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The old devil Hehuan looked at Zheng Yunshan and said coldly: "No need!"
In fact, there are masters in each realm of the six sects of the Demonic Way. He borrowed people just to prevent unexpected events. After all, what he wanted was to be foolproof.
With his eyes, he can naturally see Zheng Yunshan's strength.
The old devil of Hehuan seemed to have chosen someone casually, but at the same time he was very careful and selected the best one among the tall ones.
"Hehuan Sect, Wu Yong!"
A disciple from the Hehuan Sect came out and cupped his fist slightly at Zheng Yunshan.
Zheng Yunshan seemed to know that he was no match for Wu Yong, so he struck preemptively and flew a flying sword from his body.
The scarlet sword light shone, and suddenly split into two, attacking Wu Yong from both sides.
Li Feiyu glanced slightly sideways, this method was quite good, but Zheng Yunshan was a bit older after all, and although he had some supernatural powers, he wasted a lot of time, and he might not be able to hope for the Nascent Soul in this life.
Wu Yong faced the vermilion sword light coming from the left and right, his expression condensed, his left palm was filled with pink air, and his right palm was filled with green air. The mist shot out and impacted the flying sword light.
In the pink and green mist, the sword light was blocked, and then slowly melted away, which was extremely strange.
Li Feiyu was not surprised by this. The Hehuan Sect has been able to reach this point, so there is certainly something to be said for it.
This Wu Yong is not like the old demon Hehuan who has found a new way to practice other skills. Judging from the magical power he displays, it should be one of the magical powers of the Hehuan Sect.
"Zheng Yunshan is just a casual cultivator after all. Compared with the monks of the big sects, he still lacks some background."
Li Feiyu sighed softly.
Zheng Yunshan saw that his differentiated sword light was being dissolved, he opened his mouth and spit out another ball of vermilion flames. The flames burned and made a crackling sound, and the temperature around him rose slightly.
Wu Yong moved away, raised his hand and slapped Zheng Yunshan.
One palm after another!
The pink and green auras alternated. Zheng Yunshan did not dare to take a direct hit and could only keep dodging.
The old devil of Hehuan smiled slightly and said, "Friend Daoist Li, what do you think of my Hehuan Sect's magical powers?"
"There are merits, but that's it. I don't know if it's because I haven't cultivated to a high level."
The old devil of Hehuan snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Zheng Yunshan majored in fire-based exercises and was proficient in the art of flames, but judging from the situation, he was no match for Wu Yong. His skills, moves, and magical powers were all inferior.
Fortunately, he has more combat experience than Wu Yong and is somewhat able to adapt to changes.
But if you don't change, you will lose sooner or later.
Zheng Yunshan's eyes exuded a ruthless look. He patted the storage bag, brushed it with one hand and pressed it directly to his mouth.
Gulu~
Zheng Yunshan's Adam's apple twitched. After swallowing, his eyes were red and blood appeared all over his body.
Immediately afterwards, his breath began to surge!
"Come again!"
He shouted violently and tried his best to control his mind and prevent himself from being shocked by the violence of the Blood-Blood Pill and losing his mind.
The old devil Hehuan frowned, but didn't say much.
Monk fighting skills, magical weapons, elixirs, talismans, seals, etc. are naturally among the available means.
Zheng Yunshan took the Blood-Blooded Pill and his strength greatly increased. He suddenly reached the peak of the early stage of pill formation. He was not weaker than Wu Yong at all, and even slightly exceeded it, and was infinitely close to the middle stage of pill formation.
In fact, Wu Yong's strength is slightly better than that of ordinary casual cultivators in the middle stage of pill formation.
At this time, the two were fighting, and it was almost impossible to tell the difference.
The magical power of the bombardment was astonishing, forming waves of hurricanes that hit the fields in all directions.
"The yin and yang are in harmony, the joy is the same, the two palms...are one!"
Wu quickly formed hand seals on his hands, chanted in a low voice, and pushed a huge palm intertwined with green and pink aura towards Zheng Yunshan on the opposite side.
The violent blood pill has a time limit, so Zheng Yunshan also resorted to a strong attack in order not to delay the time.
"One dollar initial!"
Zheng Yunshan practices a special set of skills called Ten Thousand Swords Sword Art.
This is his chance.
