"Wenji, you go!" Yun Qinghong said after a short silence.

"Ah...... Me?" Behind Yun Qinghong, a man who looked quite young and was dressed in royal clothes pointed at him, his face showing confusion and panic.

Wen Ji is the son of King Xu, and his talent and strength are also extraordinary, but with his twenty-nine years old, the second-level Xuan power of the Xuan Realm, he can only be reduced to the bottom of the top young generation in this all-illusory demon world...... Even in the west, which is far weaker than the east seat, it is at the bottom.

In the first round, Mu Hengyi had already lost miserably at the hands of Zihuan, and in the second game, he should have a person who was enough to match the king of Zihuan, even if he didn't win, he would at least save some face after the fiasco. Even Mu Hengyi was defeated in seconds, and if he went up, he would only lose even worse.

"Yes, Bunji, you're the second to play. Yun Qinghong faced him and said with heavy eyebrows: "The opposite side is indeed an opponent that you are difficult to defeat, but the king of the same Phantom Demon Royal Clan, even if you lose the game, you can only lose the momentum, let alone lose the momentum before you lose the game." ”

Wen Ji gritted his teeth and quickly calmed down: "Okay!"

"Although you and Zihuan are three small realms apart, after all, they are both overlords, even if he beats you, he will inevitably have a lot of consumption. Your goal is to drain as much of his power as possible...... Remember, three-point offense, seven-point defense, and only attack vital areas that can be fatal. Also, no matter what he says, stay calm enough! If you can do that, you've won the game. ”

"I remember!" Bunji nodded vigorously, then flew up and landed in the middle of the arena.

"Xuwangfu Wenji, please advise. ”

"Oh, it's Brother Bunji. King Zihuanjun squinted and laughed: "It seems that you really can't pick out any decent people over there, and even you have sent them, I feel sorry for you." ”

Bunji: "......"

King Zihuanjun stretched out his finger to him and hooked it contemptuously: "Come on, even if you attack, a rookie like you, if you can't let you lie down within ten moves, this king won't have the face to continue to mix in this Demon Emperor City." ”

The people of the Phantom Demon Royal Clan, who are not human beings, have ever been humiliated with such words. Wen Ji's fists were clenched, his heart was on fire, but Yun Qinghong's admonition quickly flashed in his mind, he took a short breath, let himself calm down quickly, and then didn't speak, his legs stepped on the ground, a golden gun in his hand, swept out a golden phantom, straight to the chest of King Zihuanjun, and at the same time, his domain also opened with all his strength.

"Boom Field!!"

The red flames condensed on the golden tip of the spear, and the huge domain power was like a tsunami that suddenly erupted, increasing the power of the spear body, impacting the whole body of the king of Zihuanjun...... The Red Flame was only a low-level form in the ordinary Xuanhuo, but the Red Flame used by the people of the Phantom Demon Royal Clan was a low-grade Golden Crow Flame, and its power was far superior to that of the dark purple Xuanyan.

"Watch this king chop up your broken spear!"

The king of Zihuan County roared arrogantly, and with a wave of the red blood knife, seven blood-colored blades were split in an instant, and the extremely sharp blades with scorching flames easily tore apart Wenji's domain, and the sound of splitting the sky was like a knife cutting through glass, piercing to the extreme.

The golden spear that pierced Zihuan suddenly slowed down at this time, and then the figure shook suddenly, and instantly shifted, and the blood blade of the king of Zihuan suddenly had four shots in the air, and three and Wen Ji's spears collided together, and in a chaotic and piercing sound of shattering, the three swords were completely resisted, and Wen Ji was also impacted ten steps away by the remaining force.

"Huh?" Zihuan frowned for a while, sneered, his body was like a swift shadow, and his sword was like a dragon, and he slashed in front of Wen Ji in an instant.

"True Flame Shield!!"

Bang!!

The red blood knife slashed at the flame vortex that formed instantly in front of Wen Ji's body, but after only a stalemate, the flame vortex was torn apart, and two more blood lights flashed, the flame vortex disappeared completely, and the red blood knife drove straight in, and in a sound of "dang", it slashed at Wen Ji's golden spear.

With a loud bang, Wen Ji leaned back and forth, a bloody flower splashed from the corner of his mouth, but he held on and did not retreat, and the golden spear infused with all his strength was trapped by the Red Blood Knife by half an inch, but it was still far from being split.

Zihuan yelled arrogantly before to chop Wen Ji's gun, but after five knives, Wen Ji held it firmly...... He seemed to attack with all his might, but he suddenly changed his position, avoided the attack, and then turned to attack and defend as fast as he could, although he was injured, he did not take a step back.

Zihuan's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice: "Boy, get out!"

The fire on the red blood knife flashed suddenly, and a huge force erupted, this knife, Zihuan had already used ten strength, Wen Ji's face turned pale, and his body retreated violently, but Zihuan's knife was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, followed closely, and the three bloody lights were dazzling.

When!!When!!!When!

When he took the second knife, the golden spear finally flew out of his hand, and the third knife slashed into Wenji's chest, cutting his talisman power, and then cutting his talisman armor...... But under the resistance of Xuan Li and the armor, the Red Blood Knife had no strength, and Wen Ji flew out, but it landed steadily, and after the broken armor, there was only a thin red mark on his chest with blood beads.

