It's just that the demon king has never come to collect debts after receiving the IOU, and this matter has also been forgotten by the Luo family. Unexpectedly, the Demon King would actually take out this IOU at this time, in front of the strength of the major sects.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say to deal with.

The demon king glanced at Luo Ting, and without waiting for him to speak, his robe shook up, and he took steps, gradually moving from the stands to the venue.

Every step he took was steady and powerful, and his gestures were like that of a martial arts master.

As he walked, he said coldly, "Why don't you keep quiet, don't tell me, just four million gold coins, you can't take it out of the Luo family." You were not the only one who signed the IOU that day, but the Ancient Sword Soul Sect signed an IOU of 20 million gold coins, which is five times the amount of yours."

After saying that, the Demon King also glanced back at the location of the Ancient Sword Soul Sect.

"Bastard"

"Damn"

"The Demon King is, you almost killed yourself"

Hearing the words of the Demon King, all the disciples of the Ancient Sword and Soul Sect, including the elders, all turned pale, and they set sail, and they opened their mouths and scolded angrily.

In the battle of Linlang Jade Mansion, the Ancient Sword and Soul Sect, together with the two powerful hundreds of Jin Yanzong and the Bloody Luo Family, were actually defeated by the Demon King is alone, not only losing the Linlang County Branch Hall Master Zhou Lie, the elite disciple Wei Kun, but also the superb spiritual weapon Giant Annihilation Sword, and losing more than 20 million gold coins.

This matter has now spread throughout Xichuan County, and has become a joke among the strength of many sects.

Now, in front of everyone's eyes, the demon king is bringing up the old things again, and so on on their wounds, and sprinkled a handful of salt, how can they not be angry

Regarding the angry scolding of the disciples of the Ancient Sword Soul Sect, the Demon King ignored it, and just walked towards the center of the place with a steady footstep.

"Bang"

Finally, the Demon King stepped into the competition venue and was far away from Luo Ting, and then, he said lightly, "You want to fight me, but."

"Is it possible to preliminarily?"

The Demon King looked back at the elders of the Ice and Snow Sect on the main stage and asked.

"Hmm."

Elder Noyan nodded with a confused expression.

In the moment that Elder Nuoyan allowed, Luo Ting made a move

"The Demon King is, pay for my Luo family's children"

Luo Ting roared, "Come out, the Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison"

"Whew"

A dynamic like a ghost crying and laughing came from the void.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Ting's vitality soared, and a dazzling blood light burst out from his body, completely covering his figure in an instant.

At the moment when Luo Ting made a move, Elder Noyan activated the prohibition of this competition venue, and a solid golden light shield firmly enveloped the entire venue.

Inside the premises, the fishy wind is high.

In the blink of an eye, twelve blood-colored figures appeared from the blood light radiating from Luo Ting.

These twelve blood-colored figures, as if they were condensed by blood, announced a strong smell of blood, and their height and appearance were the same as ordinary people, but their faces were hideous, as if they were suffering some kind of torture.

As soon as it appeared, it was rushing towards the demon king.

To the surprise of all the onlookers, these twelve blood-colored figures were actually like martial artists who had cultivated to the depths of martial arts, and with their gestures, they brought up bursts of violent wind, and the speed of the forward rush was also appropriately fast, like twelve blood-colored streamers.

At the same time that the twelve blood-colored figures rushed towards the Demon King, Luo Ting made a move with his right hand, and in the midst of the surging blood light, a blood-colored snake spear two feet long appeared in his hand.

"Boom"

Luo Ting held the gun in both hands, and suddenly shook, and the shadow of the gun flickered, and a surging blood-colored energy was imposing, like a blood-colored river, aiming at the demon king.

The spear was powerful and swift, and it was already extremely powerful, and the spear was everywhere, as if all of it was about to be damaged.

The Twelve Evils of Blood Hell is a tyrannical martial art of the Luo family's bloody clothes, and to practice this martial art, it is necessary to use the blood of the whole body of the twelve warriors as a guide, which means that it is necessary to snatch the lives of the twelve warriors.

After the cultivation is successful, you can summon twelve blood-colored figures, and these twelve blood-colored figures have all the martial arts cultivation and war skills of those twelve warriors.

The Twelve Flames of the Blood Prison are equivalent to the thirteen powerful warriors.

