Around the Colosseum, tens of thousands of demon royal clans had their eyes wide one by one.

Zhang Sui's force was too unexpected by everyone!

In just a few rounds, the first demon general who fought against him, the Netherworld Warrior, not only lost the upper hand, but was also injured!

On the phoenix crown, the eldest prince's face was gloomy and could drip water!

The proud demon general who has been invincible and made his face soar is so decadent today!

The eldest prince turned his head to look at the little princess Dong Yirou and said: "The little sister is so willing to give birth, the void of reincarnation is a gift from the demon king to you for the first birthday, you first gave it to the nightingale who was born in the human race, and then gave it to Zhang Sui, who was also born in the human race, you really have a good impression of the human race?" ”

Dong Yirou not only refuted, but said with a smile: "That's right, big brother, the demon king still fights with the cold-blooded martial god every year, it can be seen that there are still many lovely people among the human race." ”

"It's just that even the little sister didn't expect that he would apply the void of reincarnation so skillfully."

Dong Yirou sighed again: "There is also a nightingale, which has already become ancient." ”

The third princess said loudly: "Can the eldest brother and little sister stop for a while?" Look at that Zhang Sui, what is he doing with his right fist held high? ”

In the center of the Colosseum, Zhang Sui and the Netherworld Warrior stared at each other with dead eyes.

Seeing that in Zhang Sui's raised right fist, the faintly hovering silver dragon gradually grew larger and faster, and the Netherworld Warrior slowly stood up.

Taking a deep breath, watching Zhang Sui walk towards him, the Netherworld Warlord closed his eyes, and his left hand holding the body of the feather arrow was slightly forced, and a muffled snort sounded in the silent Colosseum.

Blue blood shot out from the wound!

The Nether Warlord grabbed the collar of his bloody left hand, took off the pitch-black armor, and tossed it aside, revealing the blue close-fitting tunic inside.

The left hand ripped off the sleeve of the right hand again and tied it around the waist to tie the wound.

The sleeve that helped the wound was gradually soaked with azure blood, and the Nether Warlord held the long handle of the snake spear in his right hand three minutes away from the spearhead, and the long handle in his left hand seven minutes away from the spearhead.

"Drink—" There was a roar, and the Nether Warlord's entire body was covered in azure steam!

All the demon royal clans are making a noise, is this Netherworld warrior crazy!

The azure steam, this is clearly a combat mode that stimulates the potential by burning the essence and blood in the body!

Unless you are facing an invincible enemy and your life is in danger, you have to do this!

And who is his opponent Zhang Sui? It's just a metamorphosis who has just been promoted to a junior demon general!

Although in the previous dozen rounds of battles, the Netherworld Warlord had lost the upper hand, the vast majority of the Demon Clan's royal clan did not think that the Netherworld War would really lose to Zhang Sui.

The series of attacks just now are clearly caused by the Netherworld Warlord's loss to the enemy and the lack of understanding of the opponent's strength!

In the next battle, as long as you are serious about the enemy, you can't think of the possibility of losing the Nether War.

"Drink—" The Nether Warlord's roar continued, and the azure steam grew stronger!

Seeing this, Zhang Sui turned his head and glanced at the silver dragon wrapped around his right fist, which became clearer and clearer.

On the void above his head, Ni Shang hurriedly said: "Master, quickly hammer him to death!" The longer his potential is unleashed, the more dangerous you become! ”

Zhang Sui nodded, watching the silver dragon let out a burst of dragon groans, he took a deep breath and exhaled, his eyes almost darting out of his sockets.

"Smack!"

A bolt of lightning suddenly burst in the center of the Colosseum, and Zhang Sui's place where he had been slowly walking towards the Netherworld Warrior was gone!

The demons looked at the thunder and lightning in astonishment, with a blank expression.

"Ben Lei, a kind of fast thrust footwork, when the little sister was confronting Leng Muning, I saw her also perform it." Dong Yirou saw that the other six princesses didn't react at once, and explained.

"Smack!"

The second lightning bolt exploded again after a breath.

Nether Warrior's eyes widened, and the positions of the two lightning bolts were fifty paces apart!

The first lightning bolt is in the distance, and the second lightning bolt is close at hand!

Although Zhang Sui can't be seen, based on years of combat experience, the Netherworld Warrior knows very well that Zhang Sui-

Here it comes!