Wen Ji made a move, and the golden gun was sucked back into his hand, he wiped the blood on his mouth, and smiled: "It's already eight moves." ”

Although he was beaten in a mess, and he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back, but he was able to resist the attack of Zihuan, whose Xuan power was better than his three small realms...... Especially the three knives just now, it was an attack under Zihuan's full strength.

And let Wen Ji lie down within ten moves, this can be shouted out by Zihuan himself in public, if he can't win in ten moves, it will undoubtedly be equivalent to picking his own face.

"This bastard......" King Zihuanjun secretly gritted his teeth, but there was a look of contempt on his face: "This king was just merciful to his subordinates just now, and he didn't want you to lose too ugly, do you really think that you deserve to jump under this king's red blood knife for so long!"

King Zihuanjun's eyes glared, and suddenly he roared, and the blood light on the blade burst out, and in an instant, Wen Ji's already shaky realm was directly torn in half.

The mystical technique practiced by Zihuan is the Blood Flame Knife, and the weapon used is the blood-red Red Blood Knife, and his blades are all blood-colored, and even the flames released are also like turning into Blood Flame. Under his sudden burst of mystical power, the space within thirty zhang around him was turbulent with circles of blood-colored ripples, and the entire competition venue seemed to be covered with a faint layer of blood.

Ion Huan's face changed suddenly, as if he was facing a great enemy, gritted his teeth, and put the golden spear in front of him.

King Zihuanjun raised the red blood knife horizontally, and a low voice came out of his mouth...... The momentum of this knife is enough to show its amazing power, but it must also be accompanied by considerable consumption. But if he wants to defeat Wenji within two swords, how can he not pay a price...... The big words have been spoken, this knife, he will defeat Wenji no matter what.

"Stygian Flame Knife!!"

The king of Zihuan County roared, and the red blood knife slashed out, and in an instant, the sword and sword were raging wildly, as if the entire heaven and earth were completely enveloped, and they were left to be slaughtered.

In the face of the overwhelming sword and blood flames, Wen Ji's face was extremely solemn, and he roared, his body retreated as fast as he could, and at the same time, his whole body condensed into the golden spear, and the body of the spear rotated, rolling up a huge flame barrier.

Bang!!

It was like a blood lotus blooming in the air, and under the blood lotus, the red blood knife and the golden spear collided violently, and the power of the two overlords erupted violently, spreading a curtain of flames dozens of zhang long and wide in this demon emperor hall.

Wen Ji's flame realm completely collapsed, and in the fire curtain, his whole person flew out with the golden spear, smashing heavily to the ground, dozens of rolls, but he stiffly straightened up, and a pair of arms were already bleeding, and the location was also outside the arena.

"Wenji, you're defeated, step aside. The little demon said expressionlessly behind him.

As soon as the voice of the little demon queen fell, the people from King Xu's Mansion had already flown down to Wen Ji's side, bringing him back to his seat, and at the same time excitedly praised: "I actually forced the king of Zihuan County to use the Flame Knife...... Little prince, good job. ”

"Hey......" Fumiji laughed, then closed his eyes and fainted.

"This kid has wasted so much of his king's strength. "The blood sword came out, and the king of Zihuanjun had a slight panting, and he couldn't blame others, he could only blame himself for talking too much, and at this time, a fierce sword wind suddenly attacked from above.

"Xiwangfu Zifeng, please advise!!"

The king of Zihuan was just about to respond, but the other party didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and when he came up, he attacked with a sword shadow with a fire, Zihuan just released a big move, and there was a short-term deficit in Xuanli, under the opponent's rapid attack, he hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, but after all, he was the fourth in the Phantom Demon Seven Sons, and the other party's Xuanli was only the third level of the Xuanjing Realm, he quickly surged up, and the red blood knife was full of blood: "Just a scum like you want to win this king, go dream!!"

Bang bang!!

Five knives in a row, splitting out a large wave of blood-colored fire, purple risk was forced to the edge of the arena, the horizontal sword was on again, fearless and Zihuan's sword bombardment, twenty faces, or Zihuan's knife flew dozens of zhang, spit out three bloody arrows in a row, he wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, took out a sword again, roared, stabbed Zihuan, and the sword roar shook the entire Demon Emperor Palace.

"Rainbow cracks!!"

Like a meteor crossing the sky above the main hall, even the people in the most corner of the hall felt a terrifying sword intent, facing Zifeng's sword, the king of Zihuan County shouted arrogantly, did not dodge or dodge, and met it head-on......

"Ghost Flame Knife!!"

The blood light collided with the sword shadow chaotically, and then, the blood light flashed, passing through the heavy sword shadows, and slicing horizontally on Zi Feng's body.

Ziguang snorted, and the long sword flew out of his hand, and the whole person also flew out upside down, smashing into the seat two hundred zhang away.

"Purple Wind is defeated, but it is still Zihuan who wins!" the little demon queen frowned.

Zihuan's strength can only be ranked in the middle of the east seat, but the west seat is connected with three people, but all of them are defeated! The faces of the people in the east seat are getting more and more difficult to see, at this time, another person in the palace rose into the air, and a ball of flames blasted towards Zihuan.

"Chengyang of the Valley Palace, take the call!!"

The fourth person from Xixi entered, and under a greeting, he directly attacked the king of Zihuan County.

The flames collided, the Xuanli roared, the flames in the center of the hall continued to burst and roar, and the two fought fiercely for dozens of faces, and with the explosion of a ball of blood flames, Chengyang was seriously injured and unconscious on the spot.

Xixi is the fourth person...... Defeat again!!