All this is tedious to say, but it can happen in less than ten breaths.

"How can the two strong men with the combat power of the demon kings fight like this?"

The disciples and elders watching in the stands were also drunk, "What kind of battle is this the battle of the Demon King Rank, this is clearly a child's fight and scratching, okay?!"

Hua Ziruo was worthy of being the pinnacle of the fourth-order demon king, and was thrown out twenty meters away by Mu Zifeng, but she turned over and landed on the ground steadily, like a sticky strip, and flew towards Mu Zifeng again, and her legs were clamped towards Mu Zifeng's neck in a scissor shape.

But this time Mu Zifeng didn't give her a chance anymore, he disappeared without a trace, it was he who unfolded the wind stepping step, and moved away in an instant, and at the same time, a dark green light and shadow flew towards Hua Ziruo, and it was he who performed the top martial art - light slash.

"Giggles, little thing, it's pretty slippery!" A blow missed, and Hua Ziruo immediately retreated, dodging the deadly blade.

"If there are any other means, let's show them!" Mu Zifeng touched his nose, it was really the smell of Hua Ziruo's body that made him sick.

Women are sensitive, and Hua Ziruo is no exception.

Looking at Mu Zifeng's expression, she knew that Mu Zifeng was disgusted with her body odor, it was her unspeakable secret, everyone who knew about it had already reported to the other world, even the disciples who had had fun with her. Except for this nasty kid in front of him. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in her six-colored magic pupils.

"Stinky boy, go die!"

She slapped at Mu Zifeng, and the slender palm suddenly swelled, and it became twenty zhang in size, pitch black, and faintly emitted a foul smell.

Mu Zifeng also suddenly understood that the smell on Hua Ziruo's body must be the sequelae left by cultivating some kind of secret method. This palm is very extraordinary at first glance, even if the third-order demon king is hit, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

"Break it for me!"

Mu Zifeng waved his hand and slashed out a sword. Since advancing to the peak of the sixth-order Great Immortal Master, only a few hours have passed, and he has not had time to test how powerful the light slash is, and when the fatal flight out, the ground has become thirty zhang in size, glowing with a black-green light, and that light is restrained, and it looks even more unpretentious.

"Back to basics?"

Jia Xiaoyi, who was watching the battle in the stands, twitched a few times in the corners of his eyes, and the shock in his heart was also incomparable, "This kid's swordsmanship has reached the point of returning to the basics?"

The cultivation of swordsmanship is divided into six levels: Entry, Sword Intent, Xiaocheng, Dacheng, Huipu and Dao, and each level is divided into three sub-levels: beginner, intermediate and high.

Although the swordsmanship that Mu Zifeng is showing now is still a little far from returning to the basics, half a foot has already entered the threshold of this level.

Even Mu Zifeng himself didn't know that there was so much attention to swordsmanship, he would only slash with one move, and never considered what he could reach, in his opinion, as long as he could cut the opponent under the horse, it was the best swordsmanship.

As soon as this move comes out, the disciples with low cultivation don't think it's any better, isn't it just an ordinary sword style, and I can't see how powerful it is, but the dozen or so spiritual powers that can be watched in the battle are all the same, how many backhands does this kid have.

"Boom!"

The Palm Shadow and Sword Shadow held out in mid-air for more than three breaths. Hua Ziruo's palm shadow began to collapse, first one finger, then five fingers, and then the entire palm, which immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

And the shadow of the sword was also broken inch by inch, but a ray of light flew out and slashed at Hua Ziruo.

"Ahh

Hua Ziruo screamed and quickly retreated, but the sword light still swept past her cheeks, leaving a three-inch-long opening, and the muscles rolled over like a baby's small mouth.

"How dare you disfigure the old lady!" Hua Ziruo was completely crazy, she quickly took out a pill, crushed it with her hand, and applied it to the wound, the six-colored demon pupils couldn't wait to stare out of her eyes, "Good boy, the old lady won't break your body into ten thousand pieces, and swear not to be a human being!"

She suddenly lit up all the prohibitions in the red clothes on her body, and the whole person looked like a bloody person, and her palm also became steeply larger, and she slapped it viciously at Mu Zifeng.

"Then it depends on whether you have that ability!" Mu Zifeng smiled teasingly, and his life became steeply larger, slashing at the palm shadow.

The two of you have been fighting for thousands of rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

While fighting, Mu Zifeng was familiar with his own combat power, and the cooperation between his body and immortal power was more coordinated, and the changes in the twenty-one moves of the light slash were becoming more and more mature, and each move was wonderful to the peak, he suddenly remembered the words of the demon Venerable Suomi in the spirit card space, this light slash cultivated to the end, swinging the sword to smash a planet, I'm afraid it is not a beautiful legend.

And his combat experience is also improving unconsciously, between one move and one style, there is a faint grandmaster style, every move is a flaw in Hua Ziruo, and his eyes are also more accurate, always able to find the slightest flaw from the changes.

