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Everyone saw Yan Qing lying on the ground in a blur. All of them were amazed. or disappointed. or hopefully.

Yuan Hui looked at the hand that came out of nowhere. He didn't know who was doing it. Hidden arrows hurt people.

"Yan Qing. Get up." Edo and Seokage didn't spare Yan Qing because he was lying on the ground. Instead, the two so-called Demon Lords walked towards Yan Qing with bloody weapons. In a hurry. Yuan Hui only shouted at the top of her voice.

"." Yan Qing struggled to open his eyes. See that the opponent is pressing step by step. But I remembered the hand from before. A familiar figure suddenly came to his mind, a clay figure.

"Shoot a man before a horse. Capture the thief and capture the king first."

Yan Qing always insisted on this tactic. He began to take a closer look at everything around him. All he wanted was to find the clay figurine.

Suddenly. A hand reached out again. The corners of Yan Qing's mouth rose slightly. I thought my chance had finally come.

"Die." Yan Qing shouted, and a teleportation hovered in the hand of the clay figure that was retractable. Gripped the sword and stabbed it with all the strength of his body.

"Ahh The clay man screamed, and the injured hand retracted.

Yan Qing knew the tricks of the clay figures. He will soon heal and launch the next round of attacks.

The two demon lords who had been ignored for a long time stood on the ground and looked at Yan Qing in surprise. I thought that this seriously injured little Taoist priest of Qingyunguan could still stand up. And that's not all. He flew at the speed of light over the heads of the two Demon Lords.

The audience immediately cheered. However, there are also spectators who are very unhappy. for it is good for the haughty and arrogant in their eyes to die;

The little girl asked, "Mother. Why is this Taoist priest so powerful?"

Her mother replied with a smile, "This. . . I don't know. Maybe they're all playing. It's all fake. Huh."

"Come on, Yan Qing. Come on, Yan Qing." The cheers echoed throughout the dojo again.

"Yan Qing. Come on." Yuan Hui clenched her fists and secretly shouted in her heart.

Yan Qing really didn't live up to everyone's expectations. A good show is about to take place.

Yan Qing looked left and right with an extremely contemptuous gaze at the two Demon Lords who would only take advantage of others.

It's laughable. The fat referee suddenly walked over at this time. Said solemnly to Yan Qing: "You have gone out of bounds just now. So you lose this game."

Passers-by know it. The fat referee's move is just to save face in the demon world.

Yan Qing smiled weirdly. Turning around, he walked towards the fat man with a brisk step.

"Heh. Didn't you see that hand sneaking up on me just now?"

The referee shook his head.

"He sneaked up on me. I chopped him up. Then why do you still say I lost?"

The fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Weakly replied, "Because you're out of bounds."

Yan Qing suddenly laughed: "Ahahaha...... The rules are made by man. You demons are clearly deceiving people too much. Whoever dares to stop me today will die."

No one thought Yan Qing was joking. Because everything he says comes from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, several black-clothed people suddenly flashed behind the Demon Venerable Dragon Body. One of them put it on the Demon Venerable's ear and asked, "My lord. Are we going to do it?"

Demon Venerable shook his head: "Wait and see. Stand down."

The center of the dojo. The fat referee was so frightened by Yan Qing that his legs trembled.

Yan Qing's laughter stopped abruptly: "Don't get out of here yet."

After listening to this, the fat man ran off the stage with a crawl.

Yan Qing turned around slowly. He said very seriously to the two Demon Venerables in front of him, "Lord Demon Venerable. Do you think I need to do this?"

Edo's face is expressionless. Turning his face sideways: "Hmph."

Aokage looked at Edo. But I can't make up my mind.

"You've all been beaten like this by me. If I take advantage of others' danger; If you spread it, it will damage my reputation as the true way of the Qingyun Concept. Yes. You say no." Yan Qing asked half-squatting.

Suddenly. Yan Qing's earlobe moves. His instincts told him that the clay figurines were coming.

Yan Qing turned around. Staring at the looming clay figure with two big black eyes. Then there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

Aokage winked at Edo. Looks like I'm trying to sneak up again. But seeing that Edo didn't say anything, he didn't say anything.

"You're an old immortal. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I've learned stealth." Yan Qing scolded, then clicked his legs, and then a perfect front flip appeared in front of the eyes of the spectators.

"Hahahaha. YAN Qing. Today you delivered yourself to the door. I don't have any reason not to take it in."

After the clay figure finished speaking, he stood in front of Yan Qing. He's laughing. But the smile is fake.

"Clay figurines. It's time for us to wrap it up." Yan Qing moved her mouth slightly.

Soon. The contest turned into a vengeance conference.

The Demon Venerable's face sank like water. Wait and see what happens. Because he wants to see one that is most real. Yan Qing, who can fully exert his strength.

"Yan Qing. Getting started is a guest. Let the horses come." The clay man deliberately provoked.

Yan Qing's face was expressionless. However, his Yan Qing viciously locked onto the clay figure. The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

I saw Yan Qing teleport, and one after another roundabout kicks knocked the clay man to the ground.

The spectators cheered. All applauded. Because what they hate most is the villain who hurts people with hidden arrows. Even if this person is the great steward of the Demon Realm.

"Huh. Brat. Now it's my turn." The voice did not fall. The clay figurines are invisible again. Seeing this, Yan Qing fled to the soil.

The two searched each other in the dojo for a moment, but found no target. Soon the clay figure appeared.

"Don't hide if you have a kind."

"Grandpa is here." Yan Qing suddenly came out of the soil. Flying and kicking the clay man's back.

The clay figurines are not in danger. took the opportunity to grab Yan Qing's feet and threw them to the ground. Yan Qing didn't have time to get up. He was pressed to the ground again by the clay man.

Silent.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know ......"

I don't know what tricks the clay figures use. I saw that Yan Qing's body suddenly glowed with purple light. Constant swelling.

"Oops." The green shadow on the side suddenly said this. It seems that he has forgotten his identity. I saw Edo look at him with disdain. He covered his mouth and lowered his head.

Yuan Hui still didn't understand what was going on. Suddenly, I saw a beautiful woman in a pink dress flying onto the stage. Rescued Yan Qing from the clay man. The clay figure wanted to grasp it with his retractable hand. However, Yan Qing soon disappeared from his sight.

"Who are you. Why save me." Yan Qing asked dyingly.

"Don't talk anymore. I'll heal you." The woman in pink responded.

"Where's this? Why is it so dark. I'm not dying."

The woman comforted, "It's all right. You'll be fine soon."

"Master...... Master, what about them." Yan Qing opened his mouth weakly.

"They're all fine. Don't talk anymore."

"Where's Zi'er?"

The woman in pink said angrily: "There is no Zi'er here. Only Lore." There was a slight jealousy in the words.