These thirteen warriors suggested to the demon king together, and the attack could be described as appropriate and fierce.

Obviously, Luo Ting didn't plan to give the Demon King a chance, and he tried his best to kill the Demon King in the arena.

In the face of Luo Ting's Jianwang offensive, the Demon King was not a little grim, and his face could not find a trace of solemnity.

After absorbing the blood light spell of Luo Tianao, the patriarch of the Luo family, he learned about many martial arts of the Luo family from Luo Tianao's thoughts, and also knew that most of the Luo family's martial arts were derived from a technique called the Blood Cloth Divine Skill.

And this incomplete bloody cloth divine skill was also corrected by Chenxing Breaking Heaven Record, constituting the Fire System Six-Rank Martial Technique Yan Prison Technique, which was cultivated by him to the fifth layer of satisfaction.

Luo Ting's marksmanship and the twelve demons of the Blood Hell are all derived from the bloody clothes. Therefore, there are similar martial arts in the Flame Prison Jue, but it is not as vicious and eccentric as Luo Ting's play, but the light is bright and bright.

Although the Demon King has only taken the Nine Turns of Heavenly Flame and Hell Technique, he also knows something about other martial arts. Therefore, Luo Ting's marksmanship and the twelve evils of the Blood Prison may be strange and extremely powerful in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, there is no secret at all.

"It's already a martial art of the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill, then I'll use the Hundred Thousand Three Forms of the Flame Hell Technique to defend against you." The Demon King's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Unhurried, he raised his right hand, and a silver spark immediately appeared in the palm of his hand.

With the appearance of this spark, the temperature around it suddenly increased a lot.

"Whew"

The twelve blood-colored figures, as if they were greatly coerced, rushed forward, and their figures trembled, although under Luo Ting's control, they still rushed towards the Demon King, but their speed was much slower in the early years.

Seeing that the twelve blood-colored figures were already approaching, the Demon King was resolute, and his body flickered, and the whole person had disappeared from the same place, replaced by dozens of phantoms that were the same as his face.

"Phoenix Flame Hundred Thousand Bright Stars Style"

As soon as dozens of phantoms appeared, dozens of small whirlwinds randomly spawned in the space, immediately spreading the fierce fishy wind. The brilliant silver light flickering around the phantom also made the dazzling blood light of this space much dimmer.

These dozens of phantoms pounced directly on the twelve blood-colored figures, and each blood-colored figure was violated by three or four phantoms together.

Each of these phantoms has the strength to be the right body with the Demon King, although the twelve blood-colored figures also have good martial arts cultivation, how can they be the opponents of the Demon King, not to mention, the hands of these dozens of phantoms all have a phoenix flame that has been upgraded to a first-level fire.

"Bang Bang"

In an instant, twelve blood-colored figures burst open continuously, and there was not a trace left that was scorched by Feng Zhiyan.

At this time, Luo Ting's violation had just been killed

"Wow"

Seeing this scene, many warriors opened their mouths in shock, and some even stood up from their seats.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

"It looks like the Twelve Demons of Blood Hell who completely suppressed Luo Ting"

A group of martial artists talked about it, but a group of martial artists in the direction of the Bloody Luo family were all stunned.

They are all children of the Bloody Luo family, and they often consult each other, and they all know each other's situation very well.

Luo Ting's "Twelve Demons of Blood Prison", they have also seen it, although Luo Ting did not use all his strength when he participated in the discussion with them, but they also have a proper understanding of the power of the Twelve Demons of Blood Prison.

Now, seeing that the Demon King made a move, he cracked Luo Ting's "Twelve Evils of Blood Prison" at his fingertips, and all the Luo family martial artists naturally couldn't accept it.

"How is it possible?"

The martial artists of the Bloody Luo family all widened their eyes, and their pupils were filled with huge tremors.

And the one who also felt trembling, as well as Luo Ting, knew about his martial arts skills.

However, at this time, there is no time for him to think about it.

After damaging the twelve blood-colored figures, all the silver phantoms instantly merged into one, and the figure of the demon king was already flashing out from his head, facing the blood-colored energy released by Luo Ting, and punched out

"Boom"

In a flash, the two vigorous energies collided violently, and the vitality caused by the collision shot outward.