Therefore, he carefully tasted this change while fighting, and firmly imprinted every shot in his mind. After all, the opponent is a figure who has stepped into the fifth-order Great Demon King with half a foot, and this kind of experience is rare but not sought, so he can't afford not to attach great importance to it.

Compared with Mu Zifeng's relaxation, Hua Ziruo was more and more surprised the more she was in her heart. At first, she was able to take advantage of a move and a half by virtue of her deep magic power, but as time went on, this advantage became less and less until it disappeared completely.

The kid looked like he was covered in flaws, but when he made a move, those flaws turned into perfect defenses. And his magic power is constantly being consumed, but the kid is like no one, frowning from time to time, thinking about how to defend and how to attack.

Is he always growing? Is he using himself as a test stone?

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, it immediately lingered.

"I'll it, my aunt and grandmother have become this kid's whetstone!" This discovery made her even more crazy.

"Grandma doesn't believe it!"

She suddenly withdrew all her defenses, but went crazy, and threw three palms at Mu Zifeng in a row, each palm, the magic power was 100% paid, leaving no room for half a point, completely out of order, looking desperate.

Watching the three palm shadows continue to enlarge in his pupils, the corners of Mu Zifeng's mouth turned up to a good-looking arc.

"Can't help but fight hard?"

He slashed out five swords, three of which met the three palms, and the remaining two swords were slashed at Hua Ziruo's legs.

"Puff puff!"

First, the three palm shadows were killed and slashed, and then the two swords fell on Hua Ziruo's legs, and the inferior defensive magic treasure on the legs, the red tight-fitting suit, was like a broken paper bag, and immediately split out two one-foot-long gaps, and Hua Ziruo's snow-white thighs loomed.

"What?" That's the protective clothing that only the core disciples of the Demon Society are equipped with, that's the low-grade magic treasure, that's the symbol that the Demon Society is proud of, why can't even a sword stop it?

Not only the disciples in the stands, but even Feng Jian and Qiu Dajiang, who were sitting at the front of the Demon Society wearing protective clothing, also had a wry smile on their faces.

Previously, Mu Zifeng fought against Mo Lun, and did not smash the protective suit, but directly crushed Mo Lun's neck, they didn't feel anything, but now, this infinitely attractive and proud protective suit, in front of Mu Zifeng, is like nothing, how can they not be frightened!

"Since you want to see it, the old lady will simply let you see enough!" Hua Ziruo also launched a ruthless attack, she took off the protective clothing in three strokes, revealing the tight-fitting dress inside.

I saw that she was wearing a black bra on her upper body, and the career line on her chest was grooved and concave, which set off the majesty of the mountain peak, and she wore a pair of black shorts underneath, which made her small body appear white and flowery, which was very eye-catching.

This dress is like a domineering martial artist in a secular arcade game, and with his soft body martial arts, if you are not careful, there is a danger of the Tao.

Many male disciples in the stands "purr, grunt" slid their Adam's apple up and down, and kept swallowing saliva, it was really this woman's body that was too tempting!

"Stinky woman, take off your clothes in public, and you don't feel ashamed, it's not a good thing at first glance!" Rui Sisi pursed her lips and said disdainfully.

"It's still the boss, he can force that woman to take off her clothes in public, you have to learn this trick!" Lei Leopard muttered, secretly happy in his heart. But when I turned my head, I saw Rui Sisi's knife-like gaze and Meng Yifeishuang's cold pretty face.

"Am I not going to be able to play?" he stuck out his tongue.

"Hmph, stinky boy, the old lady originally planned to leave you a whole corpse, but the old lady has changed her mind now!" suddenly appeared in her hand a peachwood sword, more than three feet long, brown-red, simple, elegant, without a little light.

"Hehe, if you can force the old lady to use this trick, even if you die, you can be blinded!" Hua Ziruo laughed.

"Is this going to be a hole card?"

"yes, it looks like I'm going to make a big move!"

"I don't know if this kid can have good luck this time!"

"Let's hope he doesn't have good luck, and don't forget, we've made so many bets!"

"Look at me, why did you forget this stubble! Come on, Senior Sister Hua!"

"Senior Sister Hua is mighty!"

"Senior Sister Hua will win!"

The stands began to boil again, but all the disciples who had made a bet were hoping that Hua Ziruo would definitely win this time.

Hua Ziruo ignored the disciples in the stands, she pinched the magic trick, and the three-foot-long peachwood sword pointed sharply into the air!

Suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, pitch-black clouds tumbling towards the square, and more bucket-thick lightning loomed in the clouds.

The weather in the depths of winter, the season when it should be snowing, but it attracted lightning and thunder?

That alone is shocking enough!

"Mu Zifeng, lead to death!" Hua Ziruo's voice passed through the void and reverberated over the entire square.