Hundreds of martial arts masters formed a half-moon shape and surrounded Dugu Baitian outside the demonic realm.
"How can you be a demon if you are gifted by Heaven! I, Dugu Baitian, actually appreciate your martial arts talent very much. I sigh that demons are incompatible and you and I are incompatible with water and fire. Today we will have a life-and-death battle!" The person who spoke was Yang Rui, the Great Compassionate King.
He was one of the first king-level masters Dugu Baitian knew.
"Hehe... until death..." Dugu Baitian drew out the Weeping Blood Divine Sword and gently stroked the peerless weapon snatched from the top of Yunshan with his hand. The cold red light glowed like blood solidified by cold frost. "Who dares?
Fight with me?"
Everyone looked at each other, and someone shouted: "You are a devil who has committed such a heinous crime that you deserve to die. It is absolutely unjust to kill you!" A group of people rushed up and slashed at him with swords in their hands. For a moment, the sword energy surged wildly.
"Hey...what's the moral right for me? Heroes, look at the sword!" A purple-red edge turned into a huge light blade and slashed at everyone with a shrill roar.
"boom"
There was a loud noise and a dozen people who rushed up were knocked backwards by the light blade. Some of them were pale, some had bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and some were on the verge of falling. There was silence on the field for a moment. Except for two sub-king-level masters, the rest of the dozen or so people were cultivators.
We have already reached the level of super masters, but such a powerful combination still failed.
Shocking!
Everyone had to re-evaluate Dugu Baitian's true strength again.
Yang Rui stood out from the crowd with a solemn expression.
"As expected, little friend, Yang is here today and wants to have a fair fight with you. What do you think?"
"The initiative is in your hands. Do I have a choice? If it is so beneficial to me, why should I refuse?" Dugu Baitian's face was calm without any fluctuation.
"please"
Yang Rui held an iron sword that shone with cold light and stared closely at the young opponent in front of him. Looking at this young man who was rising as fast as a comet, he was filled with emotion. If it weren't for the ancient legend, he might have fought with this celestial being.
The talented young people became good friends, but now we no longer have that chance.
Dugu Baitian did not dare to be careless in the slightest. Although he had successfully killed Yin Feng, a king-level master, when he was in the sub-king level, he did not dare to relax at all when facing the best of the king-level masters in front of him. He believed in a person's
Character and quality determine this person's achievements. On the surface, Yin Feng appears to be benevolent and moral, with the demeanor of a master, but secretly he is a despicable and shameless villain. His character and quality are destined to make him only the lowest among king-level masters. It is extremely difficult to reconcile.
Comparable to the Great Compassionate King.
"Rumble"
There was a slight thunder on the field, and a layer of dark clouds seemed to gather above Dugu Baitian's head. The Weeping Blood Divine Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and then a purple light suddenly appeared, and a bolt of lightning struck Yang Rui directly.
Someone exclaimed: "The Xiaotian Sword Technique is a magical skill inherited from the Wang family of the New Ming Empire."
Everyone couldn't help but think of that strange rainy night on the grassland, in which Dugu Baitian was like a god born in the world, which shocked them so much. Even thinking about it, they still felt a little bit uneasy.
Purple lightning struck Yang Rui directly. Yang Rui's body turned sharply, and the long sword in his hand struck out at the right time. White light appeared and made a chirping sound. The man moved around and flashed the sword energy in all directions.
Although the onlookers wanted to kill him immediately, they had to admire his martial arts skills. He used his young talent to fight against the older masters who had been famous for decades, and he was able to do both offense and defense without any loss. He even had more offense than defense.
It's not shocking. Of course, most people's hearts are full of jealousy and resentment, and they hate that he is young and accomplished, and his own bad qualities are fully exposed.
In the midst of the surging sword energy, Dugu Baitian stood up and hung in the air, holding the Weeping Blood Divine Sword in his hand. The sound of wind and thunder rumbled loudly. An unparalleled huge lightning shot out from his sword body and fell straight down.
Down.
At the same time, Yang Rui's long sword slashed toward the sky, and the white sword energy turned into a long dragon and rushed upward.
This was an unparalleled sword energy that condensed the two people's whole body skills. The hundreds of masters who were watching had to retreat amid the sound of chichi breaking through the air.
Suddenly, the combined attack power of the two masters rushed towards the Demon Realm, and the unparalleled light rushed into the dark place like a wild horse.
quiet!
At this moment, the place was extremely quiet and everyone held their breath.
Suddenly a black mist surged out and swallowed up the rushing sword energy. The black mist did not stop and continued to surge out. Dugu Baitian's body fell sharply and then dodged to the side. Yang Rui did not dare to
There was no delay, and the figures flashed rapidly. However, while avoiding the black mist, the two masters attacked each other again. The two sharp edges, purple red and white, continued to intersect and rise in the air.
"boom"
The power of the combined force - huge air waves surged into the black mist again. The black mist became furious. The mist splashed violently and spread towards the heroes in the distance. The heroes dodged one after another, but many people were still entangled by the black gas.