This set of skills is also quite good, it is a rare skill that combines sword techniques and formations.
But precisely because of this, this set of swordsmanship is quite difficult and obscure. You must be familiar with the formations and have enough spirituality in the formations to continue to understand and make rapid progress.
Two powerful magical powers collided with each other, causing a violent explosion.
The hot wind was surging, like the waves of the sea, rushing in all directions.
Both of them flew backwards, with blood stains on their mouths.
Wu Yong's face turned pale and he wiped the corners of his mouth. He was very angry and immediately wanted to attack again. But at this time, Zheng Yunshan's aura suddenly dropped, which made people stunned for a while, but then they were overjoyed.
Although he also suffered serious injuries, compared with his opponent, he was undoubtedly much better.
Burning so much essence and blood may not be able to make up for it in a short time. Tens or decades of time will be wasted on this.
Precisely because it is extremely troublesome to make up for the essence and blood, no ordinary monk will use this trick unless it is at the last moment.
As for longevity burning, it’s even more extreme!
Just when he was about to take action again, Zheng Yunshan suddenly said, "I admit defeat!"
Li Feiyu said that if he couldn't defeat him even after taking the Blood-Blood Pill, he would just admit defeat.
This was also within Li Feiyu's expectation.
Those who fight on the other side are definitely Dacheng peak monks whose realm is stuck at a bottleneck.
As for Guan Li Feiyu, among the alchemy cultivators, only Zhou Yuan is at the level of master alchemy. The rest can only be considered ordinary in various realms. To choose between them, it is just a matter of picking a taller one among the short ones.
Better than nothing, just making up the numbers.
However, Li Feiyu gave them the blood-blasting pills and still hoped that they would win.
One session ends, followed immediately by the second session.
Appearing opposite is Wang Chan!
With Li Feiyu's eyesight, he could naturally see that among the several mid-level pill-forming masters from the Six Demonic Sects, Wang Chan was indeed the top one.
But among the other three major forces, there seem to be one or two people who are slightly better than him.
"It really shouldn't be underestimated!"
Li Feiyu sighed softly and immediately sent out his people who were in the middle stage of forming the pill.
Both sides took turns recruiting players, but it was a pity that Li Feiyu's side did not have a pool of players to choose from like the other side.
The one who competes in this competition is already the best choice and there will be no changes.
Just like the first game, the people sent by Li Feiyu were completely crushed by Wang Chan from the beginning. Fortunately, he took the Blood-Blooded Pill and was able to fight. He saved some bad points, but at the same time, Wang Chan suffered a lot.
of injuries.
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The old devil Hehuan was quite happy, laughed a few times, and looked at Li Feiyu and the others with some pride in their eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you have already lost two games in a row. If you lose one more time, you will have no chance of winning. The best outcome of the competition is a draw."
"What should we say if it's a draw?"
Li Feiyu chuckled, "A draw? Impossible!"
"Hehuan Laomo, it's just two games. These two games are what I asked you to do."
"After all, we will all be members of the Tiannan forces from now on. I will always save some face for you. If you lose all six battles, it will be difficult for you to be a demon in the eyes of everyone today. You will not be ridiculed and ridiculed!"
"You...hum, what's the point of showing off your power of words for a while!"
"Since you dare to make big claims, let's get rid of someone else!"
Li Feiyu smiled slightly, "Zhou Yuan, don't let me down!"
Zhou Yuan nodded, and with a sway of his body, he was already in the sky of the battlefield.
"Please enlighten me next week!"
Master Zhiyang stroked his beard, looked at Zhou Yuan, then glanced at the Demon Dao people, and said with a faint smile: "Fellow Daoist Hehuan, this battle is not going to be easy!"
The old devil Hehuan knew it well.
There are not many people in Tiannan who have achieved great success in forming elixirs, and although there are a few from the Demonic Path this time, their magical powers are also quite impressive.
But in the eyes of Old Demon Hehuan, he is at most on par with Zhou Yuan.
Judging from his demeanor, he is quite extraordinary, and with the Bloody Blood Pill, since the first two have it, Zhou Yuan must also have it.
He thought for a while, hesitated a little, and finally said: "Old man Zhiyang, since you want to get a share of the pie, you, the Righteous Alliance, must also contribute!"
"Your disciple is here, it would be a waste not to fight!"