Changxing paused and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It was a male cultivator, the eleventh layer of cultivation in the Great Perfection of the Foundation, ranked fifty-nineth, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, and even his head and face were covered with a black veil, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but from the analysis of his voice and bone age, he was not very old.

Everyone present also looked at this demon cultivator named Hong Guang with different expressions, and talked in a low voice:

"He's Hong Guang, the little apprentice of the Thousand Demon Sect Sect Master, the Night Owl Demon Lord!"

"What the hell is a demon cultivator! It's not authentic!"

"Yes, Meng Zichen has just finished a fight, and his spiritual power is not enough, and the continuous fighting method is too much of a loss!"

"So what, the competition is not explicitly forbidden not to continue to challenge. ”

Although there is no explicit prohibition against continuous challenges, if more than one person challenges one person, everyone will tacitly wait for an hour before challenging again, so that the challenged person can recover his spiritual power, but so far there has been no situation where more than one person challenges one person, and Meng Changxing is the first.

There was anger on the faces of everyone in Taiqingmen, and Lu Qi, who was in second place, looked at Zeng Jing quietly, Zeng Jing nodded invisibly, got up suddenly, and said coldly: "Hong Daoyou is too anxious, since you want to fight so much, why don't you fight with Zai Xia first?"

Zeng Jing is ranked sixty-one, Hong Guang is fifty-nine, the two are not much different, and Zeng Jing challenges Hong Guang, which is the safest strategy at present.

Although Hong Guang couldn't see any expression, his eyes didn't look at Zeng Jing, he looked straight at Changxing, and his tone was playful: "What's the matter?

Changxing glanced at Hong Guang lightly, then looked away, looked at Zeng Jing, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Zeng, although I am ranked first, this is purely a fluke, killing chickens and using a cattle slaughtering knife?

Zeng Jing was not good at words, glanced at Changxing, and wanted to say more, but Hong Guang suddenly snorted, and his voice was sharp: "I said, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, everyone Meng Zichen has agreed, what are you still doing slowly?" If you don't dare to fight, you can just admit defeat!"

"That's it!" the thousands of Demon Sect disciples in the stands all echoed in unison.

Changxing threw Zeng Jing a slightly calm look, and then slowly walked back to the fighting platform while saying: "Hong Daoyou is really anxious, thanks to you, but I can't do it, I have a big temper, especially when I fight the law, I often can't hold my hand, I'm afraid that if I hurt Hong Daoyou and hurt the harmony between the two factions, it is not beautiful." ”

"Hurt me?" Hong Guang had already decided that Changxing was deliberately delaying time in order to recover his spiritual power, where would he delay any longer, his voice was loud, and he said categorically: "It doesn't matter if you live or die on the fighting platform, don't say that it hurts me, even if you destroy me, I also admit it, and my master will not be separated from Taiqing's disciples because of this." ”

Changxing smiled slightly, what does it matter if the Night Owl Demon Lord and the Taiqing protégé are not born, I just need your words.

The two shot almost at the same time.

Hong Guang flicked his wrist, and a banner suddenly flew out behind him, one side of the banner was black, in the middle was a white skeleton, and the other side was white, but the demonic energy surged, covering the original white almost without its true color.

There was a low exclamation from the audience:

"Look!

"Hongguang is actually going to kill people! Even the Yin and Yang Flags have been sacrificed!"

Yin Yang Banner Changxing searched in his mind, his face couldn't help but become solemn, the Yin Yang Banner is a holy relic of the Demon Sect, but the flesh and bones of the living and the dead, the black side, can instantly kill people, and the white side can make people rejuvenate, but the Yin and Yang Banner in Hong Guang's hand, the white side is full of demonic pollution, and it is estimated that the effect has been invalid.

Changxing made a much more cautious move, and sacrificed a wooden knife that transformed into a big knife, the reason why Changxing chose a wooden knife was entirely because the wood spiritual power in her body came from the 10,000-year-old peachwood, which was originally a holy object to restrain evil spirits, not to mention the 10,000-year-old one.

"Hmph!" There was a faint snort from Hong Guang disdainfully, and then, I saw him raise his hand and point a little, the Yin and Yang Banner had been instantly raised, rapidly enlarged, and a large amount of black demonic energy poured out from the Banner, which had the intention of covering the entire Doufa Table, Changxing naturally would not let him succeed, and the wooden knife in his hand quickly swung out, slashing towards the Yin Yang Banner.

The wooden knife qi roared away with a faint peach-colored color, as if the dark clouds were lifted to see the sunrise, and the demonic qi that occupied most of the fighting platform was torn into pieces in an instant, and then the long star mantra was one, and he swung out a few knives again and again, only to see countless peach blossom branches suddenly flying out of the blade, forming several tornado-like spiritual power airflows, circling from the fighting platform, the black demonic qi seemed to be very afraid of these peach blossom branches, and kept retracting towards the yin and yang flags.

Just when the demonic qi was almost all about to retract back into the yin and yang flags, the yin and yang flags suddenly erupted violently, and a powerful demonic qi was like a torrent, shattering the impact of the peach blossom branches, like a strong wind blowing through the peach blossom forest, leaving only the sky full of falling flowers.

