As soon as Ao Wuming arrived, the figures of Zong Stubborn, Manqian, and Wulong appeared behind him, and Wen Feng, Bai Ying, Feng Tang, Hu Changfeng, and Luo Changqing also arrived. Only Qin Shuang was a moment late, but when he arrived, there were ten wine jars floating around his body.

"The store promised to give it to us just now, you don't want it, I brought it for you." Qin Shuang said with a smile, ignoring them, opened a jar by herself, took a sip, and praised, "It is indeed a good wine." ”

On the other side, the young man in white clasped his hands in front of his chest and stared at the ten people on Qin Shuang's side with interest, "Tsk, to tell you from the heart, I have to praise your courage to really dare to follow." ”

"Some people are looking for death, we just kill a few wastes, and those who are looking for death are not afraid, what are we afraid of." Ao Wuming said lightly, full of disdain for these people.

"If the bickering is life and death, I'm afraid we really can't compare to you." The young man in white was not annoyed, and always maintained a smile, "It's a pity that today we are comparing strength, and those who are weak will naturally be eliminated." ”

"Haha, you're right, you'll soon know who's going to be eliminated." Zong Qi laughed.

"What's the competition?" The young man in white raised his eyebrows, "Is it single-handed?" Or a group fight? ”

"This ......" Wulong stood up, his brows furrowed a little, as if he was thinking, and then said, "It's better for you to decide, otherwise you will die later, and you will be unwilling." ”

"Hmph, you're really good at playing tricks." Zuo Wenqi snorted, "Boss, no matter what, let me go first." ”

The young man in white nodded, "That's it, let's win three out of five games, each send five people, and whoever wins three games wins, and life and death have their own destiny." ”

"What's the good of winning? What is the penalty for losing? Qin Shuang asked at the back of the line, while drinking, his expression relaxed and natural.

The face of the young man in white changed, "If you lose, you will naturally withdraw from the competition for Lingbao." ”

"Okay, it's not that tempting, but it's still necessary to clean up a few trash." Wulong said directly, and he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

"I'll come first!" Zuo Wen, who was fighting with Ao Wuming just now, stood up, pointed at Ao Wuming and sneered, "We didn't win or lose just now, but listening to your boasting is amazing, let me take a good look." ”

"Hehe, are you in such a hurry to die?" Ao Wuming was happy when he heard it, the punch just now was his own skill, once it changed into a combat state, coupled with the increase of the inheritance dragon ball, Ao Wuming's strength, even if it was not as good as the Golden Punishment Jun Wenfeng, it was definitely not much worse.

"Brother Nameless, let me come at this first stop." Zong Qi suddenly stood up, stood in front of Ao Wuming, turned around and smiled at everyone, "Generally, those who are in the field are small roles, and my strength is the weakest, so it's better to let me fight this first game." ”

"Hmph, the eighth-level demon emperor dares to be so arrogant." Zuo Wen said contemptuously.

"Zong Qi, then you have to be careful, no matter what, this guy is also a ninth-level demon emperor." Ao Wuming admonished.

"Don't worry, I'm less than a ninth-level demon emperor, but I'm also the peak of an eighth-level demon emperor, and I don't care about ordinary ninth-level demon emperors." The Golden-winged Dapeng is extremely fast, and the defense is not bad, but the attack is slightly worse, but the black battle knife given by Uncle Lan is stubborn, and the attack power has also increased all of a sudden.

Both teams naturally gave up a large area for Zuo Wen and Zong Qi for them to fight. Qin Shuang's immortal sense is tightly locked on Zuo Wen, as long as the sect is defeated, Qin Shuang will definitely make a move. Speaking of which, Zong Qi also gave his father a lot of help back then.

"Come on!" Zong Stubborn said proudly, as long as the black war knife was held in his hand, Zong Stubborn would have an inexplicable confidence in his heart.

"Huh~" Zuo Wen was not polite, his figure flickered, and he had already reached the front of Zong Qi, stretched out his hand into a claw, and grabbed Zong Qi's head directly.

"The speed is still good." Zong Qi smiled slightly, and heard the big man say in the restaurant that this left text is a super divine beast Golden Feather Goose. The super beasts of the bird class are indeed very fast.

However, there are very few bird-like demon beasts that can catch up with the speed of the Golden-winged Dapeng, and the same is true for this Golden-Feathered Goose.

Seeing that the claws were about to grab Zong Qi's head, he saw the figure in front of him shake for a while, and then disappeared.

"What about the ninth-level Demon Emperor? Can you keep up with me? Zong's mocking voice came. is also a super divine beast, maybe Zong Qiang's ontological attack is worse than Zuo Wen's, but in terms of speed, even the Zong Stubborn of the eighth-level Demon Emperor is faster than Zuo Wen.

