"Wenji, come on!" Yun Qinghong said after a brief silence.
"Ah...me?" Behind Yun Qinghong, a rather young-looking man wearing royal attire pointed at him, with a look of confusion and panic on his face.
Wenji is the son of King Xu, and his talent and strength are also extraordinary. However, with his 29-year-old and second-level profound strength in the Tyrannical Realm, he can only be ranked at the bottom among the top young people in the entire fantasy demon world.
... Even the teacher, who is far weaker than Dong Xi, is still at the bottom.
In the first round, Mu Hengyi had already been defeated miserably at the hands of Zi Huan. In the second round, there should be someone who could match the Prince of Zi Huan. Even if he did not win, he would at least save some face after the disastrous defeat. Lian Mu
Heng Yi was defeated in an instant by his opponent. If he goes up, he will only lose worse.
"Yes, Wenji, you will be the second one to appear." Yun Qinghong faced him and said with a deep eyebrow: "The opponent is indeed an opponent that is difficult for you to defeat, but as the king of the Illusory Demon Royal Family, even if you lose the game, you will still be able to win.
You can only lose momentum, let alone lose momentum before losing the game."
Wenji gritted his teeth and quickly calmed down: "Okay!"
"Although you and Zi Huan are three small realms apart, we are both overlords after all. Even if he beats you, he will still have to spend a lot of money. Your goal is to consume as much of his profound energy as possible... Remember, three
Attack in three points, defend in seven points. When attacking, only attack the vital parts that are fatal. Also, no matter what he says, you must stay calm enough! If you can do the above, you will have won this game.
.”
"I remember!" Wenji nodded vigorously, then flew up and landed in the arena.
"Prince Xufu Wenji, please enlighten me."
"Oh, it turns out it's Brother Wenji." Prince Zihuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It seems that you really can't pick any decent people over there. You even sent them here. I feel for you."
How pitiful."
Wenji: "..."
Prince Zihuan stretched out his finger to him and hooked it with contempt: "Come on, attack as much as you want. If you are a rookie like you, if I can't get you down within ten moves, I will have no shame in continuing in this Demon Imperial City."
Mix in."
No member of the Illusory Demon Royal Family who is not a human being has ever been humiliated by such words. Wenji clenched his fists tightly and felt angry in his heart, but Yun Qinghong's warning quickly flashed through his mind. He took a short breath and let himself quickly
He calmed down, then said nothing, stepped on the ground with his legs, and with a golden gun in his hand, a golden phantom flew out and pierced Prince Zihuan's chest. At the same time, his domain also opened with full force.
"Hangyan Domain!!"
The red flames condensed on the golden spear tip, and the huge domain power was like a sudden tsunami, amplifying the power of the spear body and impacting Prince Zihuan's whole body... The red fire was just inferior among ordinary mysterious fires.
form, but the red flame used by the members of the Illusory Demon Royal Family is actually the inferior Golden Crow flame, which is far more powerful than the dark purple Xuan Yan.
"Watch me chop your broken spear into pieces!"
Prince Zihuan roared arrogantly, and with a wave of the red blood sword, seven bloody sword lights shot out in an instant. The extremely sharp sword lights carried scorching flames, easily tearing apart Wenji's domain, and there was a sound of splitting the air.
It's like a knife cutting through glass, it's extremely harsh.
The golden spear that was stabbing Zihuan suddenly slowed down at this moment, and then the figure suddenly swayed and shifted instantly. Four of Prince Zihuan's bloody blades suddenly hit the air, and three of them collided with Wenji's spear light.
In a burst of chaotic and harsh shattering sounds, the three sword lights were completely resisted, and Wenji was also hit ten steps away by the remaining force.
"Huh?" Zi Huan frowned and sneered. His body was like a swift shadow and his sword was like a swimming dragon. He slashed in front of Wen Ji in an instant.
"True Flame Shield!!"
Bang!!
The red blood knife struck the flame vortex formed in front of Wenji, but after only a moment of stalemate, the flame vortex was torn apart, and two more bloody lights flashed. The flame vortex completely disappeared, and the red blood knife drove straight in. At "Dang"
With a loud sound, it struck Wenji's golden spear.
With a loud sound, Wenji leaned forward and backward, with a splash of blood splattering from the corner of his mouth, but he held on tightly without retreating. The golden gun that had been filled with all his strength was sunk half an inch by the red blood knife, but it was still far from being chopped off.
Very far.
Zihuan had yelled arrogantly before to chop Wenji's gun into pieces, but after five blows, Wenji held on firmly... He seemed to attack with all his strength, but he suddenly changed his position, avoided the attack, and then used his final
He quickly switched from offense to defense. Although he was injured, he did not take a step back.
Zi Huan narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Boy, get out of here!"
The fire on the red blood knife suddenly flashed, and a huge force burst out. Zi Huan had already used a lot of force on this knife. Wenji's face turned pale and his body retreated violently, but Zi Huan's knife glowed like a tarsal maggot.
, followed closely by three dazzling rays of blood-rich light.
Dang!! Dang!! Chi!!
When receiving the second knife, the golden gun finally flew out, and the third knife cut into Wenji's chest, cutting through his protective black power, and then cut through his protective armor... But under the mysterious power,
Under the resistance of He Baojia, the red blood sword had no power left. Wenji flew out, but landed firmly. After the broken armor, there was only a thin red mark with blood beads hanging on his chest.
Wenji moved his hand, and the golden gun was sucked back into his hand. He wiped the blood on his mouth and smiled: "It's been eight moves."
