Taylor has been hidden too deeply. It seems that he broke through to the Demon King Realm a long time ago and deliberately didn't let us know."
Holy Son of Hoth, who was standing not far from Liu Wuxie, whispered.
There were rumors in the demon world before that Son Taylor had broken through to the Demon King Realm.
There is no real evidence, just rumors.
Today, I saw that Holy Son Taylor had indeed broken through to the Demon Emperor Realm, hiding it from everyone.
After the Holy Son Taylor unlocked the seal in his body, he walked towards Tian Wancang step by step.
"Today I let all the tribes know that I, the Holy Son Taylor, am the well-deserved proud son of the Demon Realm."
Holy Son Taylor stood ten steps away from Tian Wancang, his voice flying with passion. After unlocking the seal, the violent power of the Demon Emperor struck unbridled.
The demonic energy was like a tide, constantly suppressing Tian Wucang's momentum.
The arrogant and domineering spirit swept across the world.
The battle has just begun.
A horizontal stab from the Blazing Demon Spear, with the blessing of the Demon King's power, was dozens of times more powerful than before.
Tian Wancang did not retreat, holding the magic staff, he went straight forward.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
The two magical weapons collided recklessly in the air, and no one could do anything to the other.
Tian Wucang cast a great curse, and the power of the curse filled the sky, causing many demons to retreat to avoid being eroded by the power of the curse.
"Big Sky Magic!"
Saint Son Taylor roared, and the terrifying Heavenly Magic appeared, knocking away Tianwucang's curse.
The two magics are comparable to each other.
The only difference is that Holy Son Taylor used the power of the Demon Emperor to stabilize Tian Wucang's head.
You come and go on the court, and so far, Tian Wucang has not suffered any defeat.
There is definitely no way to continue like this. The Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord are not on the same level at all.
Under the crushing power of the tyrannical Demon Emperor, Tian Wucang's attack was slightly pale.
This is the gap in realm, which cannot be made up by fighting power.
Not everyone is like Liu Wuxie, who has the ability to surpass the heavens and surpass challenges.
Looking at the fairy world, being able to reach a higher level is enough to defy the heavens. It is unheard of for someone like Liu Wuxie to reach a higher level and kill people.
The appearance of Liu Wuxie subverted many things in the fairy world.
No wonder all the major sects want to get rid of him.
A magic hand stretches out from the clouds. This is the power of the magic of the sky. It can be changed at will.
"Holy Son Tian Wucang, hide quickly!"
The leader of the Beth tribe was extremely anxious and kept reminding him from the sidelines.
Still a step too slow, the magic hand poked out from the clouds and hit Tian Wucang on the back.
"puff!"
Tian Wancang's body flew backwards, spitting demon blood from his mouth.
After an hour of confrontation, Tian Wucang was still slightly inferior.
Taking advantage of the moment when Tian Wucang fell to the ground, Holy Son Taylor did not give up and took action again.
As long as Tian Wucang is killed, no one will compete with him for the position of the No. 1 Holy Son in the Demon Realm.
It won't be long before the Demon Emperor returns. At that time, he can inherit the Demon Emperor's mantle and become the successor of the new generation of Demon Emperor.
"Son Taylor, you are so despicable!"
The leader of the Beth Tribe cursed loudly. He did not expect that Holy Son Taylor would be so despicable.
Tian Wancang was already injured, and he actually took action secretly, which was really a disgrace to the demon clan.
"boom!"
Tian Wucang's body flew out again, and this time he fell to the edge of the ring, with blood staining Tian Wucang's clothes.
He reluctantly stood up, with no trace of pain on Tian Wancang's face.
"Sir Tian Wucang, surrender quickly!"
The leader of the Bess tribe was extremely anxious and asked the Holy Son to quickly admit defeat.
As long as he admits defeat, Son Taylor will not be able to kill him.
Tian Wucang turned a deaf ear to the sounds around him, holding the magic staff and greeting him again.
I would rather die in battle than admit defeat.
Liu Wuxie stood quietly aside, very anxious.
Each arena is independent and outsiders cannot interfere.
Unless Tian Wucang admits defeat, no one can save him.
The powerful Demon King on the stage is even less likely to interfere in the championship competition.
The vast demonic energy rolled up layers of tides and enveloped Tian Wucang. Holy Son Taylor planned to kill them all.
Among the ten saint sons, only Tian Wucang can threaten him now.
As for Lake, Holy Son Taylor never paid attention to him from beginning to end.
He is just a newly promoted junior commander. Thanks to good luck, he achieved good results in the first two links.
Tian Wancang raised the scepter of gods and demons and once again summoned the ancient magic power.
"Kakaka!"
The surrounding space continues to collapse, and black holes appear one after another.
Tian Wancang's fighting power is already infinitely close to the Demon Emperor realm.
After all, he is not the real Demon King, that is the difference.
The hurricane was so fierce that it tore all of Tian Wucang's clothes to pieces, and there were more and more wounds on his body.
"Tian Wucang, just die!"
The blazing demon spear in the hand of Saint Son Taylor stabbed Tian Wucang directly, intending to penetrate Tian Wucang's body.
Facing the blazing demon gun, Tian Wucang took the initiative and rushed forward.
The leaders of the Bess tribe all closed their eyes, unable to bear to see this scene. Liu Wuxie's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. If Tian Wucang had any trouble, he would personally twist off the head of Son Taylor.