Don't say it's him, this kind of unbelievable thing happened to any Demon King rank powerhouse, it was enough for him to doubt his life for a while.

After Qi Tianyang judged that Mengyi Feishuang won, she was helped off the stage of life and death. After taking the pill that temporarily improves her cultivation, I'm afraid that within a period of time, at least three months, she won't want to use magic again, the sequelae of the pill are not ordinary.

The clouds are scattered and the sun is shining.

The stage of life and death was crowded, and the needle drop could be heard.

Especially those monks who had bad intentions, when they saw the pale pink scarf hanging on Meng Yifeishuang's neck again, a cool breeze came straight from the back of their necks, that was a super killer! That is the master who can even burn the grass on the grass in the late stage of the sixth-order great demon master to cripples! If you don't open your eyes again, if you are worried about Meng Yifeishuang, it will be strange if you give him such a sudden and not become a roasted whole sheep!

They didn't know that someone had secretly helped Meng Yifeishuang, thinking that she had gotten out of trouble by herself. Yes, is the Flying Phoenix Sect a wasted name? Is the disciple of the second-order demon king really so vulnerable?

When she was about to get off the stage, Meng Yi Feishuang involuntarily glanced in the direction of the stand where Mu Zifeng was, and saw Mu Zifeng sitting precariously, not squinting, looking like an old god was there and indifferent, and the suspicious light in her eyes flashed.

Mu Zifeng's eyes closed slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he bent out a good-looking arc, the Demon King Qi Tianyang, it's just that!

The clash of spiritual power made him even more convinced that if Qi Tianyang didn't use the powerful magic treasure, he would have 100% confidence to kill it within a hundred moves.

The reason why he chose to save Meng Yifeishuang was that he saw that she was a girl, and a passion for protecting the weak was stirring in his heart, not to mention, this girl was going to be insulted to death, which was unacceptable to him; Therefore, she begged for words, which coincided with Mu Zifeng's thoughts.

"Let's play the forty-eighth game, from No. 48 to No. 72!" After a few more unexciting games, on the stage, the host finally called Mu Zifeng's number.

"Boss, come on!"

"Brother Zifeng, come on, sister is optimistic about you!"

"Brother Zifeng, come on!"

All friends cheered for Mu Zifeng. He got up, nodded to his friends, and walked towards the gladiatorial platform.

As soon as he walked to the stage, he was stunned, only to see that on the gladiatorial platform, a two-meter-tall man had already sat on a chair in the corner of the platform, and the essence of the four-colored magic pupils flickered, and he couldn't wait to eat him in one bite.

Mu Zifeng faintly had a little impression, this kid seems to be a member of the Huangli faction?!

He frowned slightly, "What about the people from the Demon Sect?" He remembered that when he drew lots in the morning, he clearly remembered that No. 72 should be a disciple of the Demon Sect, how could he change it to a person from the Huang Li Sect?

"I didn't expect it, surnamed Mu, let me kill you on behalf of our Dili faction today!"

Mu Zifeng looked down the stage, only to see the leader of the Demon Sect spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and made a helpless gesture.

"Mu Zifeng, I didn't expect our Huang Li faction to change the number, this time the immortals will not be able to save you!hahaha!"

"Hmph!" Mu Zifeng snorted coldly, after all, he was a young man, his anger was like gasoline in the world, and the land was ignited all of a sudden!

"The surname is Mu, do you dare to fight me on the stage of life and death!" The man looked at Mu Zifeng playfully.

"This son's undead and nameless people, report your name!" Mu Zifeng gritted his teeth and spoke, and a wave of anger had already reached his head.

"Yo, what a second-order mage is crazy!" the man chuckled.

What Mu Zifeng exuded at the moment was the coercion of the early stage of the second-order demon, so it made other monks think that he was the cultivation of the second-order demon. It's not that he deliberately concealed it, but the result of the transformation of the magic liquid and the immortal liquid since he cultivated the Immortal Sutra. But can the external performance be the same as the actual combat effectiveness?

"Remember, grandpa, my name is Chu Tianxing, and I am nicknamed the Death Scythe, and I am an elder of the Huang Li Sect!" With the words, Chu Tianxing's momentum rose sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it rose to the height of the late stage of the fourth-order demon.

In the eyes of all the onlookers, under the premise that there is a difference between the late stage of the fourth-order demon master and the early stage of the second-order demon master, it is tantamount to killing chickens with a knife, which is indeed a bit overkill.

"The surname is Mou, don't dare to go to the life and death ring, you are a bad seed!" Chu Tianxing jumped and flew to a nearby life and death ring, and hooked his finger contemptuously at Mu Zifeng.

"On life and death!"

"Otherwise, it's a bad seed!"

"On life and death!"

"Don't be a Terran seed!" ......

Watching the excitement, they are not afraid of big things, and they have begun to make noise.

"As you wish!"

