The reason why Banjira is feared by his peers, and even the lazy little king Gao Ling bluntly says that he can be defeated, but it is difficult to kill, is because of his strong recovery ability.

As long as he wasn't shattered, Bangira could quickly recover his body with the help of the power of his bloodline, and a missing arm and leg was not a catastrophic injury for him.

"Damn ants, did you escape!"

Banjira angrily forgot to glance at Ji Xuan, who had escaped from his sight again, and as soon as he raised his hand, the huge hole below was revealed, and he could see that hundreds of thousands of living beings inhaled again and again.

Dozens of slaps almost knocked the entire gladiatorial arena into ruins, and there was no flat place to settle in a thousand feet.

With the help of light movements, he repeatedly dodged deadly bombardments, but the monks present could almost certainly see that he had limited lethality to Banjira.

If he continues to fight like this, even if he gives Ji Xuan ten or twenty more chances, it will be difficult to form a fatal blow.

"It's a pity! This is not the sea, otherwise, Ji Xuan has at least three ways to play this big guy. ”

Emperor Yunxiao sighed regretfully, Ji Xuan's cultivation is not weak, but it is a pity that the Xuanwu bloodline is destined that he can only burst several times his combat power in the vast ocean or in a place where the aura of the water system is abundant.

This is a floating land, and Ji Xuan's killer magic magic methods can't be used at all.

"Qingtian Master Ancestor, let Ji Xuan withdraw, that guy in Banjila will not be able to kill for a while. ”

Hearing this, the Qingtian Supreme clapped his hands, and the divine thought transmitted the sound to Ji Xuan in the void, and after a few breaths, the True Xuan Emperor, who was sweating profusely and constantly panting, decisively broke away from the gladiatorial arena.

"Bastard, how dare you escape! True Xuan Emperor, there is a kind of three hundred rounds of fighting again!"

Seeing Ji Xuan's rapid departure, there was only a figure the size of a grain of rice left in his sight in the blink of an eye, and Banjira, who had been teased more than a dozen times, jumped to his feet, but he had been trying his best to kill Ji Xuan.

Now that the man has run away, even if he has monstrous powers, he can only roar twice.

"Let me play, this beast has some ability, but this son is confident that he will deal a heavy blow to him. ”

The Great God of the Chonglou Demon Palace, the Thirteenth Demon Son, was unwilling to be lonely, and when Ji Xuan withdrew, he strode out, ignoring the eager expressions of several other extreme Tianjiao.

"Thirteen, this guy, pretending to be quite similar, is obviously itchy for a long time. ”

Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu wiped the Ziyang Tiangang Knife, of course he also wanted to play, but the lack of Demon Thirteen took the lead.

Whew!

Di Yunxiao clasped his hands around and looked at Ji Xuan, who was gasping for breath and his forehead was oozing fine sweat, and his face was surprised.

From just now to now, Ji Xuan's gang has been wheezing, his face is pale, and he seems to be seriously overdrawn in the battle just now, and he has not eased his breath until now.

"Ji Xuan, what's going on? Fang Cai, injured?"

Di Yunxiao stepped forward quickly, put one hand on the meridian of the other party's right hand, and then his eyes flashed.

In the eyes of the mana consumption in Ji Xuan's body, at least ninety percent has gone, which is inevitably a little weird.

Even though the True Xuan Emperor is not as terrifying as his Emperor Yunxiao, he is a generation of emperors after all, and his mana accumulation is not inferior to that of ordinary Dao monarch peak powerhouses.

In a big war at this level, it won't be dragged to this point.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, I dug a big hole for that evil beast, and if Demon Thirteen can grasp it, it may not be impossible to take this opportunity to get rid of this scourge. ”

What the?

Many true disciples of the Holy Court and Qingxia gathered nearby, their ears were always pricked up, and as soon as they heard what Ji Xuan had said, someone immediately came over and asked in a low voice.

In particular, several core true disciples of the Chonglou Demon Palace, for fear that their senior brother would suffer a loss, hurriedly asked for advice.

···

In the center of the gladiatorial arena, on the site that was originally a ruin, a pitch-black figure shuttled back and forth, attacking from an inconspicuous corner from time to time.

Demon Thirteen is the same as Ji Xuan, and he is also good at making knives, and he is also a lancet.

However, compared to Ji Xuan's short knife as thin as a cicada's wings, Demon Thirteen's knife was an arm-long black willow leaf scimitar.

This is the innate spirit treasure given by the strongest ancestor of the Chonglou Demon Palace, the lethality is incomparable, and with the secret technique of his demon path, even if it is stronger than him, even if it is stronger than him, the scalp will be numb.

In just half an hour, Demon Thirteen and Banjira fought thousands of times, and the momentum of the two was not earth-shattering, but for example, Ji Xuan can be said to be eye-catching.

"I'm finally starting to get impatient, come on, burst out your strongest blow!"

Demon Thirteen murmured in his heart, under the impact he launched continuously, Rao is beast Banjila had a thick skin, but the qi and blood in his body were also consumed a lot.

Although hundreds of wounds have recovered, he is not a supreme giant after all, and the terrifying recovery ability still consumes qi and blood, and under the repeated battles, the recovery speed is already three points slower than the beginning.

"Bah! The king of the Demon Dao, you have a kind of head-on confrontation with your grandfather, every time you sneak attack like a little mouse, could it be that the Holy Court is a soft egg like you?"

Bangira was furious, her thick nostrils spewing hot air, and her golden eyes glanced around, but she couldn't find any trace of the Demon Thirteen.

"As you wish!"

An ethereal sound came from the ground, and Demon Thirteen shattered a stone slab on the ground, trampling the ground violently in a twisted and wild run, and his whistling body went straight to the opposite door.

"Lion strangulation!"

Demon Thirteen retracted his legs and flew on his knees, gliding out in a crossed manner with a scimitar in both hands, and a hideous black lion king phantom appeared behind him.

The crossed black blades tore through the void, forcefully slicing through the opponent's scale armor, embedding it in Bangira's flesh and blood, and dark green blood gushed out, splashing the opponent's body.

The wild beast Bangira, who was supposed to roar because of the severe pain, was now smiling cruelly, looking at the Demon Thirteen as if he was staring at the prey that had entered his trap.

The sharp claw tips slammed towards the Demon Thirteen, and the rushing qi almost overturned everything.

Demon Thirteen was about to retreat, but when he tried to pull the scimitar out of the opponent's flesh and scale armor, he suddenly noticed that his blade seemed to be firmly sucked and could not move.

Worst!

Was this big guy calculated, and deliberately let Ben Gongzi cut his body so that he could restrain me?

"Ji Xuan!"

At the last moment, the Demon Thirteen Divine Thoughts transmitted, and Ji Xuan's eyes, who were far away outside the gladiatorial arena, trembled, and the ancient runes in his pupils flickered, and then quietly dimmed.

Beneath the shattered dueling arena, an endless cold current surged upwards like a waterfall flowing backwards.

Where the azure light shme, a biting chill sealed the beast's body in Banjira's flesh, and large chunks of ice crystals froze his fluttering claws.

A great opportunity!

"In my name, sacrifice the blood of the immortal gods, dye the demon Dao Qingtian!

(End of chapter)