"You're looking at the wrong person, I'm not going to sell it. ”

Faced with the words of the peerless demon girl Wen Juan, Ding Chuan decisively rejected him, how could the little unicorn be sold to him as a brother in life and death.

When the charming and enchanting Wen Juan heard this, there was obviously a trace of unhappiness on her beautiful face, she even betrayed her hue and hinted at Ding Chuan, but she didn't expect the other party to reject her so directly, which made her slightly annoyed.

At this moment, the crowd involuntarily moved out of the way, and a tall and burly man came in a hurry, with long dark green hair like a waterfall, a nose like a hanging, eyes like ice, and an aggressive look that was daunting.

The person who came was the famous little lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, Huo Feng, who was already proud of his generation at a young age, known as invincible at the same level, no one dared to beat him, his superb talent was obvious to all, last night he received the power of the Emperor's Great Wilderness Sword to hook the heavenly thunder to temper his own Dao soldiers, and he was an invincible existence among the younger generation, and the power of this young demon Venerable could be seen from the actions of everyone to make way for him, even if it was in the Divine Desolate Academy where demons were rampant, it was also an existence that could not be provoked.

Ding Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and two black lights burst out from a pair of bright black eyes, all of which stayed on Huo Feng, and Huo Feng's aggressive gaze also fell on Ding Chuan.

The two faced each other silently, although their bodies did not move, but the two vast energy fluctuations moved their bodies to shine through, and a tense and depressing atmosphere permeated the audience.

Everyone looked at the two young masters who were facing each other in amazement, but in an instant, everyone came to their senses, one of these two represented the Dragon Prison Palace, and the other represented the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, and there was a blood feud between the two that could not be resolved.

"Hehe, should I call you Ding Xiaoman or should I call you Ding Chuan?" said the little lord Huo Feng's eyes were cold, and he said with a sneer.

Ding Chuan hugged his arms for a long time and was silent, deaf to Huo Feng's words, and directly ignored them.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?" Huo Feng's face turned cold, and he asked word by word. This time Ding Chuan still didn't say anything, but threw the little unicorn on his shoulder aside, today's battle is inevitable, he is afraid that the little unicorn will be injured.

The many students around were in turmoil, and the young master of the Demon Palace was too arrogant, taking Huo Feng's words as a deaf ear.

After eating closed door soup twice in a row, Huo Feng's face turned pale and said angrily: "Are you afraid to speak when you see me?"

"Say Nima, say. Ding Chuan finally spoke up this time, and said with awe-inspiring justice: "A man only speaks three points, and keeps seven points to fight the world." ”

"Uhh......h

"Hmph!" Ding Chuan snorted coldly, pulled out the red electric knife on his back and slashed out, a ten-zhang long red blood lightning across the sky, 'boom', the red blood lightning and the incomparable spear of the green sinking spear bombarded together, and a terrifying energy storm erupted, and the mountains and rocks within a radius of twenty zhang were shattered in an instant, and huge cracks spread from the center of the battlefield to all directions, and everyone on the top of the mountain was shocked out by this powerful air wave, and only the two young masters who fought were left in the field.

"Damn, it was you who took my chance last night. Huo Feng was furious, his dark green long hair stood upside down, the red long knife in the other party's hand was the robber evil soldier last night, and he snatched away the five thunder rays of his tempered green spear, the little lord Huo Feng felt unprecedented grievance, if it weren't for this evil soldier's long knife inserted horizontally, the green spear in his hand would definitely become a powerful holy soldier.

Huo Feng, the little lord of the Demon Cave, flashed a fierce light in his eyes, glaring at Ding Chuan fiercely like a bloodthirsty wolf, the two of them were originally on the opposite side of life and death, but now they can be described as hatred and resentment.

Ding Chuan looked grim and said, "Which eye of yours saw me robbing you of your chance, if you want to fight, you will fight, where are you talking so much nonsense." ”

"Uhh......h

"It's called Nima, it's called, and when there's a fight, you can't stop screaming. ”

Ding Chuan scolded angrily, the divine purple gold god and the black demon on his body were mighty at the same time, the red long knife in his hand, bullying the forward, the red long knife thundered in the wind, the red lightning was like a rainbow, and the sword that was stimulated was fifteen zhang long, like a thunderbolt Great Wall sweeping towards Huo Feng.

"Boom" In the loud noise, the original barren and dead barren mountain collapsed into the sky, the sand covered the sky, only a dozen dead trees were twisted into pieces by the knife and air guns, the two young masters sacrificed their lives to fight, fighting in the sky, a green-haired male body, eyes like ice, holding a green Shen Shen spear to smash the void, the fierce momentum like a young demon Venerable Nether, intimidating; the other tall and slender body on the gold and black entangled body, both full of divine aura and full of evil demonic nature, horizontal knife splitting, the sky crumbled, like a young god and demon in power.

The battle was at a fever pitch, and the terrifying killing light that escaped from the mountain below hit out thousands of ravines and cracks, and the three bamboo houses on the top of the barren mountain were all shattered in the battle, and many monks were all far away from the center of the battlefield to avoid being affected by the big war, and more and more monks at the foot of the mountain rushed over.

