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The huge martial arts arena blocked everyone's sight, and even the human mind and the divine thoughts of the God Emperor could not penetrate the power of the supernatural powers.

The terrifying supernatural powers made many older characters frown.

Hua Yu is really worthy of being the young master of the Yaksha clan, and with this night magic power alone, he can hunt countless people.

Although people couldn't see everything that was happening on stage, they were still nervously watching the martial arts arena.

Qinglin and Huayu are the focus of people's attention and are the favorites to win the championship.

Qinglin on the martial arts arena was also affected by the magic power of the night, his eyesight and divine thoughts were almost useless, he could only perceive everything within a radius of ten zhang space, and it was also very vague, and he did not really perceive everything.

When this was the case, Qinglin couldn't help frowning.

The dark night supernatural power is the great supernatural power of the Yaksha clan, which is equivalent to making the opponent blind, and he can do whatever he wants.

This young master of the Yaksha clan really has his arrogant capital.

"Hua will soon break into the realm of the Hell God Emperor, you are just a Mortal Spirit God Emperor, and you dare to compete with Hua?"

"The pearl of rice grains, how can it compete with the bright moon? As soon as this young master's dark night magic power comes out, anyone will be given the head!"

Huayu's voice sounded from time to time.

And Qinglin found that this voice was very erratic, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, which was difficult to capture.

Qinglin has a wealth of combat experience, and his intuition tells him that this is Huayu constantly shifting and transposing, confusing himself, in order to get a chance to make a move.

Qinglin frowned slightly, looking for a way to crack the magic power of the night.

"Sneer......"

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking the sky came from the right rear of Qinglin.

Qinglin's mind moved, and he found that it was a big black hand, hanging with a black wind, flashing with black light, grabbing the back of his head.

The magic power of the night can affect people's divine thoughts.

When Qing Lin discovered the big black hand with his divine thoughts, it was already too late.

In a hurry, he didn't dare to be careless, and subconsciously turned his head to the left to avoid this sharp blow.

Qinglin's reaction was not unfast. But even so, the black claws were almost close to his ear, leaving a bloody mark at the base of his ear, a burning pain.

Qing Lin quickly moved his body sideways to prevent the opponent's follow-up attack.

In the depths of the darkness, Hua Yu was able to dodge this blow without missing Qinglin, and while feeling slightly surprised, he quickly changed his moves, and his claws glowing with black light disappeared into the void, but he suddenly appeared again, and continued to grasp towards Qinglin's heart.

The Yaksha clan is good at hand-to-hand combat, and one of its two hands and claws is comparable to the heavy weapon of the god emperor made of colorful fairy gold, which is very powerful.

At this moment, Hua Yu's claws shattered the void into five white chaos.

Qinglin's eyes were keen, and he caught the trajectory of Hua Yu's claws for the first time, and his body moved out horizontally again.

But he was still slow, Hua Yu's other hand, which appeared for no reason, fell on his chest, and on his chest, five terrifying blood holes were immediately left, and the blood flowed for a long time.

A killing force entered Qinglin's body, and was quickly expelled by him with the Great Emperor Lu.

Qinglin's face changed slightly, with a cautious expression on his face.

The magic power of the night made him very constrained, and he couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while.

In desperation, Qinglin had to retreat one after another to guard against Huayu's attack.

But no matter how tight the defense is, there are times when it is breached.

Huayu's attacks, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave.

One of his two claws, completely like the claws of a wild beast, the nails are slender and sharp, glowing with a terrifying cold light.

One of his hands is as black as ink, and it looks like a ghost hand, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

It was a pair of skinny hands, black and swarthy, very scary.

But those hands were full of strength, comparable to divine soldiers, and they caused great pressure on Qinglin.

In the blink of an eye, blood burst out from Qinglin's body from time to time.

In this brief moment, he was wounded in many places.

Above the wound, there was the unique source power of the Yaksha clan, and in a hurry, it could not be quickly expelled to prevent the wound from healing.

Qinglin's face changed continuously, this can be said to be the most severe battle he has faced since participating in the big competition.

In the first round of the big competition, even if Qinglin was injured, he just took the initiative to show weakness, in order to create a false impression of serious injuries to others.

But right now, Qinglin couldn't detect Hua Yu's whereabouts, so he couldn't dodge his attack.

Injuries again and again, although they were all external injuries, could not heal for a while, so that Qinglin's actions were unconsciously affected.

Despite this, Qinglin did not panic at all.

He has always known that the more urgent the moment, the more he needs to remain calm. Only in this way will it be possible to defeat the enemy.

The war continued, and Huayu's attack became more and more fierce.

Fortunately, Qinglin was injured again and again, and finally noticed some rules of Hua Yu's shots, and there were many times when he avoided them without danger.

"Rats, this young man wants you to die!!"

Hua Yu also noticed this, and repeated attacks to no avail, which had already made him angry.

At this moment, he was dressed in a black cloak and drummed, and his whole person was completely like a black night owl, from top to bottom, swooping down on Qinglin.

The black claws shot out black energy storms one after another, instantly enveloping the space where Qinglin was located.

Immediately afterwards, the pair of black hands and claws instantly magnified, and the black light was magnificent, like two black mountains, and they shook down heavily towards the green forest.

This was Hua Yu's strongest blow, and he was about to end the fight early.

At the critical moment, the muscles on Qinglin's eyebrows trembled violently, and he instinctively sensed the danger.

It's not what the eye sees, it's not the mind that perceives, it's completely instinctive.

This is a kind of divine power that will appear after the monk is strong to a certain level, which varies from person to person, some people are accurate, and some people are not.

At this moment, Qing Lin didn't think about it, his palms rotated from both sides of his body, and he didn't hesitate to support the Divine Domain space.

Under the circumstance that he could not detect the whereabouts of his opponent, Qinglin could only hold up the Divine Domain Space to block this blow that appeared out of nowhere.

In an instant, Qinglin's surroundings were shrouded in the space of the Divine Domain, and he was completely cut off from everything on the martial arts arena.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, a violent tremor came, and it was Hua Yu's big black hands, skinny, for some reason, he broke through the barrier of the divine space and appeared on top of Qinglin's head.

"How is this possible!"

Qing Lin exclaimed unexpectedly, and something even more unexpected happened to him.

Behind the big black hands, he actually saw Hua Yu, who was wearing a black cloak and squinting, and also appeared in the space of the God Domain.