A miserable howl came from the black fog.
"Hurry and avoid this. This is the dark evil energy in the Demon Realm." Several king-level masters shouted.
When the black mist cleared, three people were mutilated with blood and flesh, and some parts of their bodies had exposed bones. They died tragically, and another seven or eight people were seriously injured. Their bodies were corroded by the evil spirit in a horrible way.
Everyone took a breath of cold air. It was only then that they truly understood how terrifying the Demon Realm was. It was already so dangerous even before they actually entered it. The danger inside could be imagined.
Yang Rui was finally seriously injured by Dugu Baitian's last blow. He vomited a large mouthful of blood, his face was pale and his body was crumbling. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "A hero emerges, a young man and an old man are defeated." He said with a look on his face.
He backed away lonely.
Everyone was shocked and the Great Compassionate King was defeated!
The heroes could not accept the reality that this invincible master who had stood for decades had lost!
Yang Rui is different from Yin Feng. There is still some controversy that Yin Feng can occupy the position of a king-level master. But Yang Rui is different. He has reached the king-level Dacheng realm and is considered a top master among king-level masters. However, he also lost to this short-term master.
A young man who is rising rapidly in time.
Shocking!
silence!
The facts before them forced everyone to believe it.
In the past month, Dugu Baitian has been hunted by people all over the world. He has seen all the ugliness of human nature and the despicableness of human nature. Very few people can fill his heart with respect. And the lonely figure in front of him is undoubtedly an upright master of the older generation.
He was a senior with outstanding skills and worthy of respect, but their different stances made the two of them speechless. Looking at the lonely back, Dugu Baitian didn't say a word, and all the comfort seemed hypocritical.
"Kill!" Someone in the crowd shouted. Dozens of people rushed towards Dugu Baitian frantically.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Dugu Baitian's mouth and he turned to face the Demon Realm.
"Go back quickly." A king-level expert shouted.
But it was too late. Dugu Baitian had been waiting here for three days. What he was waiting for was this opportunity. He mobilized all the power in his body, the Immortal Demonic Skill, and the Heaven-stealing Sun-Seizing Technique was fully activated. The powerful heaven and earth essences came to him as if they were being attracted.
Incoming. The surroundings around his body first became dim and pitch black, and then suddenly brightened up with a burst of brilliance. For a moment, the surroundings of his body suddenly glowed, and then a dazzling brilliance shot up into the sky. This shocking blast condensed the essence of heaven and earth.
The sword struck straight at the Demon Realm.
At the same time, Dugu Baitian stepped on Shenxu and quickly swept aside like a streak of light, away from the scene.
At this time, the unparalleled and shocking sword energy finally hit the Demon Realm.
"boom"
After a shocking earthquake, the dark demonic energy in the Demon Realm roared like an angry sea, roaring and surging out. Dark clouds closed the sun and the entire periphery of the Demon Realm fell into darkness. The earth was shaking and the sky was gradually getting darker.
The roaring wind shook the mountains!
"Ah! Help!"
"Wrath of God!"
…
The coward among the helpless heroes began to talk nonsense and cry loudly.
Dozens of people fell to the ground due to the shaking of the earth. Dark evil energy took advantage of the situation and the heroes immediately suffered heavy casualties.
In the end, the sky was completely dark and lightless. The dark wind was howling near the Demon Realm, and the black air was rolling and the demonic flames were billowing into the sky, as if the world-destroying demon was descending on the earth.
Amidst the wailing of countless people, the demonic energy finally gradually dissipated, and the world returned to clarity and the demonic realm returned to peace.
Outside the Demon Realm, like a Shura field, dozens of people were covered in blood and bones, and died tragically. Only about forty people were left standing there with pale faces, and half of them died unexpectedly.
"Dugu Baitian, you have completely eliminated humanity. You are so vicious!" A king-level master cried out in tears.
Dugu Baitian stood calmly in the distance without any trace of guilt on his face. "If you want to kill me, I have no choice to protect myself. I said that if you want to deprive others of their lives, you must pay the corresponding price. You are human and so am I.
Why do you feel so sad when I die unjustly and you feel so sad when someone is injured or killed?"
"You are not a human, you are a devil, you are a devil!" A king-level master screamed and rushed towards him.
The rest of the people also drew their long swords from their waists and rushed forward. A fierce murderous aura filled the entire venue.
Dugu Baitian, the elite among the elites, smiled as he looked at the rushing in, but he felt a little bitter in his heart. Because he saw Crystal, who had never had murderous intentions towards him, charging towards him with a pink face and a fierce sword in hand.
He knew that no one in the world would sympathize with him this time. At this moment, he felt like a lone wolf, a struggling lone wolf.
"In late spring, in March, the sheep rejoice and the grass grows. When the sky is cold, who feeds the wolves? People pity the sheep and wolves, but their hearts are lonely and sad. The world is unpredictable and frosty..." Dugu Baitian sang desolately and strode towards the Demon Realm.