As soon as Yin Tong finished speaking, Luo Zheng jumped up and landed on the ring, and asked with a relaxed expression.
"You still dare to laugh? However, it doesn't matter if you smile again, you will soon be unable to laugh again!"
Seeing that Luo Zheng was ignoring him, Yin Tong looked cold and took action directly. The demonic energy immediately transformed into a demonic knife and slashed out.
Boom boom!
The magic knife broke through the air, making loud noises, and in an instant it had cut into Luo Zheng's chest.
"Little tricks!"
Luo Zheng smiled faintly and did not take action. He slid back and immediately got out of the attack range of the magic knife.
"Hmph, you have such a beautiful idea. My soul-chasing life-killing knife can't be avoided so easily. Just accept your fate!"
Yin Tong was not disappointed at all, but instead showed a proud smile, and his smile was extremely ferocious.
The demonic sword he used suddenly turned into demonic energy again, and chased Luo Zheng like a shadow. No matter what kind of movement he used, the demonic energy would follow closely.
Moreover, as soon as he gets close to Luo Zheng, the demonic energy will naturally condense into a knife again and cut through him.
As a result, Luo Zheng could only keep dodging, and he didn't even have time to attack Yin Tong.
If Yin Tong is like this, he is in an invincible position, while Luo Zheng may be in danger if he relaxes even a little bit.
"Hahaha! Senior Brother Yin Tong is indeed invincible!"
"How can this Xue Zhongtian be the opponent of Senior Brother Yin Tong? What a joke!"
"I thought there was something powerful about it, but it seems like that's all!"
Seeing that Luo Zheng was at a disadvantage and seemed to have no ability to counterattack, many of the servants laughed loudly.
But the disciples of the foreign teachers all looked ugly and did not dare to argue anymore.
This is true among demons. If the situation is inferior to that of humans, one must learn to behave with one's tail between one's legs, otherwise one will definitely die an ugly death.
However, what happened next was surprising.
"Okay, I won't play with you anymore!"
Luo Zheng, who had always been at a disadvantage, suddenly stopped evading, stood still, and let the magic knife cut his body.
"Huh? Could it be that Xue Zhongtian knows that he is no match for Yin Tong, and is afraid that he will be captured alive and suffer pain, so he would rather die under the magic knife!"
Doubts arose in everyone's mind.
And all
The foreign disciples even looked disappointed.
If Luo Zheng is killed by Yin Tong this time, not only will they face humiliation, but they will even be unable to raise their heads in front of the internal priests for a long time.
However, after the magic knife struck Luo Zheng, something unexpected happened.
I saw the magic knife falling on his body, but there was no blood splashing out. Instead, it was like falling into a quagmire, slowly sinking into his body.
"How is it possible? Damn it, give me back the Soul-Chasing Life-Destroying Knife!"
Yin Tong looked shocked and roared. He found that he had not hurt Luo Zheng at all. The magic sword that he had forged with magic energy was suppressed by his opponent. Even if he wanted to take it back, it would be impossible.
There is no way.
This soul-chasing and life-killing knife was made by condensing most of his demonic energy over a hundred thousand years. It has always been invincible in the past.
Now not only can't he hurt Luo Zheng, he will even lose his sword.
If he cannot retrieve the soul-chasing life-stealing knife, he will have lost most of his strength and will immediately fall to the bottom of the valley as a master in the immortal realm!
Gulu!
However, the magic knife eventually completely sank into Luo Zheng's body and disappeared.
It was not refining, but was suppressed by Luo Zheng into the sea of blood in his body. This was suppression based on strength, without any tricks.
Luo Zheng's current strength is much stronger than Yin Tong!
"What else do you have to say?"
Luo Zheng asked calmly.
"I, I admit defeat!"
The corners of Yin Tong's mouth trembled. Now he understood that Luo Zheng's strength was terrifying to the point where he could not match him. He was just teasing him before.
Even if he lost his soul-chasing life-stealing knife and lost most of his strength, he didn't have the guts to say a single harsh word.
Because if you say harsh words at this time, it will definitely lead to death.
"If that's the case, then you die!"
Luo Zheng's face was cold, and he stretched out his hand, and a sea of blood appeared under Yin Tong's head and enveloped it.
In an instant, Yin Tong was submerged in the sea of blood, without even the slightest splash of water.
This servant, who was said to be on par with the internal disciples, died.
"Hahahaha! Senior Brother Xue Zhongtian is indeed invincible. Now let's see who among you servants dares to fight!"
"Senior Brother Xue Zhongtian, you are extremely powerful!"
"What a bullshit internal disciple, what a waste, Blood-heavy Heavenly Master
Long live brother!"
At this time, it was the turn of all the foreign disciples to become arrogant. They screamed wildly one by one and kept cheering. The sound almost shook the entire venue.
"This is a bloody victory!"
The presiding inner disciple took a deep look at Luo Zheng and then announced.
Luo Zheng walked down the ring, and wherever he passed, all the internal trainers unconsciously stepped away, not daring to look directly at him.
Luo Zheng was so powerful that he killed Yin Tong like a crusher, making all the servants feel unable to lift their heads.
However, Luo Zheng didn't care at all and returned to the place where he meditated before and continued to practice sitting cross-legged.
In the next few competitions, Luo Zheng almost always won without a fight. Once the foreign disciples encountered him, they would immediately admit defeat.
And the internal trainer who met Luo Zheng had already abstained and left before even entering the ring.
Ten days later, all the competitions in the seventh arena where Luo Zheng was located were over, and the winner was naturally him.
The winners of the other seven arenas have also been decided.
The winners of the eight arenas will also compete for one of the thirty-three internal disciples.
At this time, the person hosting the competition had been replaced by an internal defense disciple.
This person is a masked demon woman, wearing a black skirt, with a very explosive figure, her cultivation has reached the Xiao Huanxuan realm, and she is a powerful demon god.
"The eight of you will then draw lots for a duel. The final winner will get the spot as the only internal disciple in this venue!"
The female protective disciple glanced at Luo Zheng's face with a cold gaze, then took out eight jade tablets for eight people to choose from.
"What's going on with this witch? Does she have a grudge against me?"
Luo Zheng was suspicious in his heart. He felt that there was clearly murderous intent in the eyes of the female protective disciple.
However, he did not show it. He waited until everyone else had chosen the jade tablets before picking up the last jade tablet in the hand of the female protective disciple.
"The eight jade cards are A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng and Xin. You can see the numbers on the jade cards by stimulating them with demonic energy. The order of the duel is number A versus number B in the first game. The winner of the two can
Challenge No. C..."
After everyone got the jade token, the witch explained.
"It turned out to be a wheel war? Huh, this woman has clearly done something!"
Luo Zheng turned his palm and saw that the jade plaque in his hand was the number A!