He looked a little disdainful, and his words were full of sarcasm, "It's time like this, why should the junior brother be humble?" However, even if this kid in the underworld has the hole card of the demon corpse, he is definitely not an innocent opponent at this moment. If he had taken out the demon corpse at the beginning of the battle, he might still have a chance to win. ”

The jade ghost real person couldn't help but clench his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Gucheng is a good boy."

The battle in the arena has fallen into a frenzy.

God and the demon corpse fought fiercely. Both of them are seventh-order mad martial artists, and the pupil technique that Shen Wuyu is proficient in is completely useless for the demon corpse that has lost its eyes, and can only be decided by the attack of the physics department.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Every blow is a punch-to-flesh attack.

On the stage, Tiangang's majestic righteousness and monstrous purple gloom qi collided together. One blue and one purple, two pillars of light, evenly matched, very dazzling.

Twenty minutes later, the cyan pillar of light faintly overwhelmed the purple pillar.

The demon corpse has gradually become a little exhausted.

It's not because the demon corpse can't beat Shen Wuyu, but because the controller of the demon corpse, Ye Gucheng, has too much mental power consumption and can't keep up at all, and the demon corpse's movements have slowed down.

"Hahaha! Aren't you going to win? Stinky boy! I'll see how you win! ”

Shen Wufu was overjoyed, and once again started the peerless school of the Qianyuan, Tiangang was upright and righteous, and bombarded the head of the demon corpse head-on.

This time, the demon corpse couldn't avoid it. Half of his head was blown apart by Shen Wuxuan.

As if venting his anger, Shen Wuxuan hit the demon corpse intensively with more than a dozen punches in a row. He was abusing the corpse, and directly in front of Ye Gucheng, he ripped off the hands, feet and head of the demon corpse, and dismantled it into pieces.

Ye Gucheng's face was pale, staring at Shen Wuwu deadly, and his purple eyes were full of hatred.

"Hey, hey, hey! What kind of look is that? It's even more terrifying than a demon corpse~Hahahahaha~"

God looked up to the sky and smiled, "Admit defeat, little rabbit!" As long as you admit defeat, I can spare your life. ”

Ye Gucheng stared at Shen Wufu viciously, extremely emotional, and there was a faint fierce aura surging in his eyes. The blood in his body was boiling, burning, and something faintly woke up.

That demon corpse was a gift from the old lady!

God is innocent of that brute, how dare he?!

"Huh? Still not admitting defeat? Shen Wuyu finally crushed the demon corpse into a puddle of broken bones and flesh, tilted his head slightly, looked at Ye Gucheng, and said, "What? Do you want to be like it? ”

In Ye Gucheng's mind, a string was broken.

"Boom".

In the veins, some latent purple blood cells were activated, rushing, boiling, flowing rapidly in the body, and rushing to the brain.

The wound on Ye Gucheng's leg faintly revealed purple blood.

Suddenly, he didn't feel any pain, he just felt full of strength. He thought he could shred the beast on the other side!

He stood up slowly, and the monstrous purple-black gloom aura enveloped his body.

Terrifyingly powerful bloodline! Ancient and mysterious!

The smile on Shen Wuyu's face stiffened, he was also the owner of the bloodline, the holder of the Purple Star Pupil bloodline. But at this moment, he was suppressed by the bloodline of the little ghost surnamed Ye in front of him, and from his body to his soul, he couldn't help but tremble!