Although he was beaten in a miserable state and could only parry without being able to fight back, he was able to withstand the attacks of Zi Huan, whose profound strength was stronger than his own in three minor realms...especially the three sword strikes just now.
, that was Zi Huan’s attack with all his strength.
Zihuan could have made Wenji fall down within ten moves, which he could have shouted out in public. If he couldn't win within ten moves, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to stripping his own face.
"This bastard..." Prince Zihuan gritted his teeth secretly, but with a look of contempt on his face: "I just showed mercy and didn't want you to lose too ugly. Do you really think you are worthy of me?"
Have you been jumping under the red blood knife for so long?"
Prince Zihuan's eyes widened, and he suddenly let out a low roar, blood burst out from the blade of the sword, and in an instant, Wenji's already shaky territory was torn in half.
The mysterious skill Zi Huan practiced was the Blood Flame Sword, and the weapon he used was the blood-red Crimson Blood Sword. Moreover, the light of his sword was blood-colored, and even the flames he released seemed to turn into blood flames. In his eyes,
Under the sudden burst of profound energy, the space within thirty feet around him was shaken by circles of blood-colored ripples, and the entire competition venue seemed to be covered with a faint layer of blood.
Wen Ji, who was closest to Li Huan, had a sudden change in his expression. He gritted his teeth as if facing a formidable enemy and held the golden gun in front of him.
Prince Zihuan raised the red blood sword horizontally and made a low sound from his mouth... The momentum of this sword was enough to show its amazing power, but it was inevitably accompanied by considerable consumption. But if you want to defeat Wenji within two swords
, how can he not pay a price... The big words have been spoken, and with this sword, he will defeat Wenji no matter what.
"Underworld Flame Sword!!"
Prince Zihuan let out a low roar and slashed out with the red blood sword. In an instant, the sword light raged wildly, as if the entire world was completely enveloped, allowing it to be slaughtered.
Facing the sword light and blood flames that filled the sky, Wenji's face became extremely solemn. He roared and retreated as fast as possible. At the same time, all his dark energy was condensed into the golden gun. The gun body rotated and rolled up a huge flame.
barrier.
Bang!!
Just like a blood lotus blooming in the sky, under the blood lotus, the red blood knife and the golden gun collided fiercely. The power of the two overlords exploded, spreading a flame dozens of feet long and wide in the demon emperor's hall.
curtain.
Wenji's flame domain completely collapsed. In the fire curtain, he flew out with the golden gun and hit the ground heavily. After dozens of tumbling, he stood up abruptly. A pair of arms were already
The blood was flowing profusely, and the location was outside the arena.
"Wenji, you are defeated, please retreat." The little demon queen said expressionlessly.
As soon as the Little Demon Queen's voice fell, people from Prince Xu's Palace flew to Wenji's side, took him back to his seat, and praised him excitedly: "I actually forced Prince Zihuan to use the Dark Flame Sword... Little Prince
,well done.”
"Hey..." Wenji laughed, then closed his eyes and passed out.
"This boy has actually wasted so much of my strength." When the Xue Ming Dao came out, Prince Zihuan was slightly out of breath. He couldn't blame anyone else, he could only blame himself for speaking too loudly, and at this moment, a voice
Prince Zihuan was about to respond, but the other party didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Instead, he attacked quickly with Liehuo and sword shadows. Zihuan had just used a big move, and there was a short-term deficit in Xuanli.
Under the opponent's urgent attack, he hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, but after all, he was the fourth among the Seven Illusory Demon Sons, and the opponent's profound strength was only at the third level of the Tyrant Profound Realm. He quickly surged with profound strength, and the red blood sword glowed with blood.
Shoot: "If a scum like you wants to win against me, just dream!"
Bang bang bang bang bang!!
Five swords struck out in a row, creating a large wave of blood-colored fire. Zi Qiang was almost forced to the edge of the arena. He raised his sword again and faced Zi Huan's sword without fear. After twenty encounters, he was still blown away by Zi Huan's sword.
Several dozen feet away, he spat out three bloody arrows in a row. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a sword again, roared wildly, and stabbed Zi Huan. The sword whistle shook the entire Demon Emperor's Hall.
"Rainbow split!!"
Like a meteor streaking across the sky above the hall, even the people in the most corner of the hall felt a frightening sword intent. Facing Zifeng's sword, Prince Zihuan shouted arrogantly, "Don't dodge."
Avoid, meet head-on...
"Oni Flame Sword!!"
The blood light collided with the sword shadow in chaos, and then the blood light flashed through the sword shadows and cut across Zifeng's body.
Zi Guang groaned, the long sword flew out of his hand, and his whole body flew out, smashing into the seat two hundred feet away.
"If Zifeng loses, Zi Huan will still win!" The Little Demon Queen frowned.
Zihuan's strength can only be ranked in the middle of the pack in Dongxi, but even three people from Xixi were defeated! The faces of everyone in Dongxi were getting harder and harder to look at. At this time, another person from the palace jumped into the air.
A ball of flames flew towards Zi Huan.
"Prince Gu's Mansion Chengyang, accept the move!!"
The fourth teacher entered the scene, and with a greeting, he directly attacked Prince Zihuan.
Flames collided, profound energy roared, and the flames in the center of the hall continued to burst and roar. The two men fought fiercely and met dozens of times. As a ball of blood flames exploded, Chengyang was seriously injured and fell into coma on the spot.
