"Come out for me"

Su He let out a low roar.

The Immortal Demon Vine should have been an extremely powerful monster, and when it was fully formed, it would have the power to fight even in the face of the Divine Dragon, but at this moment, it actually shrank up, making Su He angry and want to laugh in his heart.

was drunk by Su He, and the immortal-killing demon vine slowly and leisurely drilled a sharp head out of the earth's crust and shook it at Su He, as if he was very reluctant.

"Su Mu's demon soul actually retreated without a fight"

"It's no wonder, after all, it's a third-grade demon soul, and when you meet an eight-grade demon soul, you naturally have some natural fear."

"Three-grade demon soul, it's a pity that Su Mu is a good seedling."

Meng Jing and Su He listened to the sighs of the surrounding disciples word for word, and after Meng Jing heard it, he became angry and angry: "Su Mu, this blood demon tribe, there is you without me, there is me without you."

"Today I'm going to let you splash your blood in the martial arts arena"

"Han Jiao Demon Soul, tear it for me" Meng Jing roared angrily, and the huge Han Jiao that had been hovering above his head roared angrily and pounced on Su He.

Meng Jing urged the Han Jiao Demon Soul, this was coming for Su Mu, and he had already killed Su Mu in his heart. said that the demon soul competition was good, but at this moment, it actually turned into Meng Jing to crush Su Mu.

Although both of them were cultivators in the early stage of the foundation building period, Meng Jing had an eight-rank Han Jiao demon soul after all, and the cold qi on Han Jiao's body alone was beyond the strength of ordinary monks. And Su Mu only had the Iron Vine Demon Soul in his hands, and it was difficult to resist at all.

Han Jiao roared at the sky, and the monstrous cold air on his body swept through the entire martial arts arena like a storm. With a few clicks, a thin layer of ice quickly spread out from Meng Jing's center, and in an instant, the ice engulfed the entire martial arts arena.

Su He used his spiritual power to resist the cold.

At this time, Su He looked back and saw that the immortal killing demon vine had been frozen up, and the tip of the earth's crust that had been drilled out was also in the ice, motionless.

"The iron vines are frozen in ice." Ji Yan exclaimed.

When Jiang Yue saw this, he was also quite shocked: "I didn't expect that Meng Jing had just obtained the Han Jiao Demon Soul, and he would use the power of this demon soul to such an extent, and the second son was probably a genius that was rare to see in my blood demon tribe for thousands of years, and he must be cultivated vigorously." ”

Meng Jing's father, Meng Tianxiang heard Jiang Yue's appreciation, and was so excited that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were closely focused on the battle below him. The stronger Meng Jing's strength is, the more he will be valued by the tribe, and he will be truly cultivated.

"Son, if you're smart enough, don't let Su Mu leave alive today. Once Su Mu is dead, the position of the patriarch of this blood demon tribe will definitely fall on you after a hundred years. ”

Meng Tianxiang's eyes were excited, but he shouted wildly in his heart.

roar

After Han Jiao froze the iron vines, the dragon head roared at Su He extremely fiercely, and swooped down from mid-air, impacting down like a meteor, about to hit Su He into powder.

Under the huge dragon head, the Su River looks very humble.

"Get out of here"

Su He saw Han Jiao crashing down, his feet were slightly forked, and the spiritual power on his right hand appeared like a spring, and a punch burst out, colliding with the dragon's head. With a bang, an extremely strong storm suddenly swept through the entire martial arts arena, cracking the thick ice layer into a dead crack.

Su He looked down and saw it, his eyes were first shocked, and then there was a hint of ruthlessness.

With a strong confrontation with Han Jiao, Su He was pushed out a hundred meters away by the impact, and his right hand was completely fractured, twisted and deformed, and the blood stained his entire right arm red. But despite this, Su He still didn't snort.

It was as if the right arm was broken, not Su He's right arm.

"The cold on Han Jiao's body is so heavy." This is what Su He didn't expect, Su He didn't think that Meng Jing was not a stupid person, he knew how to freeze the earth with cold air first, once the earth was frozen, then the iron vine would lose the ability to act, and Su He was like a person fighting.

"Got it"

Su He's eyes flashed with fighting spirit again.

roar

Han Jiao's blow did not kill Su He, as if the authority had been provoked, and roared angrily in the sky.

"Su Mu actually took the blow of Han Jiao, my God."

"This is a fart, you didn't see Su Mu even if his right arm was broken, he didn't scream, this kind of heart is very human, the old man has been cultivating for more than three hundred years, this kind of thing, it's the first time I've seen it."

"That's amazing. The game between the two proud sons of the sky seems to be really enjoyable. ”

Roar, roar, roar

Han Jiao roared in mid-air, and the cold qi on his body surged out, as if it had turned into a sharp sword and stabbed at Su He. At this moment, Han Jiao swooped down from mid-air again.

As soon as Su He saw it, he did not retreat but advanced, and he was greeted with another punch.

Bang.

Su He collided with Han Jiao again, and this time Su He's left arm was bent and broken. The collision force between the two once again turned into a terrifying storm that swept through the entire martial arts arena.

Click

At this time, the storm swept by, and the ice on the ground cracked like a spider's web.