"Although Ding Chuan, the young master of this Demon Palace, has a good cultivation, after all, it is the kind of funeral god waste that is rare to see in the ages, and it is difficult for him to succeed the master of the desolate hall. ”

"That's right, don't say he's just a monk in the Yan Dan Realm, and there are many people in his generation whose cultivation far surpasses him, so wouldn't he be riding on everyone's head if he was the master of the Desolate Palace. ”

"Xiaozun's main fight is good, quickly pull down the master of this virtual shelf desolate hall, there is our temple, there is no need for any desolate hall......"

Some of the students of the temple in the distance began to shout and cheer for Huo Feng, the vein of the desolate hall has long since declined, the inheritance has been broken, and it can be said that there is no need to exist.

The two fought fiercely, colliding and fighting like two lights and shadows, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the defeat for a while, Huo Feng, the little lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, had a fierce light in his eyes, and shouted: "Great Demon Luo Fist." ”

Huo Feng blasted out with a punch, and a huge fist of Hesse Sen slammed down, like a mountain crushing down, the drumming wind rolled around, and a dull explosion sounded in the air.

"Dragon's Sparrow's Paw. ”

Ding Chuan was not afraid, he stood up and shook it, his entire right arm and fist were covered with purple-gold scales, and his five-fingered halberd was opened, the heaven and earth yuan power of this small world seemed to have been emptied, and the huge palm print was like a hideous purple gold dragon claw poking out, and the power was penetrating.

The "booming" huge earthquake was like a thunderbolt across the sky, the entire void was shattered, the purple gold dragon palm and the big demon luo fist collided together, it aroused the brilliant Shenhua, the terrifying energy storm was like a mountain torrent and tsunami erupting, the entire mountain shook violently, the terrifying cracks spread like a spider web, although the spectators outside the field were far enough away, but there were still dozens of people who were swept away by the terrifying calamity, vomiting blood and fainting.

The robbery wave dissipated, and what caught his eye was a piece of ruins, the battlefield of the two battles had already become a piece of robbery, with stones paving the ground, ravines and ravines, Huo Feng was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, half of his face was swollen, and there was a purple-black palm print printed on his face, which was beaten out by Ding Chuan's dragon sparrow's palm; and Ding Chuan was not happy, his chest and abdomen were bloody, and several ribs were broken, and both of them were injured to varying degrees.

"Ding Jiuhan, Ding Old Demon's son is nothing more than that!" Huo Feng's eyes kept flashing with fierce light, and he rushed over again with a green heavy gun in his hand.

"It's useless to talk too much, the green-haired monster looks at the knife. ”

Ding Chuan's tongue thundered, and the belligerent factor in his bones was completely stimulated, at this time he was like a heavenly knife out of the sheath, incomparable, raising his hands and feet, and the whole mountain was wailing at his feet.

"Keng!" "Keng!"

The spear and the long knife continued to fight, and the amazing beam of light rushed straight to the bull fight, after a huge collision, the two of them were each shocked out, at this moment, a big hand as black as ink suddenly appeared above Ding Chuan's head, and slapped down towards Ding Chuan with great force, a terrifying black hole in the palm of the huge hand was rotating at extreme speed, devouring all the heaven and earth Yuan force, and the surging Yuan Force fluctuations made everyone in the distance feel palpitations.

Ding Chuan's eyes were cold, and he was shocked in his heart, the person who secretly shot at him turned out to be his famous stunt Heaven Swallowing Hand, which he had only taught three people: the old madman, the little junior sister Lu Xuening and the prodigal son Yue Bing. But at this time, he couldn't help but think about it, and the pitch-black ink-like swallowing hand covered the heavens and the earth and slapped down, and the palm wind that was wrapped in it made the body cold.

The timing of the person who made the secret move was too ingenious, just after he and Huo Feng struck a hard blow, the blood was churning and killed, Ding Chuan endured the churning blood, and used the magic footwork to move out five zhang away in the void, but he was still swept by the edge of the Heaven Swallowing Hand.

"Bang!"

Ding Chuan was like a heavy hammer, and was swept away dozens of feet away by the heaven-swallowing hand, spurting out a piece of pale golden blood along the way, and fell into a piece of rubble.

Ding Chuan's face was pale and his internal organs were burning, his chest and abdomen were like a fire scorching his internal organs, and the yuan power in his body was beaten to pieces, but before he had the slightest chance to breathe, a short sword with a bright light shot towards his brain, and the cold and faint sword light was breathtaking.

"Fish intestine sword. Ding Chuan's pupils contracted violently, and he roared: "Little junior sister, you dare to yin me." ”

Ding Chuan moved his head with difficulty, and with a "bang", the short sword stabbed into the mountain stone against his left cheek, bursting out of a mountain stone, and the cold sword qi cut a mouthful of blood on Ding Chuan's face, and a trace of pale golden blood flowed out