Hearing Yan Chaoji's words, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Everyone thought that Xu Yibai had used all his strength, but now it seems that he has not reached his limit yet.
But since that magical power is taboo, it must have strong side effects.
However, for the sake of the fifth-grade spiritual stone and his face, Xu Yibai must go all out, take risks, and use forbidden magical powers.
"Xu Yibai... actually still has some energy left."
Dongfang Hongfei's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration.
In this Qianlong Conference, he felt that he had the potential to compete for first place.
But looking at it now, each of these people is more tyrannical than the last, and it is difficult for him to even be ranked among the top three.
This made the proud man feel extremely disappointed.
Zuo Simiao looked solemn and said thoughtfully: "How powerful is Xu Yibai's forbidden magical power, and how does it compare with the Void Palm?"
At this time, everyone is curious about how powerful the so-called forbidden magical power is and what kind of wonderful method it uses.
On the arena.
Xu Yibai was shrouded in demonic aura, his face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on Chen Yang, his eyes were full of cruelty.
Just now, although he had dodged the Nine Stars Lianzhu, he fled in a hurry and was very embarrassed.
Moreover, he was hit by the aftermath of the Nine Stars Continuum, and his clothes were torn. He was obviously at a disadvantage in the first move of the confrontation.
This made him very resentful towards Chen Yang.
And his words about killing Chen Yang with one blow became a joke and made him lose face.
He tightened his grip on the Soul-Devouring Banner, his whole body became more powerful, showing a strong fighting spirit, and he muttered: "Chen Yang, you have angered me."
"etc!"
Seeing that Xu Yibai was about to attack again, Chen Yang suddenly shouted and stopped Xu Yibai's momentum.
"Why, if you want to admit defeat, you are dreaming!"
Xu Yibai was furious, waving the soul-swallowing flag in his hand, condensing the demonic energy, and was about to attack.
He wants to use his own strength to defeat Chen Yang and prove that he is stronger than Chen Yang.
"I'm not admitting defeat, I just want to get back what I won."
Chen Yang held a long sword in his hand, soared into the air, and shouted to Xu Yibai: "We had a bet just now. If you can't defeat me in one move, your weapons and Najie will all belong to me. Now, in one move,
The move has been passed, but I have not been defeated. Therefore, your Soul-Swallowing Banner and the Nashu Ring are all mine. If you want to lose face, return my things to me immediately."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
As Chen Yang said, Xu Yibai's swallowing banner and Najie indeed belong to Chen Yang.
However, the Tunpo Banner was a very important weapon to Xu Yibai.
The things in the ring are treasures he has accumulated over the years.
Neither of these things can be given to others.
The reason why he was willing to bet just now was because he was confident in his own strength, but who would have thought that Chen Yang would actually burst out with tyrannical fighting power and defeat his demon spirit.
Now, if he is asked to hand over the Tunpo Banner and Najie, he will naturally not be happy.
Thinking of the life-and-death battle between Chen Yang and Zuo Simiao yesterday, Zuo Yuxing relied on his tyrannical strength to stop the battle and let Zuo Simiao survive.
Xu Yibai believed that since he had his master Yan Chaoji, he could naturally ignore the bet just now and not hand over the Tunpo Banner and Najie.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly, ignored Chen Yang's words, waved the Soul-Swallowing Banner, and continued to attack.
Seeing this, everyone naturally knew that he was cheating.
"Xu Yibai, you are so shameless, can't you afford to lose?"
"If you don't hand over the Tunpo Banner and Najie to Chen Yang, we won't let you leave the Qianlong Conference."
"You, a demonic thug, have disgraced yourself and your master."
For a time, many people at the venue spoke out and accused Xu Yibai.
Xu Yibai was so angry that his face was livid, but he focused on fighting and ignored it.
But Yan Chaoji's face darkened, and he immediately released the aura of the Immortal Realm, pressing towards those who were shouting loudly.
Suddenly, the voices in the venue became quieter.
No one dared to provoke Yan Chaoji.
"Chen Yang, it was you who forced me to use this move. If you can still block it, I, Xu Yibai, will really be ashamed of myself."
On the ring, Xu Yibai shouted sharply, and a black-red blood-evil aura suddenly appeared behind him. It was not an entity, but his eighth-level blood-evil spirit.
The blood-evil artistic conception shrouded the Soul-Swallowing Banner.
Suddenly, the three unconscious souls imprisoned in the Po-Tunping Banner let out a sharp and ferocious roar, struggling in the Po-Tunping Banner, squeezing the surface of the Po-Tunping Banner and bulging, revealing the outlines of the three souls.
The three divine souls opened their big mouths and roared wildly, as if they wanted to rush out of the Soul-Tampering Banner.
And their ferocious momentum was stronger than before.
Obviously, the artistic conception of blood evil had given their strength some kind of improvement; or perhaps, they had received some kind of stimulation.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Yibai released his demonic energy, and the long pole made from white bones entered the black flag, continuously, as if it was absorbed by the Soul-Swallowing Flag.
The color of the Tunpo Banner is getting darker and darker, and the eerie aura makes the two-meter-high black flag look like a devil's door.
The three unconscious souls in the black flag became even more crazy, impacting the black flag and causing the surface of the black flag to protrude by more than half a meter.
It seemed that at any moment, they would break out of the black flags.
"roar……"
"Wow, eat... eat..."
"Tear apart and die!"
The three unconscious souls speak human words, but are obviously irrational. They have been completely controlled by the demonic energy, and their power is getting stronger and more terrifying.
Looking at Xu Yibai, his complexion turned pale, as if he had been seriously injured, and his overall aura dropped a lot.
However, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker, and his eyes became more ferocious.
"puff!"
Suddenly, blood spurted out from his mouth, all of which sprinkled on the Po-Tunping Banner.
With a scoff, a half-meter-wide hole opened on the surface of the Tunpo Banner. Looking inside, it was pitch black, as if it were a chaotic void.
The dense demonic energy continued to spread out from the crack, which was much stronger than Xu Yibai's own demonic energy.
However, the three unconscious souls became quiet at this moment, and the surface of the Soul-Tunping Banner returned to smoothness, as if they had disappeared.
"die!"
"Eat, kill!"
A ferocious roar suddenly came out, and the three divine souls in the Soul-Tombing Banner suddenly rushed out from the cracks in the Soul-Tombing Banner. They all condensed their bodies with tyrannical demonic energy, forming the outline of the human body, carrying the blood evil mood, and locked the
Chen Yang rushed forward.
The faces and expressions of those three spirits could not be seen clearly, but from their breath, everyone sensed their ferocity and demonic nature.
"Po Mosha! Chen Yang, you... are dead."
Xu Yibai's pale face showed a ferocious look, and his body swayed in the air. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of demonic energy and almost fell down.