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Chapter 123: True Demon Battle (1)

On the verge of day, the audience in the square was several times more than the previous few days. The dense crowds of people came here just to watch this rare battle between the evil spirits and demons. This place became extremely lively, and they opened their eyes wide and waited for their arrival.

Muran.

The wind and clouds in the sky seemed to have stopped, the wind stopped, the clouds were quiet, and everyone held their breath. In the distance, several figures appeared, and they were young masters from both sides of the demons. As they approached step by step, a burst of energy invisibly aroused a burst of energy in the field. The air waves swelled, and the feeling of oppression in the audience made them almost breathless. Suddenly, the sound of riots came, but fortunately the court had already sent imperial guards to appease the uneasy people.

When the distance between the two sides was less than five meters, the audience already felt a strong smell of gunpowder. A whirlwind that appeared out of thin air stirred up the marble slabs on the ground. It was stirred into pieces in the air.

"boom!"

The ground cracked, and several cracks rushed out in front. At the same time, several cracks rushed out. The cracks collided with the cracks, and the ground cracked violently. With a sound of collision, smoke and dust rushed up.

On the right path, there are Murong family Murong Changtian, Tiandao Mountain Daoyi, Confucian Sect, Buddha Temple Zen Yi, Fang Tong from the Fang family in Nanling, Wu Yu from Ziyang Gate, Yang Feihong from Yangjiabao, Liu Ze of Zejian Villa, and Tianji Pavilion are considered miracles.

On the other hand, the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect, the Netherworld Sect, the Blood Spirit Sect, the Evil Spirit Sect, the Evil Soul of the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost King Sect, the Ten Thousand Demon Cave Moye, the Corpse King Sect, the Corpse King Sect, the Blood Zen of the Demon Buddha Sect, and the Refining God in Jiangnan Pili Hall.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The shouts of killing sounded and the masters of both sides started a fight. The demon shadow moved and faced Murong Changtian. The demon clutch was moved, and the demonic energy came out. Murong Changtian's fist rotated, and the great energy suddenly swept out. The first attack energy of the battle hit the four directions, and the two of them retreated at the same time.

"brush!"

The demon figure moved, and the fierce palm came out suddenly, and it was like a shrinking ground and it reached Murong Changtian in the blink of an eye. The powerful force on his palm suddenly exploded. Murong Changtian's expression remained unchanged, and he breathed in the true energy, and the true energy turned into a protective energy, which blocked the demon clutch. The demon clutch was powerful, and he immediately shattered Murong Changtian's protective air cover, and the demon clutch immediately rushed in and rushed towards the chest of the opponent.

Facing the fierce palm, Murong Changtian pointed to the ground with one foot, turned his body, and avoided the demon clutch in an instant. However, the demon had rich experience in fighting. In a step, a heart-wrenching leg shot out backwards. Seeing this, Murong Changtian waved his single palm, slapped his heart-wrenching leg, and turned upwards, and pulled down his whip leg in the air, directly taking the back of the demon's head. The fierce wind was like a life-devouring sword. The demon could not turn around, and the man touched the ground with a single palm, and his whole head was facing downwards and his body was facing upwards. With his extraordinary sense of sharpness, he immediately used his extraordinary leg skills to compete with Murong Changtian. With his single palm, he rose into the sky. He turned over and moved, and the demon clutch faced Chen Xiong's fist.

The two fought fiercely from the air to the ground, and the quick moves were like lightning, and the afterimages were so fast that it was hard to see. Only a wave of air rose up in the sky and swept towards the four directions.

On the other hand, Youming rushed out immediately, Youming faced Daoyi on Tiandao Mountain. Youming held an evil spear in his hand and waved it to kill him, and he whisked the dust and Yang, clamped the evil spear. At the same time, both sides came out their palms at the same time, with palms facing the palms, and internal strength impacted. Both sides suddenly shook the other side and fought again in just a moment.

Nanling Fang Tong was extraordinary in his handsomeness, and his slender body was floating and drifting toward the evil soul. The bloated body of the evil soul was extremely agile. He held a judge's pen and used his ghost martial arts to kill him fiercely. Seeing this, Fang Tong had a fist, and the big-open and close fist swept like waves. The ground burst out due to their impact. The way of the underworld was like the nine ghosts and the way of the Tao, the beginning of heaven and earth, boundless.

In the second confrontation, Ru Sheng's feather fan was scattered, and the martial arts were squeezing like the Confucian school. The rituals, music, shooting, harshness, books, and numbers showed the vastness of the book. The blood spirit's eyes were as charming as silk, and the figure was graceful and bizarre. A pair of slender jade hands radiated red light like a tide. The two who seemed the least dangerous were waiting for an opportunity for a moment. The dangers among them were not enough to tell.

The purple sun is brilliant and precious. Wu Yu's palms transformed, and the seven purple sun techniques have reached a higher level. The purple flames on his palm contain three other colors. The blazing high temperature makes the air distorted. The ghost king sect is like a ghost in hell, swimming with his pale hands, and tearing the purple flames to pieces. The ghost fog surrounds the body. The dance steps make the mind sway, and the ghost seals made the purple flames difficult to get close to the slightest part of the body. This is the mutual generation and restraint in martial arts, but the competition is the most basic skill of warriors.

The pale true energy surging, the Corpse King looked ordinary, but he was ruthless and unsensical. However, his body was in a state of inability to swords and guns, fearlessly spreading the Corpse King's domineering. His palm turned into a spinning transformation, and the cold air was like the silver light falling from the sky. Yang Feihong's cold martial arts power increased the power of the Warrior in this special weather, exhaling into ice, and the Frost Palm defended the Corpse King's body.

