"——What?

Cheng Xuan's attention was already scattered at this time, partly on the buns, partly on the audience who scolded him, but Long Haotian, who was more than a hundred steps away from him, didn't pay too much attention. After all, in his opinion, Long Haotian has already been injured, how much more can he do?

But he forgot that Long Haotian's Heavenly Shadow Sword hadn't come back yet!

That sword had been hidden under the decisive battle platform by Long Haotian, next to Cheng Xuan's heel, so that he didn't care at all.

At this moment, I saw that the sword flew up violently, like a poisonous snake suddenly opening its big mouth, and the sword blade rushed towards Cheng Xuan's hamstrings.

"Poof!"

How could a flesh and blood body compete with this butcher's knife-like blade? Cheng Xuan's hamstrings were cut off in an instant, and for a moment he could no longer support his body, and his body suddenly fell backwards. And just when he was about to support his body with the power of True Yuan, he saw Long Haotian take a breath of true qi and rush towards Cheng Xuan.

Now he is one hundred and fifty-five meters in one step, and he is close in an instant, and Cheng Xuan has no time to dodge. And at this time, Cheng Xuan was a little bit of a thief. Although he did not suppress the realm when he was in the palm of his hand just now, at this time, in the midst of a painful scolding, he unconsciously pressed the realm back.

So this second time, he completely suffered a loss.

"Ten thousand trees are broken!"

"Bang!"

Cheng Xuan's body suddenly fell like a kite with a broken string and fell to the decisive platform. Due to a serious hamstring injury, he could no longer save himself in the air, and with a "boom", he finally fell under the decisive table.

This time, he was completely defeated.

Cheng Xuan was so angry that his whole body trembled. At this moment, the sharp pain in his hamstring finally brought back some of his blood, and he completely released the realm.

For the martial artists of the Demon Tribulation Realm, the self-repair speed of the physical body is incomparable to ordinary people. Although it is impossible to regenerate the broken arm, it is similar to a broken hamstring and a broken leg bone, as long as it is supplemented with healing pills, it can eventually be healed.

And Cheng Xuan originally had several healing pills on his body, all of which were obtained from the high-grade pills of the Martial God Temple, and the healing effect was remarkable. After a while, I saw that Cheng Xuan's hamstrings were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Cheng Xuan, this time, have you been defeated?" Long Haotian stood proudly on the decisive platform, accepting the applause of 100,000 people in unison.

However, everyone saw that Long Haotian did not carry the Tianyou Sword behind his back, but stuck it on the ground, struggling to support his body with both hands. Today's Long Haotian can't even carry a sword.

The corners of Yan Xiong's and Yan Meng's eyes were a little moist, and all the people of the Yan family were completely proud of him, even if it was Yan Huang, the heart of despair had been temporarily replaced by looking up.

Cheng Xuan's face was pale, and he was silent. Because he understood that if he admitted defeat and Long Haotian forced himself to cut himself? At that time, he and Long Haotian made a bet in front of 100,000 people.

"It seems that the so-called geniuses are also those who dare not dare to be the ones who dare not be," Long Haotian said coldly, "If that's the case, then you can get out! I don't bother to let you fulfill the agreement." A person like you, who has no responsibility, no courage, and no strong will, even if he has good talent, his achievements must be limited. Don't forget, you're in the Devil's Tribulation Realm right now!"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Xuan, Youyue, and Yanxiong, the only three Demon Tribulation Realm powerhouses in the decisive battle, were all shocked in their hearts. Especially Cheng Xuan, as if he had been stabbed by Long Haotian, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The Blue Sky Realm, the Star Refining Realm, the Flame Heaven Realm, and the Demon Tribulation Realm are called the Four Realms of Martial Arts.

Martial artists lay a foundation in the Qingtian Realm, refining the Star Realm to smelt the star seed and summon the Star Phantom Beast, and the Flame Sky Realm Phantom Beast can be further strengthened. When it came to the Demon Tribulation Realm, the power of the phantom beast was fused with the martial soul in the warrior's body, and finally the martial soul of the human race gradually awakened and reborn.

