"Shen Lang and Feng Zhengyang, this is preparing to fight to the death!"

"Feng Zhengyang is too impulsive! He has just been promoted to the immortal realm, and if he wants to fight Shen Lang to the death, it is simply self-defeating!"

"Since Feng Zhengyang dares to go toe-to-toe with Shen Lang and does not back down, there must be some killer move, maybe he can defeat Shen Lang!"

"The Evil Spirit Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect are not dealing with each other in the first place, and I don't know how many times the wars between the two sides have happened, but they haven't turned their faces! Now that Shen Lang and Feng Zhengyang are facing each other, one of the two will definitely die tragically in the battle!"

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Seeing Yang Rui and Shen Lang facing each other, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes, the monks in the banquet hall talked in low voices, their eyes full of excitement and expectation.

The Evil Spirit Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect are the two major overlord forces in the vicinity, and the outstanding disciples under the command of the two major forces, no matter who wins or loses, who lives or dies, it is a beneficial and harmless thing for them, so the many monks in the banquet hall are not too big to want to watch a good show.

"You two are willing to have a fight, then I will fulfill you! Now, let's move to the Ten Thousand Demons Square and let Feng Zhengyang and Shen Lang have a fight!"

Hearing the words of Yang Rui and Shen Lang, after seeing the situation of the two facing each other, Jiang Mingjun, the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect who was sitting on the main seat, did not change his expression, and said in a flat tone.

After speaking, Jiang Mingjun took the lead in getting up and leaving the banquet hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall and walked towards the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

And many monks in the banquet hall also got up one after another, followed closely behind Jiang Mingjun, and walked in the direction of Ten Thousand Demons Square.

Soon, everyone came to the Ten Thousand Demons Square, only to see Jiang Mingjun, the master of the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, wave his big hand, and a transparent hemispherical protective shield appeared above the Ten Thousand Demons Square, enveloping the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

"You can now enter the Ten Thousand Demons Square to fight!"

Ten Thousand Demon Gate Demon Gate Jiang Mingjun pointed to the Ten Thousand Demon Square shrouded in a transparent protective cover, and said to Yang Rui and Shen Lang in a flat tone.

Hearing Jiang Mingjun's words, Yang Rui and Shen Lang did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and they all agitated the mana in their bodies, turned into two streamers, and disappeared into the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

"Die!

As soon as he entered the Ten Thousand Demons Square, Shen Lang flipped his palm, and a superb treasure sword appeared in his palm, and under its swing, with an extremely sharp edge, it slashed straight towards Yang Rui's body, a picture of wanting to cut Yang Rui in two.

In the face of Shen Lang's superb treasure weapon long sword attack, Yang Rui's expression remained unchanged, and with a light shout, the mana in his body surged, and the body of the fire demon was urged to the extreme, and the power of more than two hundred times suddenly exploded, and the fire demon sword in his hand was red and prosperous, with an incomparably sharp edge, and went straight to meet Shen Lang's superb treasure long sword.

Bang!

In a crisp sound of metal collision, the Flame Demon Sword in Yang Rui's hand and the superb treasure weapon sword in Shen Lang's hand collided together, stirring up a brilliant spark, and an incomparably powerful force entered Shen Lang's body along the superb treasure weapon sword in Shen Lang's hand, causing Shen Lang to suffer a heavy blow suddenly, and his body was thrown backwards, spitting out a mouthful of red blood, and his face was pale for a while.

"Feng Zhengyang actually hit Shen Lang hard with one blow, this is incredible!" "What's going on with Shen Lang? How could he be hit hard by Feng Zhengyang's sword!"

"What a terrifying power! The power contained in Feng Zhengyang's sword is really terrifying, it can definitely easily kill a half-step immortal realm cultivator!"

"King-level peak flame demon body! Feng Zhengyang actually has a king-level peak flame demon body, no wonder his cultivation is progressing so fast!"

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Seeing Yang Rui urging the body of the Stubborn King-level Flame Demon and knocking Shen Lang away with a single sword, the monks who were watching the battle around shouted loudly, their eyes full of disbelief.

They really didn't expect that Yang Rui, a monk who had just stepped into the immortal realm, would severely damage Shen Lang, a peak monk in the early stage of the immortal realm, with a single sword, which made them a little unacceptable.

"Evil Spirit Disintegration Dafa!"

Feeling the power of constant wanton destruction in his body, a look of horror flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and a color of determination and madness flashed in his hand, and with a light snort, the flesh and blood in his body began to burn wildly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a powerful breath, constantly pouring out of Shen Lang's body, Shen Lang's body expanded rapidly like a balloon, and finally turned into a ten-zhang giant, waving the superb treasure weapon sword in his hand, and slashed towards Yang Rui's body, wanting to cut Yang Rui in two.