Mu Zifeng slowly walked down from the gladiatorial arena without any scientific and technological content, and then walked slowly onto the stage of life and death.

"Shh

There was a boo from the audience.

"The head of this city lord of Mosa City must be rusty, where did he find such foreign help, isn't it a shame?"

"yes, maybe you came in through the back door, second-order magician, cut, it's really not enough to see!"

"But this kid is really daring, dare to go to the ring of life and death, not everyone dares to go up, and he can be regarded as the best in the human race. ”

No matter where it is, there will always be such a group of people, who are not afraid of big things, but also afraid that the fire will not be big, and they will jump around to set fires and raise seedlings.

"Hehehe," looking at Mu Zifeng's few steps, Cen Qin couldn't control himself anymore, and laughed wildly.

"Hey, hey, hey," Lei Leopard also rubbed his eyes, tears already laughing out of his eyes.

Cen Long didn't speak, just glanced at Mu Zifeng lazily, and then moved his eyes away.

"Hehehe," Rui Sisi also laughed, others don't know, she knows very well, in the Fire Demon Sect, Mu Zifeng is not afraid of the ninth-order Great Demon Master Mo Ling Tian, this Chu Tian in front of her, compared to Mo Ling Tian, is not even enough to lift shoes for people, so she is not worried about Mu Zifeng at all, Mu Zifeng is like this, he must have his own plans, otherwise, pinch the clown-like figure in front of him in minutes.

"Do these people in the City Lord's Mansion of Mosa City have a heart, seeing that their companions are about to go to the execution ground and be killed, they are still in the mood to laugh!"

"It's just that it's really unbearable to have this pig-like teammate on the stall......"

Mu Zifeng walked towards the ring of life and death, thinking about countermeasures, and when he stepped onto the stage, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and those who were familiar with him knew that this was the rhythm of his Yin again.

"Huh", Mu Zifeng just stepped onto the stage of life and death on his front foot, and the protective formation on his back foot was opened, as if he was afraid that he would regret it and quit.

The corners of Mu Zifeng's eyes twitched, and he made a painful expression.

"Terran boy, tell you, your female companion, this son is going to be decided!" the unicorn came out of nowhere, and said proudly.

"Hmph!" Mu Zifeng snorted coldly, "Believe it or not, Young Master Ben can make you kneel down and be my servant in minutes!"

"Cut, you can brag, when you are harvested by Chu Tianxing's death scythe, you will stop!" Qilin pursed his lips.

Mu Zifeng looked the defensive formation up and down. This kind of simple formation, he can also arrange, and it is guaranteed to be even better than this one, as for wanting to break it, of course, it is just a gesture.

"What, regret it? Tell you, it's late!" Chu Tianxing walked up to Mu Zifeng with his chin held high, and looked at him condescendingly and proudly.

Mu Zifeng is 1.84 meters tall and thin. And Chu Tianxing is two meters tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, and the two of them are fighting together, so Chu Tianxing can put Mu Zifeng down.

"Little thing, go against the Huang Li faction, let Grandpa Chu's death sickle harvest your little life today!" As he spoke, Chu Tianxing raised his dustpan-sized palm and slapped it on the top of Mu Zifeng's head.

"Whew-"

The palm of the hand carried a strong wind, which shook the air around it and whistled as if it was about to shatter.

The palm force slapped down, and even the ground of the life and death platform shook three times, but Mu Zifeng was nowhere to be found.

As the so-called authorities are fascinated, bystanders are clear, and everyone outside the stands formation, including Huang Li Fanku and Qilin, as well as Qi Tianyang, all saw that Mu Zifeng narrowly avoided Chu Tianxing's palm.

"Alas, it's a pity!" Huang Lifan Ku suddenly beat his chest, with a look of regret, if it was a little bit off, that Mu Zifeng would be reimbursed. Looks like he's not doing that well. "Hit him in the feet!" he cried out.

Chu Tianxing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what Huang Li Fanku meant, this kid seems to know a little light skills, as long as his feet are crippled, it's not how to pinch it!

Therefore, he changed his moves, and his moves could not leave Mu Zifeng's feet.

"You're such a scoundrel!" Mu Zifeng shouted as he retreated, in an extremely embarrassed state.

The fight showed a one-sided trend, Chu Tianxing was attacking, and Mu Zifeng was defending, or escaping.

The two of them have been fighting for more than 50 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat, three of them, seeing that it was almost a little bit, Chu Tianxing's fist hit Mu Zifeng, if he hit, Mu Zifeng would definitely die.

But just a few millimeters, Mu Zifeng miraculously dodged.

"Hit, beat him!"

The audience also supported Chutian one-sidedly.

"Hurry up, come on, it's fast, just a little harder!" The shouts came and went, as if Mu Zifeng was the rat crossing the street.

Only Lei Bao and the others sat in the stands, not in a hurry at all, chatting leisurely.

Suddenly, Chu Tianxing, who was annoyed and angry, took out a magic knife from the storage bag.