"Hmph, what about being fast?" Zuo Wen snorted coldly, his hands were staggered, and his six fingers swiped lightly, and suddenly, six spatial cracks were staggered. After all, Zuo Wen is a ninth-level demon emperor, and the demon sense can find out where Zong Qi is at any time, and there are six spatial cracks around him, even if he wants to teleport, it is impossible.

"Why don't you run away?" Zuo Wen sneered, his figure flickered a few times, and he just wanted to attack, but he didn't want Zong Qi's figure to have already passed through the gaps of several spatial cracks and attacked him.

"Hehe, that's good." Zuo Wen reached out with both hands and took Zong's stubborn long knife hard.

"Hmph, that eighth-level demon emperor is really an idiot, can't you see that Zuo Wen has a middle-grade artifact on his hand?" The young man in white said disdainfully, although he didn't know the grade of the weapon in Zong Qi's hand, but no one believed that the black-looking combat knife would surpass the medium-grade artifact.

Seeing Zuo Wen grabbing it with both hands, Zong Qi was amused, he knew that Zuo Wen had a fist in his hand, and he knew that it would not be too bad, but this black war knife gave him extremely strong self-confidence, at least in the fairy and demon world, except for the inheritance of spiritual treasures, Zong Qi had never seen any weapon comparable to the war knife in his hand.

"Peng!" The black war knife collided with Zuo Wen's hands, a ninth-level demon emperor and an eighth-level demon emperor, hard to beat.

Suddenly, with these two people as the center, the ripples of space expanded to all sides, and many uneven hills in this open space were all turned into powder when they were swept by the spatial ripples, and the entire competition area, within a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, was almost flattened.

"Click!" Zuo Wen's face changed suddenly, and the full set of medium-grade artifacts he was carrying in his hands was shattered.

"This ...... No way. "The eighth-level demon emperor, slashing the middle-grade artifact of the ninth-level demon emperor with one sword, which made Zuo Wen's heart a little unbearable.

"What Grandpa Lan sent, how can it be bad." Qin Shuang, who was watching the battle, said secretly, "Grandpa Lan's level of refining weapons is also extremely high, the material of this battle knife is only the branch at the very edge of the ancient ironwood tree, and in terms of hardness, I am afraid it has reached the level of a medium-grade heavenly artifact." ”

"Brush!" Just when Zuo Wen's mind was still full of shock, Zong Qi slashed down again, directly cutting Zuo Wen in half.

"My low-grade artifact battle armor ......" Zuo Wen was stunned again, the battle armor is different from the weapon, in terms of hardness, even the battle armor of the low-grade artifact is stronger than the medium-grade artifact, but Zong Qi's knife seems to have no obstacle at all, just like cutting on tofu.

"Hmph, if you don't have capital, don't be so arrogant in your next life." Zong Qi's wrist shook quickly, and after a moment of tightness, Zuo Wen's whole person was cut into crumbs, and even Yuan Ying became crumbs.

Shock! Zong Qi's appearance gave everyone a shock.

Not only the young man in white was here, but even Ao Wuming and the others were also in a daze, they knew that Zong was stubborn, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Even Wen Feng shook his head and sighed, "That battle knife is probably no worse than my Golden Torture Spirit Bead." "The Golden Punishment Spirit Bead is a Hongmeng Spirit Treasure, it is impossible for Wen Feng to completely refine it, if it is completely refined, I am afraid Wen Feng will not say so. But even if it was a small part of refining, the Golden Punishment Monarch was a rare opponent in the entire Immortal Demon Realm.

The young man in white stared directly at Zong Qi's war knife, and his saliva was about to stay, "You knife...... It's really not ordinary. ”

"Nonsense." Zong Qi said coldly, and then retreated.

"Who's next?" The big man who was in the hotel stood up and was very indifferent to Zuo Wen's death, and he was carrying a mace and shouting there.

"Now it's going to be my turn!" Ao Wuming was excited, and when he saw that no one was stopping him, he stood up directly.

"Big man, you sarcastically mocked me just now that my attack power is not good, now let you have a good experience."

"Roar~~"

A violent roar resounded throughout the planet Tulan, and the surrounding space trembled continuously. With this roar, Ao Nameless's body was shrouded in a layer of golden light, and even the surrounding masters couldn't figure out what was happening inside this golden light.

In a moment, a person covered with golden dragon scales appeared all over his body, his golden hair fluttering without wind, shining with a faint golden light, and Ao Wuming's whole body was covered with a layer of dragon scales shining with golden light.

"Old man, you haven't been active in a long time." Ao Wuming gently stroked the broken gun in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be caressing his lover.

"The combat state of the five-clawed golden dragon is indeed very strong." Bai Xuanjun Bai Ying, looking at Ao Wuming, who was dressed in golden light, said with sincere admiration.

"Hey, that's interesting." The big man was carrying a mace, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the muscles in his body were trembling.

(To be continued)