Chapter 39

The place where the wild bull slashed, leaving a clear mark, you must know that the previous dozens of battles have only left some cracks on the surface of the ring, which shows how terrifying Isis's blow just now was.

Shaking his body, Barot stood up again as if he had fallen on his feet.

"He is worthy of being the best young man of the Barbarian Bull Clan, and he can be unscathed in the face of such a fierce blow."

Facing the compliment of the elder of the sheep clan, the elder of the wild bull clan smiled awkwardly.

Just now, the old man was still bragging about how great his protΓ©gΓ©'s strength was.

But this slap in the face came too quickly! If it weren't for Barot's good standing in the ring, the old bull might have learned to bury himself like a burrowing cow.

Barot was unscathed, his face was completely deformed at the moment, and it was only because the stands were too far away that everyone couldn't see his embarrassed appearance.

"I said that you women only slap when they fight, is it so comfortable to slap people in the face?"

Although he was disdainful on his lips, he panicked in his heart, where was this Nima a slap, it was like a siege chariot directly hitting his face.

He originally wanted to use the agitation method to get the other party to stop hitting him in the face, but Isis, whose eyes were red, could manage so much.

At this moment, she didn't want to hear the voice of this rogue cow at all, no matter what he said, Isis's anger would increase a little more, not to mention that there was obviously a discriminatory meaning in what he said.

I saw that the ring of water outside the ring kept emitting white gas as if it had been boiled, and the ring of fire through the earth ring directly pounced on Isis's side.

Looking at the scene in front of him and feeling the coercion on Isis, Barot knew that he had kicked an iron plate, and it was a tempered iron plate.

Before taking the stage, he still thought, "The demon clan is really not as good as the generation, a cute rabbit can't conquer it, a cute rabbit like this should marry her home, let her soft little hand caress her cheeks." ”

But after really being slapped by this cute and charming little rabbit, he didn't dare to think like that anymore.

If you marry such a daughter-in-law, maybe you won't even be able to hold up the cave room and be snapped to death.

And it's not the kind of **** death, but the kind of death where a slap is called on the wall.

With Isis's angry wave of his hand, the ring of fire on the outermost part of the ring was extinguished in an instant.

In the next moment, all the fire-based spiritual power that was originally in the fire ring gathered in the sky above the ring, and these fire-based spiritual powers turned into a huge rabbit hand with Isis's thoughts.

The Flame Rabbit's hand has five fingers like a human's palm, but it is noticeably shorter than a human's.

It's not that the length is short, how can the rabbit hand of tens of meters be short, but it looks a little short in terms of proportion.

With such a huge rabbit hand, it was absolutely impossible for Barot to dodge it, and seeing this situation, he could only turn into a prototype, hoping to resist this perverted blow with his strong provincial body.

The rabbit's right hand slowly raised, but the flame giant hand above the ring was slowly sinking.

The next moment, the huge rabbit hand obscured the oblique sunlight. But the whole ring was even more dazzling, because although the sun had disappeared, the flaming rabbit hand above his head was like a newborn golden crow, illuminating the entire dueling arena red.

"Stop!"

The elder of the Barbarian Bull clan shouted, and several principals also sensed that something was wrong.

Just as Isis tried to teach the scum in front of him a hard lesson, the water in the outer ring of the ring suddenly rose.

I saw all the water rushing up to the sky and facing the huge flame giant hand, and for a moment a thick water vapor spread out above the ring, and after a while, the entire dueling arena was covered with high temperature water vapor.

He was awakened from his sleep by the heat, but his eyes were white, and he couldn't see anything except two figures sitting and one standing next to him.

"Am I dreaming at this point?" It's no wonder he thinks so, it's just that the picture in front of him is too weird.

After about a pillar of incense, the water vapor in the stands slowly dispersed, until finally three figures appeared vaguely in the ring.

The man standing in the middle of the ring seemed to make a wave of his hand, and then a gust of wind arose in the ring, and after the breeze blew away all the fog, the three people in the ring showed their faces.