Holding the long handle of the snake spear with both hands, the azure mist instantly retracted into the snake spear!

"Die!"

Netherworld War pointed the head of the snake spear directly at the void, roared, and its body spun violently, turning into a sword dozens of zhang long, slashing into the void!

Everywhere the sword went, the Colosseum was splashed with rubble!

The phoenix and the snow-white eagle owl flew up in a hurry!

Fifteen magic generals in the center of the Colosseum, each holding weapons in both hands, inserted themselves into the ground in the center of the Colosseum to stabilize their bodies!

Their pupils flickered with fear!

Nether warriors who burst out with potential, even if there are fifteen of them, may not be an opponent!

The sword slashed into the void, and all the members of the demon royal clan searched for Zhang Sui's figure.

"He's not hiding in the void of reincarnation, is he?"

"The Netherworld Warrior is desperate, and if it were me, I would avoid its edge."

"Nether Warlord is crazy!"

"It's absolutely remarkable that this inheritor of the Nightingale has been able to force the Netherworld Warlord to such a situation."

However, the clamor of the members of the demon royal clan had just sounded, and a loud shout suddenly resounded over the entire Colosseum-

"Unparalleled in the world!"

At the forefront of the Netherworld War's sword sweeping across the entire Colosseum, a man bombarded the sword dozens of zhang long with a punch!

With his fist as the center, seven seven and forty-nine silver dragons roared in unison!

The deafening dragon roar made the tens of thousands of demon royal clan members present cover their ears together!

The members of the Demon Royal Clan who cultivated too low even fainted directly on the seat!

The crowd stood up!

The phoenix tore through the void in terror and carried the seven princesses into the void!

Four snow-white eagle owls fell from the sky one after another!

Forty-nine silver dragons almost covered the entire void in front of Zhang Sui!

Dozens of zhang of sword rays were directly swallowed in an instant!

After the forty-nine silver dragons devoured the sword, they continued to castrate, and swept towards the members of the demon royal clan on the east side of the Colosseum!

Fear, cries, shouts, and rage filled the entire Colosseum!

Thousands of members of the Demon Dynasty sitting in the east fled for their lives!

"Seal!" Four figures appeared in unison to the east of the center of the Colosseum, and four deep voices shouted, and the four regional kings of the demon clan shot in unison!

A screen that is more than a thousand feet tall rises from the ground!

Forty-nine silver dragons bombarded the screen in unison, and the heavens and the earth shook!

"Boom, boom...... Boom Boom! After forty-nine roars echoed through heaven and earth, the entire Colosseum was as silent as death.

The members of the demon royal clan fell to the ground one by one, not daring to move.

"Alright, it's okay." A majestic middle-aged man's voice sounded.

"Wow!"

A phoenix roared, and a colorful phoenix tore through the void and re-entered the sky above the center of the Colosseum.

The seven princesses looked at the Colosseum in shock.

I saw that nearly half of the Colosseum was almost in ruins!

Of the fifteen demon generals, eight of them fell to the ground and were struggling to get up, and the other seven were also staggering and at a loss.

At the eastern edge of the middle of the Colosseum, thousands of feet of screen disappeared quickly, and the four regional kings stood together, looking at each other one by one.

And in the middle of the Colosseum, the two culprits, the Netherworld Warrior will pass out and be scorched black, lying on the ground without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

The other Zhang Sui was also lying on the ground, although his eyes were still open, but the whole person was motionless.

Dong Yirou's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and her crisp voice echoed in the Colosseum: "The Nightingale Inheritor successfully challenged the Netherworld Warlord and was promoted to the first demon general, and the Netherworld Warlord will be eliminated from the sixteen demon generals, and after the injury is healed, he will be banished to the junction of the East Pole Light and my demon clan to guard the frontier for my demon clan." ”

Dong Yirou smiled and said something to the other six princesses who were already stunned, and then said: "The first demon gave the second word 'nine', and 'nine' is the ultimate number, which means perfection. Now, please chant the nickname of the first demon general, Feng Jiu, and hope that he will help my demon clan dominate the world! ”

Tens of thousands of members of the Demon Royal Clan shouted in unison:

"Feng Jiu!"

"Feng Jiu!"

"Feng Jiu!"