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"Okay, then let me see if you prevent me from pulling out the sword." Black Shura was furious, staring at Bai Candong, but made a concealed gesture with his left hand.
Black Shura secretly thought in his heart: "Originally I wanted to give you a happy life, but you decided to seek death yourself. It would be better for you to live on your knees and beg for mercy. I, Black Shura, was born to you."
Black Shura stared at Bai Candong with murderous intent looming in his eyes. As soon as Bai Candong drew his sword, he would immediately counterattack with a death move, causing Bai Candong to fall under his sword in an instant. At that time, he would be the winner.
In this posture, you can enjoy the respect of the devil.
Black Shura is still very confident in the ability of the death pose. He has seen too many people killed by the paper man. As long as he signs his name, no one will be spared.
To be on the safe side, Black Shura also took a look at the direction of the turret. He saw Shishi standing in front of the window, holding a paper figure in one hand and scissors in the other, ready to strike at any time. Black Shura was completely relieved.
"Are you really not going to draw your sword first?" Bai Cangdong looked at Black Shura with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy soon." Black Shura said coldly.
"Then I won't be polite." Bai Candong summoned the Kongse Ruler, and instead of using the Dragon Gate Eight Ultimate Sword, he killed it directly on the head. Apart from the amazing speed of the sword, it didn't have many advantages.
"Hmph, this kind of swordsmanship also wants to hurt me, Black Shura. Even without the cooperation of Death Style, it will be easy to defeat you." However, Black Shura is a cautious person after all, so he still made a gesture and asked Death Style to cooperate with him.
, to avoid any accidents.
But the moment Black Shura pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword, his pupils shrank sharply and his face was full of horror. He wanted to roar in anger, but found that he could not make a sound at all.
And his body seemed to be imprisoned by countless chains. Not to mention pulling out the sword, he couldn't even move his fingers.
Strange bloody patterns emerged from his skin, like gorgeous roses.
"How could this happen...how could this happen...could it be..." Black Shura suddenly thought of something. He had never seen Bai Candong before going to war, and had not even had contact with outsiders. The only person who had the chance to contact him was death.
Mode.
Black Shura's body could not move, so he could only forcefully turn his eyes to twist them into a strange angle, so that he could see the turret where the death pose was. But the moment he saw the window, Black Shura's whole body was filled with anger, resentment, and regret.
Surrounded by emotions such as unwillingness and despair.
In front of the turret window, the death gesture had already lit the paper man on fire, and he casually threw the burning paper man out of the window. However, Bai Candong did not do anything at all, and Black Shura fully understood what had happened.
"Death style, how dare you betray me!" Black Shura roared angrily in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound. His whole body was controlled by the bloody pattern.
The invisible blade flashed past, and one of Black Shura's heads flew into the air. His eyes stared hard, filled with unwillingness and anger. He had many powerful secret techniques that he had not used yet, and he had a world-shattering origin.
He hadn't even used his power yet, but he died from a single blow. He was unwilling to die.
Although he was unwilling to do so, Black Shura still died like this. His head was cut off by Bai Cangdong's sword. He didn't even pull out the sword until he died. He still held the sword hilt in his hand and the headless body before he died.
They collapsed together, and demon blood flowed all over the ground.
There was silence under the magic fighting stage. The demons had already been stunned by everything in front of them. No one wanted to believe what they saw. Bai Candong actually killed Black Shura with a sword, and Black Shura took it seriously.
Not even the sword was drawn out.
All of this was so unreal that the demons felt as if they were in a dream. For a moment, the entire demon arena fell silent, without a single sound, and the silence was terrifying.
"Interesting." A strange smile appeared at the corner of Jun's mouth. She understood what was hidden behind this seemingly one-sided duel, so she found it interesting.
"What a terrible person. I am already a little confused about whether to let him return to the Holy Realm. If such a person truly grows up, he will undoubtedly be a serious problem for us demons in the future." The flower-cherishing man also understood, with an expression on his face.
Said complicatedly.
Jun Que smiled: "Since ancient times, whether they are humans or demons, geniuses have emerged in endlessly, but how many people can truly reach the supreme position? He is just one of the thousands.
It’s just a grain of dust among millions, and there is still an endless road to go before we can shine in the world.”
"That's right. He's still just a scribe. It's really too early to worry now." Xihuaren laughed dumbly.
Bai Cangdong stood on the stage, closed the empty color ruler, and suddenly looked up to the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and sighed: "I have been alone in the demon world for more than ten years, and I want to be defeated but cannot be defeated. It is really sad and lamentable.
, which makes people feel disheartened. From now on, I will no longer go on stage to compete with others."
When Bai Cangdong said these words, the faces of the demons below turned green and red, but no one could refute. Even Black Shura was killed by his sword. They couldn't even find a word to refute.
Being able to watch Bai Cangdong despise all demon soldiers-level demons on the stage.
Seeing that the devil in the audience was furious, but no one could say a word, Bai Cangdong felt extremely relaxed. Grandpa Mao once said that the enemy should be treated as cruelly as the harsh winter. He liked the enemy to hate him until his teeth itched, and
It looks like I can't bite him.
Moreover, those pretentious words had already been thought about in his mind countless times when he used the name Dugu Qiubei. Although he was far from reaching the real lonely state of being invincible in the world like Dugu Qiubei, it was not too early.
It already made Bai Cangdong feel comfortable.
"If I can stand on the top of the demon world and say these few words in the future, my life will not be considered in vain." Bai Cangdong secretly admired the scene at that time in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
However, Bai Cangdong immediately regained his mood, because his play had not yet been completed, and everything before was just a foreshadowing, and the real topic came next.
After calming down, Bai Cangdong glanced at the faces of the many demons in the audience, and then sighed softly: "I originally thought that there should be a few people among the demon soldiers who are worthy of my understanding of the demon name, but now
It seems that I think highly of you demon soldiers."
"Since the demon soldiers are not worth showing off, let me explain the name of the demon general. Who is the demon general in this demon city respected by?" Bai Cangdong asked, glancing at the demon condescendingly.
"The demon generals in my demon city are, of course, headed by Mr. Guyegang." Death Shishi had already blended in with the demons in the audience, playing the role of a "trustee" very well.
"Yes, of course it's Lord Guyegang..." Someone raised his head, and many demons who knew Guyegang's name followed him.
"Okay, then I, Dugu Qiufei, will use this platform to ask, Guyeye Gang, do you dare to tell me the real name of the devil?" Bai Cangdong pointed to the sky and asked, his voice heard in the devil city.
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