With a smile on his lips, Tu jumped to his feet while looking at Gu Meng, who was seriously injured by a sneak attack, and handed over a bottle of healing elixir.
Then, he slowly soared into the air, one step at a time, black clouds followed, and strolled into the ring formation.
"Brother Yue, come on, give that kid some color."
"Yes, it's best to beat him to death so that he can vent his anger on Senior Sister Gu Meng."
"First break his right hand, and then trample him severely under his feet until his soul is completely destroyed."
"It would be advantageous for him to have his soul destroyed. He should be cut into pieces before death, making his life worse than death."
The demon cultivators watching the battle below were indignant and cheered for Tu Yue in unison.
The latter smiled and said nothing, raising his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
Facing Suning, who was standing in the distance, his Dantian was moving, and he said with surging demonic power: "Let's get started."
"Buzz."
The black mist arises, like rippling lake water. Circles, layer by layer, spread around at an extremely fast speed, stretching for thousands of meters.
At the same time, Tu Yue's figure disappeared in the black mist, setting off a rolling wave with astonishing momentum.
"High-quality magic, no trace of the demon."
Suning understood at a glance and immediately retreated without hesitation.
"boom."
There was thunder on the spot, and a big hand appeared faintly and disappeared in a flash.
"Yes, it's Yaozhen Wuhen."
"Since you have learned the Thirteen Steps of Yaoyun, I think you can also practice it to perfection with Yaozhen Wuhen, who is also a high-grade witchcraft in the body technique category."
"But do you know the origin of this technique?"
With no trace to be found, Tu Yue appeared strangely, with an intriguing expression: "The traces of demons without traces are the magic created by the first ancestor of my Qingque lineage. It is of the highest quality."
"To be precise, no one can fully understand this technique except the people of my Qingque lineage."
"Like you, like Jiang Lin'an back then, you can practice to the highest level at most."
"Because this involves the bloodline demon body, it is an inheritance that belongs exclusively to my Qingque lineage."
"It has nothing to do with talent or realm."
"but me......"
With a protracted tone, he merged into the black mist again and said: "Unfortunately, you are at the top level and I am at the top level. In terms of physical skills, I will crush you from beginning to end."
Suning was distracted and said indifferently: "I know many spells, and Yaozhen Wuhen is just one of them."
"Some of the top-notch immortal arts that I was unwilling to use in the past, from the Phoenix Realm, from the Shuiyun Immortal Realm, from the Wuchen Immortal Realm, and even the secret arts from the Wen Palace that you can't touch in your dreams, I have them all in my mind. They are countless."
"so......"
Smiling brightly, he simply opened the skylight to speak frankly, and said with a secret voice: "Tu Yue, you are injured. If you hold on until you die, you will be able to display the perfect level of cultivation of the 14th-grade True Immortal. Just in time for me to break through and kill the enemy.
Within the limit.”
"Including Gu Meng, who was attacked by me, she was also injured before she entered the ring."
"Whether it was a coincidence or whether you did it deliberately, I will remember this favor and keep it in my heart. I will never forget it in this life."
"But what I want is for you to spare no effort to fight me now, to prove my talent and strength, and to convince the five hundred demon clan below."
"Let go? So what if I win the ring battle? After all, it will be looked down upon by others."
"They may be respectful to me on the lips, but privately they may not know how to make fun of me."
"It's a shame for me that such a temptress gained the reputation unintentionally."