"Plop!"

Ying Jian fell in the ring, unconscious, and the sound of the fall was clearly audible.

The audience was silent, without a sound. Most of the audience's faces were filled with surprise and disbelief.

They couldn't believe that it was the demon clan's second cultivation genius An Shen who was still standing on the stage in vain, but it was the real first genius who fell to the ground.

An Ash, who had been able to fight even during the Mortal Invasion Period, had now defeated Ying Jian, which was something that no one expected.

The old man who bet on Ember before that he would lose in a stick of incense silently took out five copper plates from his arms and put them in the hands of the lizard-headed brother next to him.

The lizard-headed dude took the copper plate dumbfoundedly.

The silence was first broken by the Horned Terran audience, who cheered and pulled at each other's faces to make sure they weren't seeing a dream.

The patriarch also smiled with satisfaction, and an imperceptible tear hung on the corner of his slightly wrinkled eye, which was wiped away by the long sleeve in the next second.

The excitement of the Horned People quickly spread, and the others around them shouted excitedly.

It was the best game they've seen in years, and it was a result that everyone had expected that hadn't been seen in decades.

An Yan was enjoying all this on the stage, his mood was unprecedentedly high, and the grievances and setbacks he had suffered over the years all turned into a roar and was released at this moment, resounding in the sky.

Shen Er watched all this from the audience, and couldn't help but think of a truth in his heart, sure enough, people still have to live flexibly, and they can't stare at a dead end, if the choice An Ember made was another, then what kind of scene would it be now?

The crowd's shouts of excitement continued for several minutes before they gradually cooled down.

Then the audience turned around in twos and threes, thinking that the competition was over!

The second uncle looked embarrassed, and he had no choice but to shout loudly: "Next, the final of the one-on-one duel in the last item of the demon clan competition!" ”

After listening to the second uncle's words, the audience who went back realized that there seemed to be another clan competition, so they all walked back.

But even though they were all back, the expression on their faces was not very expectant.

They didn't expect much from that human race, even the ninety-fifth layer of the Ninety-fifth Layer of the First Heaven was defeated, how can you fight with others with your little thirty-layer?

Everyone also turned back with the idea that since they came to see it, they would see the bottom, and they didn't expect this final to be as exciting as the semi-final just now.

"Brother, let me tell you, although I guessed wrong just now, I can be sure this time that the human race will definitely not last for a stick of incense!" said the old man patted his chest and said to the lizard-headed dude.

The lizard-headed brother also nodded: "I also think so, in that game just now, it was already difficult to fight when An Shen was about fifteenth level of cultivation of the Ying Sword, and in the end, he still relied on dragging through the secret technique of the Ying Sword to win." In this game, the cultivation of this human race is more than fifty layers away from Anshen, and it is definitely no fun. I bet he won't be able to hold a stick of incense. ”

It seems that these two guys started the way, and the surrounding audience began to guess that Shen Er could hold a few sticks of incense.

No way, otherwise it would be boring.

The people in the audience said it easily, but the people on the stage may not be.

Ember heard the audience's discussion and smiled wryly, if only it were really like what you said.

Shen Er didn't care about those remarks, and after hearing the words of the second uncle, he went to the ring lightly and stood face to face with An Yan.

"Yo, it seems like we haven't had a good test in the past three months, right?" Shen Er said to An Yan as he prepared for the event.

"Yes, I remember when we first met, I was helpless in front of you, teacher. Then An Yan's eyes suddenly became firm, "But this is not what it used to be, I will let you see my current strength, teacher, don't let the water go." ”

"No, you just had a fight, I'd better put half of the water in it. Shen Er understated.

"Then I will use my strength to make the teacher retract this sentence. ”

Before the words fell, An Ash's figure disappeared in place, leaving only a cloud of demonic energy in place.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Er's mouth raised, his hands slashed, blood flew flying, and the blood knife took shape.

Turning around, his right hand fell from top to bottom, and the bloody knife slashed away, colliding with a punch containing the power of the collapse of the mountain and shaking the mountain.

Behind that punch was An Ember who had suddenly disappeared.

The audience's eyes lit up.

"I was able to catch this one, it seems that this human race has two hits. ”

"However, how does the weapon in his hand look like the secret art of the blood leech clan that has been exterminated?"

"It's not like it, it's the Blood Knife Technique, I've seen it before. ”

"Ahh......h

"Smack. The man was slapped on the back of the head, "You are stupid, if he really did it, he still dares to use it here in a grand manner?" In my opinion, it must have been sent to him by the Fox Clan, and as far as I know, it was the Fox Ancestor who took in the only survivor of the Leech Clan. ”

The audience was concerned about the origin of Shen Er's blood knife technique, but Shen Er didn't have the heart to listen, he was now in a bitter battle.

An Yan punched out his fists and feet, suppressing Shen Er fiercely, and Shen Er secretly admired in his heart.

This purple magic pupil is really powerful, and every flaw in all my attacks seems to be under its control, and there is no way to fight back.

I underestimated Ember a little before.

The audience was so excited about this, all of this was expected by them, it was better to say that Shen Er could hold on for so long.

Then most of their lower cultivation level suddenly trembled, and a violent aura swept through, making their hearts suddenly lift.

And the source of that breath turned out to be the human race in the ring.

The audience saw that a bloodied god of war appeared there and gave them a terrible coercion.

Is this the Terran? All the people couldn't believe it.

Only the second uncle narrowed his eyes and said as if talking to himself: "This breath...... It's a lot like the guy who beat me up and then disappeared. ”

In the ring.

An Ember wiped his cold sweat, the deterrent power in the form of the teacher is really not covered, he felt so before next to him, and now facing it head-on, this is even more terrifying than he imagined.

Shen Er, who was on the other side, tilted his neck twice and made two "Gada" sounds: "Sure enough, it's too reluctant to save some Shouyuan." Come on, second round. ”

With that, he turned into a red afterimage, pressing on Ember with overwhelming coercion.

Shen Er's cultivation has reached the present, and the bonus of the mad immortal mode has been extremely terrifying, originally he had the strength and speed that was not inferior to that of ordinary double immortals because of the saturation and quenching of the heavenly thunder, and now he has come to the thirtieth layer of the first heaven, coupled with the strengthening of the mad immortal mode, in terms of speed and power, he is already close to the heroic sword after the fall of the feather god.

Ember sensed this in an instant, and immediately retreated and ran away from the field.