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Chapter 1415: The Ghost Flood Demon Clan, versus the Ghost Saint Son

 At this moment, Black Dragon looked particularly calm.

The blade was caught by Xu Zimo, but he abandoned the blade and retreated.

Xu Zimo didn't stop him, just looked at him quietly.

The black dragon stood still, his eyes slightly solemn.

He is very confident in his speed and knife skills.

Now, with just one move, he could feel how strong the opponent was.

For a person like him walking on the edge of a cliff, he is afraid that with one move, either he will kill someone else, or someone else will kill him.

He took out another short knife from somewhere.

The two daggers crossed each other, and with a "bang" sound, two powerful sword intents split apart.

Xu Zimo didn't care.

He stretched out his right hand and directly crushed the attacking sword energy.

Under the cover of the sword energy, the black dragon's figure disappeared again.

The next moment, seven or eight black dragon figures appeared around Xu Zimo.

"Is it a clone?" someone said.

"No, the eight auras are the same, as if they are one body.

And the strength is the same, it's impossible to tell which one is the clone and which one is the real body," someone shook his head.

Looking around at the sudden appearance of figures.

Xu Zimo chuckled lightly, and his palms moved quickly.

Once connected with the opponent's dozen or so palms, he was able to do so with ease.

"Bang bang bang" several sounds sounded.

All those figures were knocked away.

However, the next moment, as the figure flew out, a dragon figure soared into the sky.

The dragon roared angrily, and its four black claws shattered the void and grabbed Xu Zimo.

Black Jiao lives up to his name.

He is not a human race, nor is he a fire race.

It is a creature of the ghost dragon clan.

The huge dragon head kept roaring and wanted to swallow Xu Zimo into his abdomen.

Xu Zimo stood there indifferently, as if he was frightened.

It was swallowed directly.

…………

Xu Zimo was no longer visible in the entire arena.

Only the huge body of the ghost dragon is hovering, and the rich evil spirit fills the void.

"This scene, black dragon..."

Before the referee finished speaking, the black dragon suddenly roared.

As if heartbreaking, his body kept rolling, and a powerful force swept the entire arena.

"What's going on?" someone asked in confusion.

Finally, after struggling for a long time, the ghost dragon's body fell on the spot motionless, with blood flowing out from all sides of its body.

A sword light flashed out.

Xu Zimo opened Jiaolong's body and walked out with blood dripping from his body.

In his hand, he was still holding the internal organs of the dragon.

Especially gentian, which is a great tonic.

"Referee, why are you standing there stunned?" Xu Zimo said.

The referee quickly changed the decision.

"In this competition, Xu Zimo wins."

…………

Xu Zimo stepped off the ring and threw the internal organs in his hand in front of the disciples of the Celestial Being Immortal Sect.

Said: "Take these and make soup. Your sect leader is now weak and needs a lot of nourishment."

"Thank you," several disciples nodded quickly.

"You were swallowed by him on purpose," Shangguanxian said with a smile.

"It's hard for you to think of taking gentian and give it to Sect Master Zhang for treatment."

"Just do it as you please," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Said: "Let's have another competition today."

"That's right, half of the people were eliminated yesterday.

As a result, the number of people today has dropped sharply, and we have more competitions."

Shangguanxian nodded and said.

"It is estimated that by the end of today, only a quarter of the people will be left."

"It's better to end it as soon as possible," Xu Zimo replied.

Because there is still some time before the second match between the two.

So everyone found an inn nearby and prepared to have a meal.

…………

A large table of delicious food was served.

Xu Zimo looked at Shangguanxian and asked, "Since you have seen Bian Shishi, do you know where she is?"

Shangguanxian shook his head.

He smiled and said: "She has always been looking for me, but I can't find her."

Shangguanxian asked with some gossip: "What is the relationship between you two?

I feel like she cares about you.

We've known each other for so long, and I've never seen her care about anyone else."

"What's the relationship?" Xu Zimo thought for a while.

He smiled and said, "We can be considered old friends. Familiar strangers may be more suitable."

After chatting for a while, Xu Zimo looked at Liu Huohuo again.

Asked: "What about you? What are your plans?"

Isn't your father the protector of the Chaos Fire Realm?

You can't always hang out with us."

"I don't want to go back. When I go back, he urges me to marry that pervert Luo Ji."

Liu Huohuo shook his head and said.

"I will follow you. If you think I am in the way, I will go out alone."

"Xia Xia," Xu Zimo smiled.

"You'd better forget it. In my opinion, if you don't want to go back after the competition is over.

You can follow Sect Leader Zhang to the Celestial Immortal Sect and stay for a while."

"I'm afraid of causing trouble to the Celestial Immortal Sect," Liu Huohuo shook his head even though he was heartbroken.

Now that Xu Zimo is here, she can still be saved.

If Xu Zimo leaves, what if Luo Ji pursues the Celestial Immortal Sect.

He didn't want to bring trouble to the Celestial Beings Sect.

"Okay, before I leave, I will help you one last time," Xu Zimo said.

"What does Mr. Xu mean?" Liu Huohuo was surprised.

"I will kill this Luo Ji," Xu Zimo said.

"No, I'm afraid this will offend Fenghuo City.

The young master is still an enemy of Shiyan City, so we can no longer provoke the enemy," Liu Huohuo said quickly.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that Huoyan City won't be able to cope with it."

The background of Liu Huohuo and Xu Zimo is Fire-weary City.

Xu Zimo didn't bother to explain anymore, he just smiled and said nothing.

After everyone finished eating, Zhang Hengzhi also woke up from his coma.

With the support of several disciples, he came to thank Xu Zimo.

"Sect Leader Zhang should go and rest," Shangguanxian said.

"It doesn't matter, I want to go and watch the competition again," Zhang Hengzhi shook his head and replied.

"It would be a pity to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As for this little injury, my life has been saved, so what do I have to worry about?"

After hearing what he said, everyone stopped trying to persuade him.

In the afternoon, several people estimated that the time was almost up.

Then he started walking towards the arena.

"Tell me, what should we do if we can't meet the Ghost Son?" Shangguanxian said uncertainly.

"We will definitely meet," Xu Zimo said confidently.

"Why are you so sure?" Shangguanxian asked doubtfully.

"Think about it, since someone can control the candidates for the competition.

Let that ghost saint kill Sect Master Zhang.

How could you let me go?"

Xu Zimo smiled and said: "You are nothing but me who suffered an unreasonable disaster.

That person's real target is me.

So he will definitely arrange for me to confront the Ghost Son."

After hearing Xu Zimo's analysis, Shangguanxian also figured it out.

Sure enough, when several people arrived.

The rankings for the new round of battles have been assigned.

The characters "Xu Zimo vs. Ghost Holy Son" suddenly appeared on the list.

"You're really right," Shangguanxian said with a smile.


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