Standing in the middle of the ring was none other than the demon king who was disguised as a little defeated.

Just now, the Demon Lord sensed the power of Isis's slap, and he was very sure that if he didn't make a move, no one in the field would be able to stop this strange magic.

If that happens, the most potential young man of the Wild Bull Clan will also definitely die, and he knows this young man named Barot, because he often sees the name of this young man in the border war newspaper.

In addition to this, there is another very important reason why the Demon Monarch will make a move, that is, seventeen years ago, there was a middle-aged man from the Barbarian Bull Clan who sacrificed his life to save his life, and the son of the Barbarian Bull man was called Barot.

Therefore, the Demon Monarch will not let this young man die, at least not let him die in the ring of the Ten Thousand Demon Conference, because that will make countless Barbarian Bull Clansmen feel cold, and it will also make this continent turbulent again.

"Grandpa Demon Monarch! How did you end up here? ”

Isis stared at the demon king in the middle of the ring suspiciously, and until now she didn't feel what a terrible thing she had done.

"Are you trying to kill him?!"

This is not a question, but a deterrent question.

"No, no, I just want to teach this rude guy a lesson."

The old demon lord looked at Barot who was trembling on the side again, "You! What was done to her? ”

At this time, Barot still has the arrogance that the entire book was written for me before, as long as he is not the kind of trick that dies as soon as he appears, he is already satisfied.

"No, no, no, I just praised her for her beauty, if anyone married her, she must have saved the beings of the Three Realms in her previous life."

Seeing that Barot looked lewd, Isis waved his little hand again, wanting to slap him again.

The old demon lord let out a "hmm", then glared at Isis, so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her claws, and then snorted heavily at Barot.

"Weichen greets His Majesty the Demon Monarch, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The water vapor washed away the old demon king's makeup, and the officials on the other side of the ring were not blind, they were shocked at first, and this time they naturally had to kneel and salute.

"The grass people meet His Majesty the Demon Monarch, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

For a while, all the demon spirits in the audience knelt down, and even other races who came to watch the battle also paid their respects.

Only Conglu sat still in place and didn't move, not that he didn't want to kneel, but that he had been lying there for too long, and his whole body was numb, and he couldn't move at all.

Although his identity was discovered by everyone, our Demon Monarch was greatly relieved.

The reason why the Demon Monarch was relieved was because Isis's slap was really beyond his imagination.

He thought that as long as he waved his hand, the flames in the sky would be doused by his own water magic, but he didn't expect the blazing fire to be so fierce that it burned all the water into water vapor.

Fortunately, after the fire completely vaporized all the water, he also burned out, otherwise he might have been injured.

The old demon king wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought, "Don't make any more moves, your slap almost cost the old man's half of his life." ”

After a while, a large group of people and horses came from the city, they came to protect the king, although it was in the demon capital city, but no one knew where the assassins of various races were hiding, maybe there were enemy disguised killers among the hundreds of thousands of demon spirits in this ten thousand demon tower.

Since they were all exposed, the Demon Monarch couldn't stay here, after all, his life was related to the safety of the clan, and then he left the Ten Thousand Demon Tower with Inanna.

Before leaving, the old demon monarch glanced in the direction where Cong Lu was, and his face was full of admiration.

"What a saint! It's only been a few days, and she can make that girl so powerful, I'm afraid that in a few days, even Benjun will not be her opponent. ”

As soon as she heard this, the high priest Inanna's face changed with fright.

Seeing that Inanna looked anxious and didn't know how to explain, the old demon monarch soothed: "You don't have to worry too much, the demon clan should have a strong man!" ”

After such a commotion just now, the Ten Thousand Demon Tower is no longer a place where ordinary people can stay, the temperature is at least about sixty degrees, and there is a smell of burning something in the air.

I couldn't stand it from the road, so I took Isis out of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, "It's still comfortable outside air, it's really cool!" ”

In fact, the temperature in the open air has exceeded 40 degrees, and if you translate his sentence, you can say, "The air outside is still more than 40 degrees Celsius, it's really cool!" ”