On the fighting platform, the pink peach blossom petals reflected the inky black demonic energy, which looked extremely enchanting, and everyone in the audience was stunned for a while, especially those who were shallow in cultivation and lack of concentration, and they fell into the illusion of peach blossoms falling into the blue.

From a distance, Gu Chengtian looked at the peach blossom petals in the sky, but his eyebrows frowned slightly: This wood aura, he couldn't be more familiar, everyone thought that this was what magic weapon Meng Changxing used, but only he knew that this wood aura was not issued by some magic weapon, but from her body...... Or a part of her body......

Gu Chengtian couldn't be sure, but he vaguely felt that the current Changxing was different from before, the person was still the same person, whether it was Liansheng, Changxing or Zichen, their essence and soul had not changed, but their bodies were different...... Gu Chengtian thought of the situation when Changxing fell into the Flying Immortal Trench, and he was full of doubts in his heart.

The two of them on the stage have been back and forth for nearly a hundred rounds, at first Changxing did not understand the means of demon cultivation, and it was inevitable that he would suffer losses and take advantage of the weakness, but after more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Gu gradually found some experience, and then made a lot less mistakes, and slowly leveled the situation, and as the fighting time became longer and longer, Changxing has gradually gained the upper hand.

Changxing's biggest advantage is that the aura is abundant, the true yuan is abundant, and the five senses and six senses are different from ordinary people, so all the attacks and spells almost do not need the early preparation and accumulation process, basically can do as you like, and often can seize the opportunity in the fighting method, if it is not for the means that she wants to see the Yin and Yang flags, she has always had reservations, but I am afraid that Hong Guang has been defeated at this time.

Although Hong Guang couldn't see his expression on the outside, he was already anxious and abnormal inside, his spiritual power was no longer good, he didn't expect this

Meng Changxing's spiritual power is so strong, he secretly regrets that he didn't find out clearly and challenged, but now that he has opened the bow and has no turning back, he has to bite the bullet!

After a few more rounds of fighting, Hong Guang had already seen that Changxing was deliberately draining his spiritual power, and he was angry for a while, shaking the yin and yang flags, and the skeletons on the black flags suddenly moved, and two sharp white lights shot out of the two hollow eyes, Changxing intuitively felt that these two lights were unusual, and hurriedly dodged to dodge.

The two white rays of light swept past Changxing, Changxing only felt a chill that was cold to his bones, his legs were weak and he almost didn't kneel, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back: just passing by, it has such power, if he hits it, I'm afraid that it will really be killed!

Changxing's body was unstable, and two white lights were chasing him, Changxing didn't dare to underestimate it anymore, and the Xuannu boots under his feet were launched, while dodging, he raised his hand to split out a purple thunder, directly hitting the Yin and Yang flag, and at the same time, the golden knife in his hand had also attacked the Hongguang Gate!

Hong Guang looked at the golden knife that suddenly appeared, and was horrified, he had no time to care about the yin and yang flags, so he hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step slower, and was hit by the golden knife in the left shoulder, and the blood suddenly flowed out, at the same time, the purple thunder had also struck the yin and yang flags, making a huge thunder strike, Hong Guang's heart was agitated, he couldn't control it anymore, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!

Hongguang's defeat is a foregone conclusion, but Changxing has no intention of stopping, and raising his hand is a purple thunder that slashes Hongguang!

"Stop!" A figure suddenly flew under the color shed, and hurriedly flew towards the fighting platform, but unfortunately, the speed was half a beat slower after all, and the purple thunder had already slashed the flood head-on, making a deafening "click" sound, followed by a scorched smell of hair and flesh, and the entire arena, as if it had been collectively immobilized, looked at the charred human-shaped coke on the fighting platform blankly, and was silent for a while.

"How dare you?" the flying figure glared at the long star.

This person is Zuo Bufan, the master of the Thousand Demon Sect's Fighting Battle Hall, the eighth-layer cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and he is the descendant of the Night Owl Demon Lord.

Originally, Hong Guang suddenly decided to challenge Meng Changxing, he didn't agree, and ordinary disciples couldn't see it, but they were all very clear: although Meng Changxing had experienced such a fighting method that consumed spiritual power, the spiritual power in her body was not affected at all.

It's just that he reported his luck at that time, which didn't stop Hong Guang's whim, but he didn't expect it to end like this!

"Why didn't she dare?" Zhuyou Zhenjun looked at Zuo Bufan coldly: "It doesn't matter if there is life or death on the fighting platform, not to mention that he insists on fighting with me, and he himself said in front of so many people: Even if he kills him, he will admit it!

"You!" Zuo Bufan was angry, hating Zhuyou Zhenjun for interjecting, and hating Hongguang for saying too much, so that he had no reason to refute, and he was choked speechless for a while.

He only glared at Changxing fiercely, eager to tear her apart, and shouted angrily: "He obviously has no power to fight back! You still killed him! Ruthless! This is the style of a Dao disciple?"

"So what? He didn't admit defeat, why didn't he fight?"