At this moment, almost everyone saw that a figure appeared beside Luo Ting.

"This is what happened to me"

A cold dynamic sounded clearly in the arena.

"Not good"

The young man of the Bloody Luo family, who had changed his face, had a great change in complexion.

"Be careful"

An exclamation came from the direction of the Bloody Luo family, but it was too late.

"Boom"

The fist wrapped in silver flames slammed Luo Ting's chest, and the brilliant silver flames instantly destroyed Luo Ting's protective energy, and the fierce energy directly affected Luo Ting's body.

Luo Ting only felt as if he was being bombarded by a mountain peak, and his internal organs trembled violently, and he screamed at the time, and the whole person was bombarded by the huge force of the punch and flew out upside down, hitting the light mask on the edge of the arena fiercely, making the light mask of Anjing tremble violently a few times.

At this moment, all the stands in the square were quiet, and all eyes were focused on the slightly weakened figure in the green shirt in the arena.

"The Demon King is so strong, he actually defeated the opponent so quickly"

In the square, many women covered their mouths and looked at the demon king. Gaze, there is trembling, and there is obsession.

And those warriors who were so frightened that they stood up were even more wide-eyed, frozen there, their bodies trembling slightly, and their faces trembled.

In this competition, talents are assembled, and in this arena, anything can happen.

However, no one thought that Luo Ting would be defeated so quickly, but he was defeated with one move, and he was defeated so badly, you know, he is a powerhouse in the ancient realm.

"To fight me, you have to pay value."

The demon king stepped forward step by step, stepped on Luo Ting's chest, and fixed Luo Ting on the ground, unable to move.

"You have the ability, you, you kill me"

Luo Ting lay on the ground and said with difficulty.

By this time, he was seriously injured, and streams of blood were constantly moving from his wounds.

When suggesting a battle, Luo Ting never thought that he would lose so badly.

His face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he only felt that all the stands were close to him.

At this time, he felt that these eyes were like white, constantly piercing his body and soul, making him ashamed and indignant.

When it comes to war, it is full of decisions and majestic on all sides, but it is like a puddle of mud in an instant, and it is trampled under the feet of the opponent, which is difficult for anyone to accept.

"Spread Him"

An angry dynamic came from the stands of the Bloody Luo family, and then all the warriors of the Bloody Luo family stood up and shouted angrily, "The Demon King is, spread him"

The Demon King looked back and saw the group of blood-clothed youths looking at him with an angry face.

The Demon King sneered and said, "I said that I will pay for the battle. He already dared to fight me, to fight Nishikawa Tex, and he should be ready to pay value. If you are not convinced, you can come to the battle."

Among the young people of the Luo family present, there are also people who are stronger than Luo Ting, but if they want to defeat Luo Ting as briefly as the Demon King, no one can do it.

In this case, who dares to continue to fight in the arena is self-inflicted.

"In this battle, our bloody Luo family admits defeat. According to the rules of the Ice and Snow Sect for this competition, you should release them. "At the location of the blood-clothed Luo family, a blood-clothed young man set sail and gradually spoke.

"Hmm"

The Demon King looked at the blood-clothed young man, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

It was clear that it was a very unfamiliar face, but it made him feel like he had seen it somewhere.

Seeing that the demon king was exposed, although this blood-clothed young man had no waves, his heart was a little touched. Now, the two ends are dozens of feet apart, and he has changed his face, but the demon king still feels something, and this intuition is too terrifying.

Thinking like this, the blood-clothed young man looked back at the three Ice and Snow Sect elders on the main platform, bowed, and said, "In this battle, our blood-clothed Luo family admits defeat. ”

On the main stage, Elder Nuoyan dispersed the prohibition of the competition venue, looked at the Demon King, and said quietly, "The Demon King is, I know, you have a personal vendetta at both ends. However, this competition is a martial arts competition, which will add to the fun of the ceremony, and it will stop at the same time. The Bloody Luo family has now admitted defeat, I hope that you will let Luo Ting go for the sake of our Ice and Snow Sect's face. ”

After all, the Ice and Snow Sect is the host, and if the disciples' canons cause death, the prestige of the Ice and Snow Sect will have some impact after all.

"Elder Noyan, please be assured, I won't kill him." The Demon King said in disregard.