Xia Ji's voice was like thunder, rolling away towards the empty drunkenness.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the sand was flying, and the pale paper money in the sky had just appeared, and it was dyed red and burned to ashes, a scene of the end of the world.

At some point, eight coffins suddenly came.

They each stopped a kilometer away from Xia Ji, fell vertically, and a dull sound came, forming an encirclement.

The coffins are varied, and they are carved with different quaint patterns.

Xia Ji swept left and right, and saw that the coffin in front of him on the left was a double knife texture, which was the same as the fire paint on the letter from Xiao Ning he had received before.

"It's the executioner, so in these eight coffins... It should all be the Ten Karma of the Drunken Capital?"

Xia Ji stood in the open space of Xudu with his hands in his hands, without a trace of panic.

There were a lot of snoops from all corners of this weird city, but they were not malicious, but simply with the idea of watching the battle.

The grievances between himself and Gong Jiu are known both in the capital and in the underworld.

This is not something that can be resolved.

So, when they take the first step here, they should think of this moment.

The sky suddenly went dark.

The devil's crimson eyes on the horizon closed.

Eternal night comes.

There seems to be a vortex in the air current.

In the center of the vortex, an extremely heavy object descends from the sky.

With a bang, it landed in front of Xia Ji.

The loud sound of the meteorite landing made the eardrums almost tear, but the ground of Xudu was not damaged at all, and the eight coffins around them were as quiet as statues, and they existed in all directions for eternity.

Xia Ji still didn't move, Taishan didn't move before he collapsed, he stood quietly and waited.

A flash of red light pierced the sky and descended.

The distant horizon, like a demon opening its eyes, revealed a deeper red.

The red light fell on the square, but stopped at the eight coffins.

It seems to outline a stage.

Xia Ji felt the red light, and suddenly felt that his sense of touch had been lost, and then the sense of taste and smell were deprived one by one, leaving only sight and hearing.

He frowned and looked at the dark coffin in front of him.

The coffin has a mysterious nine-headed texture.

One person, nine heads?

Or is it a pet?

This is the mark of Miyahisa?

Click!!

The coffin was opened, and a disfigured young man wearing a bewitching off-the-shoulder robe of an ancient prince and concubine, carrying a knife as slender as a hair, walked out slowly.

If you don't look at the face, just look at the back, I think it's a peerless enchantress.

But looking at this face again, it was extremely disfigured, criss-crossing knife marks, and countless pinholes, except for the pair of clear eyes that were still pure, and the shoulders exposed in the air were also round and snow-white.

The young man stood opposite Xia Ji.

The two are of the same size.

It's just that Xia Ji is stronger, and this young man is thinner.

The young man opened his mouth quietly, and his voice actually gave people a feminine and charming feeling: "Xia Ji, in order to let you and me have a better experience of duel, the underworld has deprived us of three senses, only the eyes are left to see, the ears to hear, and the heart to feel..."

He wore a pair of black boots, his legs were slender and full of disobedience, and the thin knife slowly danced between his hands like a windmill, as if moving every cell in his body that had not yet fully awakened.

"You're amazing, to be able to get this far, to be able to make all the grudges unbiased, and to have to face you head-on, I really like you.

You know?

Looking at the way you are now, I seem to see another self, how many late at night, I look in the mirror, completely destroy this face, and destroy this body cleanly.

Actually, my enmity with you is just a bottle of poison, but if you are an ant, this poison poisons you, you will not stand in front of me, but you are here today, then this bottle of poison is actually nothing.

Do you and I have to face each other?"

The enchanting young man let out a crisp laugh, this voice actually had a bit of a charming taste, and it was deeply depressed and crazy, and the purity in his eyes faded, and he instantly stared at the person in front of him with a ghostly hideousness.

Xia Ji looked at the young man in front of him and said lightly: "You and I, in this world, there can only be one left." ”

The demonic boy laughed sharply, his laughing hands grabbed the thin knife, and his body rushed forward with a little arc: "That... Come on, today there are eight testimonies from the ten karmas of the Xudu City, and there are testimonies of curses and grudges in the underworld, and the duel between you and me... Just do what you want. ”

With a sharp point of the knife, his figure spread out like black smoke, flying towards Xia Ji.

This fateful showdown unfolded like this.

Xia Ji pointed out with both hands, the Xuan Qi condensed, and a sword light split into dozens, hundreds of sword lights, and then became a huge sword qi vortex.

The whirlpool confronted the black knife peeking out of the black smoke.

There was a clanging sound and the unbridled screeching of the clown.

The laughter paused.

The sword qi vortex crushed the black smoke, but then the black smoke gathered and formed again, appearing in front of Xia Ji.

The clown shrieked: "Use Xuan Qi to kill me?"

As he laughed, the knife had already been slashed out.

Behind him emerged a filthy shadow reminiscent of a shriveled peach blossom in a backwater.

The shadow stared straight at Xia Ji.

At the same time, a wonderful connection is emerging between Miyahisa and the shadow.

The clown slashed out, and all the Xuan Qi collapsed, just like a toy.

Xia Ji stretched out his right arm, grabbed a long knife with condensed true qi, burst and swung an afterimage, and headed towards the thin knife.

"It's useless, it's useless, hee-hee-hee. ”

The clown's laughter came to an abrupt end, as the thin knife had been blocked by the True Qi Knife.

"You... Unexpectedly?!"

The demonic disfigured young man suddenly felt something, raised his head, and heard a soft and terrifying laugh in his eyes, and I don't know when there was a person behind his old enemy...

A strange woman with half burnt and half swollen, her face like a membrane, stared straight at him.

Instantly, like years.

After years, a trance is only a moment.

Both of them reacted extremely quickly, and when they read it, they got the knife.

The calm, which was shorter than a thought, was broken in an instant, and then a real storm followed!

In an instant, it was already countless swings of the knife.

The earth-destroying battle of Tongxuan did not break out, and the quasi-mentor and the real clown of the Ten Industries of Xudu were like ordinary two heroes in a duel...

It's just that the speed of this duel is like fast-forward tens of thousands of times.

In the red-shrouded clearing, both of them felt no pain, and the violent sword qi was like a thunderstorm that strangled everything.

The executioner in the double-knife texture coffin could naturally see everything here, and he wondered in his heart, these two people are so awesome, how did his little apprentice get involved in these two people?

What a hell of a thing.

And Xiao Ning was looking at this somewhere in the capital.

In fact, countless ghosts and monsters, or strong people among the human race who have thrown themselves into the underworld camp in order to gain greater strength, are also watching.

Xiao Ning was also speechless...

She has been in the capital for so long, and Gong Jiu has not looked for her, but when she saw her today, Xiao Ning actually had a strange feeling of "just looking at the back, she is actually more beautiful than the old lady".

I used to wear a leather coat and whip him?

It's a wonderful feeling in the world.