And the reason why this fourth realm is called "Demon Tribulation" is because this awakening and rebirth, when it comes to the root, is the fusion of the power of two martial souls. As long as there is integration, there will inevitably be strong rejection of each other. During this period, martial artists tend to be full of demons and are very easy to get mad.

Although, every time the strength of a small realm is raised, there will be a qualitative leap, but in the same way, the suffering of the demons suffered by each small realm will also increase exponentially. If a warrior does not have a strong heart and concentration, it is very easy to be attacked by the demons. At that time, the regression of cultivation will be light, and in serious cases, it will even lose their lives.

It can be said that the Demon Tribulation Realm is the most important and most difficult step in the transformation of a martial artist from a "human" to a "venerable".

If you can successfully step into the Vajra Realm, then your martial soul will completely break the shackles brought about by the drastic changes in the Great Dao Law, and you will be able to awaken and be reborn. And the warrior will also transform into a venerable. And in addition to strength, the Venerable will have at least twice as long as the martial artist.

The longevity of the martial artists of the Demon Tribulation Realm is generally two hundred years old, and occasionally the strong can live a few more years, but it is rare to be more than two hundred and fifty years old.

But the first Venerable of the Vajra Realm can easily reach the age of four hundred, and then every time he ascends to a small realm, the upper limit of Shou Yuan will be greatly increased, and the Venerable of the high level of the King Kong Realm, Shou Yuan can break one or two thousand years old casually. This alone is enough to make every martial artist crazy.

However, Heaven is fair. The best gifts are given only to those who are worthy of it. The Demon Tribulation Realm is a cruel survival of the fittest arranged by God.

Throughout the thousands of years of the Sacred Continent, there are many geniuses who have stagnated or even fallen in this realm, and among them, there is no shortage of proud sons and daughters who meet once in a hundred years or even a thousand years.

Now, Cheng Xuan is in the fourth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm, and has just entered the middle level of the Demon Tribulation Realm. And his terrifying understanding of the Demon Tribulation Realm is also extremely profound. Therefore, over the years, he has abandoned all distracting thoughts and immersed himself in hard training, hoping to minimize the backlash of his demons, and finally be able to quickly overcome the difficulties.

However, a long retreat is no different from a closed door. And the result of working behind closed doors is that Cheng Xuan's experience in the demon realm is far from enough.

In the past ten years, he has indeed been invincible, and most of the opponents who can compete with him are from the Martial God Temple. And this kind of contest is at best a competition, not a death at all. It is precisely because of the elimination of this layer of psychological concern that gradually, Cheng Xuan became a flower in the greenhouse without knowing it.

He didn't go, or rather, he didn't dare to challenge those powerful seniors, and he didn't even go to the Martial God Temple thousands of miles away to experience in the past ten years, and he didn't even go to the Ziyun County to challenge the other two masters who had not fought ten years ago.

Because, the shadow of failure ten years ago has always been there. Cheng Xuan is afraid of losing again, especially the more opponents he defeats, the stronger the fear of defeat becomes.

To this day, this defeat can still torture his heart and become his backscale, which shows that his heart is still fragile. He is extremely conceited, but in his bones, he is extremely inferior.

And today, the thing he was most afraid of finally came to him because of his arrogance and Long Haotian's step-by-step inducement.

He was defeated, defeated in the hands of his juniors who were ten years younger than him, and at the same time he was four small realms higher than the other party, and he was still in front of 100,000 people, including the eyes of his own family.

In an instant, these countless pairs of eyes, whether they were expected or mocking, were catalyzed by Long Haotian's words, and turned into thousands of demon shadows. Cheng Xuan felt as if he was in a dark world, and the eyes of countless evil spirits around him were staring at him fiercely.

"No!No!Don't!Don't! Don't be a demon, don't!" Cheng Xuan held his head in his hands and rolled in pain on the ground.

"Cut yourself! Maybe in this way, you can get rid quickly!" Long Haotian said calmly, his cold tone was like a prison envoy from the Nine Shadows, about to hook Cheng Xuan's soul away.

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