Wu Chi frowned slightly and asked curiously: "What is the Demon Wings?"

The Demon Clan Envoy smiled and said, "The Wings of Demon are Demons."

Wu Chi nodded and said, "I understand."

The Demon Clan Envoy smiled and turned into a stream of shadows, faster and faster, as if the entire Demon Platform was his shadow. Wu Chi closed his eyes gently and stood there motionless. Countless demon soldiers in the audience widened their eyes, wanting to see the situation in the field more clearly.

But they were disappointed. Now they could only see Wu Chi left in the field, moving from time to time.

Move left, right, lean forward, move left, retreat, move right!

This strange situation lasted for three minutes. Before Wu Chi's blood dropped a drop in three minutes, just as all the demon soldiers stared at their eyes, the figure of the demon envoy finally slowly emerged. This time it was the demon envoy's turn to be surprised. He asked with shock: "How did you do it?"

Wu Chi opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused? There is all you in the field, and there is only one you in the field. There is only one you in the field, and there is still one you in the field. I just need to dodge your attack."

Wu Chi made a Zen word, and the demon envoy's brow frowned slightly. After a long time, he sighed slightly and said, "Haha, there is nothing, where can dust be caused? What a person who originally has nothing, not many people can block my phantom attack. Even those who can block me are just using their powerful strength to suppress me. Only you can break my phantom attack."

The illusion attack of the Demon Clan envoy was defeated, but it has never been broken. Today Wu Chi broke him, and the illusion attack of the Demon Clan envoy was broken today. This matter alone is enough to be kept in history and leave a strong mark in the history of the Eternal Continent!

There was no sadness and joy on Wu Chi's face, and at this time he moved. Wu Chi walked towards the Demon Clan Envoy with a calm face. His speed was very slow, just like an ordinary person walking slowly, without any murderous aura on his body. The Demon Clan Envoy's brows frowned tightly. It was precisely because the other party was slow that he didn't know how to take action.

Wu Chi was full of flaws, but Wu Chi had no flaws because he was too slow.

"Do you want to tell me that the real speed is not speed?" A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the demon messenger, and he shook his head slightly and continued: "Haha, slow is fast, fast is slow, slowest is fast, but in my fighting philosophy, fast is fast, my fast is not slow!"

Wu Chi shook his head, without admitting or affirming, and he continued to walk slowly.

Seeing the other party getting closer and closer to him, the demon clan envoy gritted his teeth and took the lead in drawing the sword. It was not the demon clan envoy who wanted to draw the sword at this time, but because he had to draw the sword!

The closer Wu Chi is to him, the greater the pressure he will bear. If this pressure comes from a person who is much stronger than him, then the demon envoy can bear it, but the other party is obviously not as fast as himself in terms of speed or strength, but why can he put such great pressure on himself?

The wings behind the demon clan envoy trembled slightly, and a dark mist merged into the tip of his sword along its wings. As soon as he took action, the demon clan envoy used his strongest skill, Demon Fallen!

The power of Demon Moon is not because his attack speed is fast, but because he cannot dodge!

Once the demon falls out, all things are silent, the demon falls out, the demon god falls out, the demon falls out, the demon falls out, the sun and the moon are broken, the demon falls out, the demon falls out, the heaven and earth are damaged, the demon falls out, the demon falls out, the universe is reversed, the demon falls out, the demon falls out, the time is chaotic, the demon falls out of the cycle of reincarnation!

The long sword breaks through the sky, and the demons come out with seven styles!

The Demon Clan Envoy actually used his strongest skill directly! Wu Chi sighed lightly. He had already seen that the Demon Clan Envoy wanted to end the battle. Since the other party was about to end, Wu Chi could not think of any reason to continue the battle.

He learned a lot in this battle, and he believed that the demon envoys learned a lot. If this was a martial arts competition, it would be better to say that this was a competition. But until now, it was time to stop. Wu Chi also moved, and the long sword in his hand drew a semicircle, just like half a moon was born from his hand, and the light filled the entire demon stage.

"Seven consecutive kills!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two of them collided with the strongest skills, and the whole space couldn't help but tremble. The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and Wu Chi was knocked out all of a sudden, and the demon envoy also took two steps back.

Wu Chi is only left with a trace of blood, and the demon clan envoy has half its blood. Wu Chi slowly climbed up from the ground, smiled helplessly and said, "I didn't expect that the seventh consecutive slash actually lost. Haha, this is the first time that the seventh consecutive slash has lost to someone else's skills."

The Demon Clan envoy sighed lightly, raised the long sword in his hand slightly, and took action in the seventh style of Demon Fallen!

The seventh consecutive slash ended with the opponent's first six styles, but did not block the seventh style, so Wu Chi lost. It was not because of his own strength, but because of his skills. Seeing the opponent's long sword stabbed, Wu Chi subconsciously closed his eyes.

The wind stopped at this moment, time stopped at this moment, and everything in the world seemed to be frozen at this moment. Feeling the pressure from the other party's sword tip, Wu Chi's brow shook subconsciously twice.

The skill collision just now was repeated in his mind. In just one second, the battle scene was repeated in Wu Chi's mind a hundred times! Just when the sword tip of the demon messenger was about to hit Wu Chi's throat, Wu Chi suddenly opened his eyes.

Wu Chi subconsciously waved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if he was looking forward to a new battle. Wu Chi moved, his speed was still very slow, and the long sword passed by. This time he drew no longer a semicircle, but a whole circle!

The sun in the sky is also eclipsed on this circle of Wu Chi!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

This circle collided with the Demon Messenger's seventh style of Demon Fallen. Three huge cracks suddenly broke out in the space outside the Demon Platform, but the field was not affected at all. In this skill duel, except for a few unlucky demon soldiers who were sucked into the three space cracks, they did not even arouse smoke.

The roar disappeared and the tranquility returned to the field.

Wu Chi sighed softly and said, "My good brother, thank you."

"Puff!" The Demon Clan Envoy spit out a mouthful of blood, using the sword in his hand to support him, and a wry smile appeared on his face. His Demon Clan Envoy lost, and at the end, he lost. The loss was convinced, but he could not find any excuses. The Demon Clan Envoy shook his head gently and said, "It was you who realized it yourself. I didn't do anything. You won this time."

"Did you win?" Wu Chi murmured to himself, then shook his head slightly, and he gently helped the demon envoy up, and with each other's support, the two slowly got off the Demon Platform. The two were like soldiers who had just survived the killing on the battlefield, supporting each other, as if the battle had never happened.

Wu Chi and the Demon Envoy had just gotten off the Heavenly Demon Platform. The Heavenly Demon Platform, built with Heavenly Demon Stones that were hundreds of times harder than diamonds, suddenly trembled slightly. At this time, a breeze blew by, and the Heavenly Demon Platform turned into powder all over the sky and was blown away in this world.

The Demon Platform, which is claimed to be able to withstand any battle, disappeared.

The demon soldiers below were stunned by this incident. What kind of power is this that can turn this demon platform, which is known for its extremely hardness, into ashes?

Is this still human power?

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Chapter completed!