The Buddha created the Buddhist sect, and the Buddha's light shone on the earth and brought warmth. The demon Buddha built the Buddha's body with killing and passed on the earth with blood. The Buddha's complete opposition to the demon Buddha, from martial arts to ideas, is contrary to the way. A generation of masters of the Zen Buddha's sect for a hundred years have walked in the world with the Buddha's mercy. The Buddha's light rushes into the world, and the Buddha's light fills the world. The twin brothers of the blood Zen Zen Zen Zen, hate to walk on the path of the demon Buddha, and vow to try the pain of the world. The blood-colored monk's robbery sounded, and the blood-colored Buddha's light rushed up, as if it was a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

The sound of sounds is like an ancient demon king turbulent heaven and earth. Moye was born in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. His qualifications are not the best, but he stands out from the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. His mind is extremely tough, and he bravely entered the Cave of All Demons. From his dynasty, he learned a generation of demon swords, the Soul-Devouring Sword, and has devoured his opponents since his debut. He has never failed. With a wave of the sword, he heard a ghost crying and howls of gods coming from his dynasty. He was like a wave of the sword and howls of ghosts and gods, as if he wanted to devour the souls of the world and become the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons. The contemporary master of Zejian Villa, Liu Ze, has a sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and has defeated Liu Hua from his appearance and achieved the first person. He has a sword intent like abyss, and he used Zejian Villa's Zejian Villa, and was still calm in the face of the mad Moye.

The sword light flowed like a Milky Way Falls. The two of them turned, scattering completely opposite sword energy. The ground continued to add scars and splashed debris, and then they were chewed by the sword energy.

Tianji Pavilion, which is famous for its deduction, also had a young master in the battle this time. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, with a calm expression and a torch, as if he could see the world. The Tianji Ceremony had already reached a certain level. The newly emerging Jianghu forces in the martial arts world of Pili Hall in Jiangnan grew to the point where even Yangjiabao dared not look down on it. Their young masters trained their spirits and followed the army to fight, and practiced iron-blooded killing. The two sides fought in a move, which was extremely dangerous.

Zhang Kaifeng sat aside, and he did not take action immediately. He was waiting for his opponent. Paying attention to the fierce fighting below, the young masters of the two paths of righteousness and demons were not fuel-efficient. They are still testing now, but it is also a reward to be able to observe martial arts from all sides.

Dong! The sky seemed to be shaking, and a golden shadow and a purple shadow rushed into the field from a distance. The two figures frequently made killing moves. The quick move made people almost unable to see their figures, and only a golden light and purple light kept flashing.

"It's them." The people in the audience recognized the two.

"It's Nangong Jun and the Demon Shen Kong. These two people are no longer on the talent list, but they are extremely strong." Someone exclaimed.

Nangong Jun and the demon god Kong fought fiercely into the battle circle. The two men were so selfless that they rushed to the sky, and the murderous aura rushed to the sky, and the qi continued to collide, and the sound of explosions resounded through the sky. Is life and death a great revenge? Some people wondered that even the young people in the righteous path and the demon path had not yet fought so fiercely.

"Demonic Realm Field!"

Suddenly, the sound of the demon came from the two most eye-catching masters, Tianmo and Murong Changtian. He jumped up and reached Murong Changtian's head. His skills were activated. The space immediately became distorted, like a cage falling from the sky, trapping Murong Changtian. He fell into the air, and the demonic energy was immediately magnificent, and the terrible palm force was pressed down.

Murong Changtian felt like his whole body was trapped in a mud, and his movements were greatly restricted. Facing the palm of the demon, he could only hear a cold snorting, and the true energy on his body boiled, and he poked out his palms and raised the sky to blast out.

But at the disadvantage of the Demon Realm, the Heavenly Demon's palms directly shattered Murong Changtian's palms. His body shook, and he almost couldn't lift his martial arts breath. He tried his best to use his skills to avoid that palm.

"Autumn water will last forever!"

Faced with the unyielding attack of the demon, Murong Changtianci used the unique martial arts of the Murong family, and transformed with both palms. The true energy around him gathered like a trickle of water, and his palms flipped inside and outside. When the demon clasped the demon clasped the mana suddenly appeared, his arms were like two dragons going out to sea, wrapping around the demon's arms, and the white air flow on his arms broke the demon's true energy in one fell swoop. He turned around and bumped into the demon's heart, grabbed the demon's arms and threw it away.

The demon's expression changed, and the magic domain field formed by the scattered power was unstable in an instant. Murong Changtian was extremely martial, and in an instant, he suddenly increased his skills, rushed forward with a palm, and rushed towards the demon's chest. The demon shouted loudly, and had to put away the magic domain field. When his skills turned around, he barely blocked Murong Changtian's attack.

"A good opponent." The demonic energy exploded all over the demon, and disappeared from the spot after a deep voice.

With a "boom!", the two of them faced each other's palms, the ground sank, and the demon appeared above Murong Changtian, and the two fought together again.

The whisk flew out, and the power of the silk at the front of the whisk doubled after the Daoyi was injected with the power. The silk was as hard as iron, and it actually fought with the evil spear without showing any disadvantage. Sometimes it was hard and sometimes soft. Daoyi was activated by Taoist qi cultivation. His body was as ethereal as a master of Taoism. The whisk was swept freely. When trapping the evil spear, he pointed his fingertips and exposed a cold light at the fingertips. The dark eyes were filled with light. He held the evil spear with one hand and did not move. He poked out the faint palm, swallowing the cold light on the fingertips, and blasted the evil spear forward with force, trying to penetrate Daoyi's body in one fell swoop. The whisk turned and pulled the evil spear to turn the direction. The two competed with the skill of the plate.
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