At the moment when Matsuo Bluebird spit out the snake letter and completely became a monster, everyone could clearly feel that a wave of energy that permeated the heavens and the earth was like a flood flowing down, swaying down from the sky, causing the void to shake, and the entire martial arts arena began to tremble violently, as if some wild beast wanted to break free from the cage.

Seeing the change in the Matsuo Blue Bird, Zhao Hong's sleeves changed color, and there was a deep shock in his eyes.

She never expected that Matsuo Blue Bird would unleash this evil art, and in order to win, she was willing to give up her human identity and be willing to become a monster who was neither human nor ghost.

"Roar—"

At this moment, the Matsuo Blue Bird has completely given up the opportunity to be a human being, and after transforming into a monster, it can no longer utter human language, and immediately roared, and then with a wave of his palm, the grass pheasant sword roared.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, the Matsuo Blue Bird held the grass pheasant sword, and at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, it slammed towards Zhao Hongsleeve, and the figure disappeared into the void.

In the face of the demonized Matsutail Blue Bird, even Zhao Hongsleeve didn't dare to resist, his figure flashed, and he was ready to retreat.

But before Zhao Hongsleeve could move, he felt a suffocating strong coercion, wrapping himself, and this energy was extremely rich, and he even had the feeling of transformation, which made Zhao Hongsleeve feel like drowning in the deep sea, and even his movements became a little sluggish.

Feeling this force coming, Zhao Hongsleeve turned around suddenly, and once again found a stream of air rolling in, and he didn't even see what direction the Matsuo Blue Bird was in.

Zhao Hongsleeve held the palm of his hand, and the Qingshuang Sword suddenly crossed his chest, shining brightly.

"Bang!!"

The sound was agitated, and a huge force smashed on the Qingshuang Sword, Zhao Hongsleeve was hit by this blow, and was directly beaten hundreds of zhang away, during which he couldn't help but use internal breath to adjust his body shape before he stabilized himself.

By the time Zhao Hongsleeve stabilized his body, traces of blood had oozed from the fingers of the palm of the sword holder, his eyes were also bloodshot, his throat was sweet, and a stream of blood immediately rushed up.

Matsuo Bluebird's blow finally caused Zhao Hongsleeve to suffer a huge trauma.

Many Dongying spectators, ignoring the fact that Matsuo Bluebird had become this honor, all stood up and shouted, and kept cheering.

"Squeak!"

A sound similar to grinding teeth flashed in Matsuo Bluebird's mouth, his green eyes also became sharp, and the pupils that were originally erected had converged into a black dot, which looked eerie and strange at the same time, and at the same time had a faint excitement.

"Buzz!"

The sound of air was whistling, and the figure of the Matsuo bluebird flashed, and it had already struck again.

"Brush!"

When Zhao Hongsleeve saw this scene, he once again used his inner breath, disappeared into the void, and began to flee at great speed.

This scene once again caused an uproar in the audience.

Obviously, Zhao Hongsleeve had nothing to do in the face of the demonized Matsuo Blue Bird, so he could only choose to keep dodging and escaping.

When Kawashima Wu saw this scene, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth, so it seems that that the eccentric Chinese woman is indeed no longer the opponent of Matsuo Blue Bird.

Unlike Kawashima Wu, Ji Haotian's expression became solemn.

Ever since Matsuo Bluebird turned into a snake demon, his aura has become extremely violent, and at this moment, Ji Haotian can no longer see his energy, because his thick scales have completely blocked his breath.

Even Ji Haotian's ability to see through is already extremely strong, and as Matsuo Bluebird pursues Zhao Hongsleeve, Ji Haotian's eyes are also flickering slightly, trying to find Matsuo Bluebird's weakness.

"Shhhhh

A moment later, the figure of the Matsuo Blue Bird had already appeared behind Zhao Hongsleeve, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

When Zhao Hongsleeve heard this voice, he didn't have time to turn back, even if he accelerated his speed, he continued to start to run away, trying to think about countermeasures.

The two chased and fled, like two rays of light and shadow, and began to flash in the void.

About three minutes later, the Matsutail Bluebird was tired of this kind of chase, and as soon as his arm was stretched out, the grass pheasant sword turned into a stream of fireflies, and went straight to the back of Zhao Hongsleeve's heart.

Zhao Hongsleeve felt the huge energy roaring from behind, and flipped in the air, but he could dodge the blow, even so, the sharp sword qi still cut through the clothes on Zhao Hongsleeve's shoulder, leaving a snow-white fragrant shoulder.

A moment later, a slight line of blood appeared on Zhao Hongsleeve's fair skin.

After Zhao Hongsleeve dodged the grass pheasant sword, he wanted to use his inner breath to hit Matsuo Bluebird's weapon far away, but he didn't expect that the grass pheasant sword would disappear out of thin air when it missed, and it had reappeared in Matsuo Bluebird's hand in an instant.

"Boom!"

After seeing the blood on Zhao Hong's shoulder, Matsuo Bluebird let out a terrifying laugh and attacked again.

And this time, Zhao Hongsleeve did not dodge again, but swept the blade of his sword, and swept a powerful aura towards the ground.

"Buzz!"

Sanskrit sounds arose, and the ground was full of light.

On the ground of the martial arts arena, countless routes that Zhao Hongsleeve passed through when escaping lit up with a strong light, and gradually formed a pattern of Tai Chi gossip, which began to run slowly.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the Matsuo Blue Bird contracted again, and then he realized that Zhao Hongsleeve had been dodging before, and it turned out that he was setting up a formation.

However, the Matsutail Blue Bird, who had already turned into a demon body, didn't seem to have seen Zhao Hongsleeve's magic circle in his eyes, and the grass pheasant sword roared, with a whistle that broke the air, and attacked straight towards Zhao Hongsleeve.

"Ten Peerless Demon Books!

Zhao Hongsleeve looked at the Matsuo Blue Bird who was getting closer and closer to him, his eyes suddenly became resolute, and after shouting a spell, the Qingshuang Sword swung down violently and shot towards the ground.

"Collapse!"

The earth collapsed and the stone flew, and the Qingshuang Sword penetrated the ground and disappeared directly into the huge martial arts arena.

"Boom!"

The thunder roared, and at the moment when the Qingshuang Sword disappeared, the entire magic circle was covered with countless lights and shadows horizontally and vertically, like countless huge nets intertwined together.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Matsuo Blue Bird ignored these lights and shadows, and held the grass pheasant sword in his hand, and stabbed at Zhao Hong's sleeve at great speed, and the air flow brought out by his body collided with countless lights and shadows, producing bursts of qi.

Countless eyes cast sympathetic looks at Zhao Hongsleeve.

Because these lights and shadows did not play any role in blocking the Matsuo bluebird.

In the middle of the magic circle, Zhao Hongsleeve looked at the Matsutail Blue Bird that was flying towards him, and he was also short of breath, this big snake Gu copy was the magic circle for dealing with snake demons recorded in the Ten Absolute Demon Books of the last classical books, but she only took a cursory look at it a few times and never released it, so whether this magic circle was useful or not, even she herself was not very clear.

Facing the Matsuo Blue Bird who turned into a demon, Zhao Hongsleeve had no combat experience.

Win or lose, it's all up to this big gamble!