"It's now"

Su He let out a low roar

Meng Jing didn't know why, a bad feeling rose in his heart, and he roared: "Kill him, kill him"

Han Jiao swooped down again, this time, Su He's right arm and left arm were broken one after another, and there was nothing to be done, so he could only stay in place, Han Jiao crashed down, and he could definitely hit Su He to pieces.

"Not good." Ji Yan exclaimed.

Just when Ji Yan was about to make a move, Meng Tianxiang stretched out his hand to stop Ji Yan: "Brother Ji Yan, the competition between juniors, what are we old immortal guys doing here, you and I should stay honest." ”

"To put it lightly, if Meng Jing was beaten like this, you would still be able to sit still like this," Ji Yan said angrily.

Meng Tianxiang said with a smile: "What are you worried about, Su Mu is not your own son, he worships the Blood Demon Tribe, and he is just cultivating under your door, not even a master and apprentice." Why do you have to do against me for him?"

"Fuck off, the old man doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you. Although Su Mu and I don't have the status of master and apprentice, I have already regarded him as my disciple, Meng Tianxiang, if you dare to pester me, beware of me turning my face ruthlessly."

Meng Tianxiang and Ji Yan both looked like they were going to make a move. The powerful power that burst out from the two of them formed two whirlpools in the clouds, attracting the attention of all the disciples in the martial arts arena.

"Tsk, it seems that Meng Jing and Su Mu are fighting in the martial arts arena, and in the sky, Elder Meng Tianxiang and Elder Ji Yan are also fighting."

"It's no wonder, if Meng Jing kills Su Mu this time, Meng Jing will definitely be the next patriarch of the Blood Demon Tribe, and Meng Tianxiang will not hesitate to offend the Jiangyue patriarch, and he will stop Ji Yan. And Su Mu has been in the Blood Demon Tribe for three years, and has been cultivating under Ji Yan's knees, although the two are not father and son, they are like father and son, not master and apprentice, but they are better than master and apprentice. ”

Many of the disciples of the martial arts arena know it.

Su He raised his head and threw himself into the air, and said with surprise in his eyes: "Ji Yan." ”

roar

At this time, the Han Jiao was only a hundred meters away from Su Mu, and the huge power was suppressed on Su He's shoulders like a heavy mountain.

"Give me death." Meng Jing roared wildly.

"I'm going to kill someone, Meng Jing wants to kill Su Mu, don't the law enforcement elders care?"

"Can you manage it, such a high-level of the Blood Demon Tribe only has Ji Yan, Jiang Yue, and Meng Tianxiang, if the law enforcement elders are on the wrong side now, I am afraid that there will be no good fruits to eat in the future."

"This fellow Daoist is right, all the law enforcement elder can do now is to do nothing, just watch."

"There are so many people who want to kill me, you must at least be ranked after the first in the ages."

Su He roared angrily in his heart: "Immortal Demon Vine"

Click

Beneath the ice, the thick layer of ice cracked rapidly. Three arm-thick vines, breaking through the ice, grow in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they are thousands of feet high, swaying in the martial arts arena, like a peerless demon.

Brush pull

The three vines bent in unison, coming towards the Su River, and swirled in a circle in front of the Su River, turning into a huge vine shield in an instant.

Bang.

Han Jiao slammed into the vine shield, making a sound that seemed to hit the steel, and the vine shield not only did not break, but Han Jiao let out a painful roar.

"How is this possible, the eight-rank Han Jiao can't even break the shield of the third-grade iron vine"

All the disciples in the martial arts arena widened their eyes and stood up from their stools in unison.

The shield turned into a vine slowly withdrew, and a vine drilled out from the foot of Su He, turning into a disc, holding Su He's body in mid-air.

Su He had a smile on his face, and his arms were still dripping with blood.

Meng Jing looked at Su He in mid-air as if he had lost his soul, and shouted wildly: "Impossible, impossible, I am an eight-rank demon soul Han Jiao, your iron vine is just a third-grade demon soul, how can you block my attack"

"The iron vine can block the full force of the eight-rank demon soul, I don't know if the eight-rank demon soul can block the full force of the iron vine."

As soon as Su He's words fell, two iron vines were like two black lightning bolts in the air, cutting through the void and slashing towards Meng Jingqi. One of the vines slashed at Han Jiao's body, Han Jiao roared in pain, and the demon soul turned into a little white light and disappeared into the martial arts arena.

"Han Jiao, actually defeated"

"Look, Su Mu wants to kill Meng Jing"

One vine shattered Han Jiao, but the other went straight to Meng Jing.

Meng Jing gritted her teeth and shouted, "Even if you die, I will pull you along." ”

After speaking, Meng Jing's suddenly shot out a black light from it, and it came straight to Su He's eyebrows as fast as the extreme.

"Despicable, you actually used the baby treasure that Meng Tianxiang gave you, and the photo needle sneaked attack" Many of the surrounding disciples recognized that this was a baby treasure refined by Meng Tianxiang himself, and the power should not be underestimated.

But Su He smiled slightly, and the vines under his feet climbed up drippingly, forming a round shield in front of Su He, and the photo needle was just inserted into the round shield.

"I knew you were going to have this trick"

Su He sneered.

"What, Su Mu has long seen through Meng Jing's little tricks, and he is just waiting for him to perform the photo needle"

"Su Mu is a person with unfathomable scheming and an intellect that can be called against the sky."

"The mind is unparalleled."

In the martial arts arena, many old people sighed.

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