"Flame Demon Slash!"

In the face of Shen Lang's superb treasure weapon long sword attack, Yang Rui's expression remained unchanged, the king-level peak fire demon body urged to the extreme, the fire demon trick operated, and the red light of the fire demon sword in his hand flickered, with an extremely sharp edge and a scorching flame aura, meeting Shen Lang's superb treasure weapon long sword.

Bang!

In a crisp sound of metal collision, the Flame Demon Sword in Yang Rui's hand and the Superb Treasure Weapon Sword in Shen Lang's hand collided together, and a powerful force erupted from the Flame Demon Sword, directly knocking the Superb Treasure Weapon Sword in Shen Lang's hand away and coming out of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Flame Demon Sword slashed down on Shen Lang's body with a sharp edge and a scorching flame aura, easily breaking through Shen Lang's defenses, cutting Shen Lang in two, blood splattering, and letting out a terrible scream.

After the blow was successful, Yang Rui did not hesitate or hesitate at all, as soon as his body moved, he approached Shen Lang's half of his body, and the red light of the Flame Demon Sword in his hand flashed, instantly cutting off Shen Lang's head, and a scorching flame gushed out, wrapping Shen Lang's head and burning it to ashes, causing him to die tragically on the spot.

"Shen Lang is actually dead?

"Feng Zhengyang actually killed Shen Lang in a few moves, this is too crazy!"

"Feng Zhengyang's combat power is so fierce, it's terrifying!"

"Feng Zhengyang's combat power should be comparable to that of a mid-stage cultivator of the Immortal Realm!"

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Seeing Feng Zhengyang and Shen Lang killing, the monks who were watching the battle around changed their faces drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaim, a little unable to believe the facts in front of them.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mingjun, the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and set his eyes on the elder of the Evil Spirit Sect, and said in a flat tone: "Elder Wang, Feng Zhengyang accidentally killed Shen Lang, you Evil Spirit Sect should not hold a grudge against Feng Zhengyang and avenge Shen Lang, right?" Hearing Jiang Mingjun's words, the Elder of the Evil Spirit Sect said in a flat tone: " Master Jiang, you can rest assured, this is a private encounter between Shen Lang and Feng Zhengyang, Shen Lang's strength is not good, he was killed by Feng Zhengyang, this is Shen Lang's death, our Evil Spirit Sect will not hate Feng Zhengyang because of this, let alone retaliate against Feng Zhengyang!"

Hearing the words of the Evil Spirit Sect Elder, Jiang Mingjun nodded lightly, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and continued to set his eyes on Yang Rui on the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

"Does anyone else want to fight me?"

With a wave of his hand, Yang Rui took Shen Lang's space ring into his arms and asked loudly to the many monks outside the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

"I'm Gao Chang, a true disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, and I want to have a spar with Brother Feng, I don't know if Brother Feng is willing?"

At this time, a young man in a blood-red robe came out of the crowd, looked at Yang Rui with a smile on his face and said.

This blood-colored robe young man is Gao Chang, a true disciple of the Bloody Demon Sect, and he is also a personal disciple of the Great Elder of the Bloody Demon Sect, who has the cultivation strength of the peak of the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, and wants to take the opportunity to defeat and even kill Yang Rui to make a name for himself.

"Gao Chang is a peak cultivator in the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, and his combat power is extremely strong, comparable to a monk in the late stage of the Immortal Realm, if Feng Zhengyang dares to accept his challenge, he is simply asking for his own death!"

"If Feng Zhengyang doesn't dare to accept Gao Chang's challenge, he will lose face, and the coercion erected by killing Shen Lang will dissipate in an instant, so Feng Zhengyang doesn't dare not accept Gao Chang's challenge!"

"There are a lot of contradictions and conflicts between the Blood Demon Gate and the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, and the Blood Demon Gate wants to use Gao Chang's hand to kill Feng Zhengyang, the future powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, and by the way, hit the momentum of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate!"

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As soon as Gao Chang's voice fell, the monks watching the battle around him began to talk softly, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

"Since Brother Gao wants to fight with me, how can I refuse! Even if I am not Brother Gao's opponent, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!" Yang Rui said with a smile on his face.

After receiving Yang Rui's affirmative reply, Gao Chang did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and immediately moved, turned into a blood-colored lightning, and entered the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

Immediately afterward, I saw Gao Chang's palm flip, and a blood-red long sword appeared in his palm, and under its wave, it turned into a blood-red lightning bolt and slashed straight towards Yang Rui's body.

At the same time, a powerful suction force emanated from the blood-red long sword, making the blood in Yang Rui's body tremble slightly, and he looked like he wanted to go away and was submerged in the blood-red long sword.

Feeling the changes in the blood in his body, Yang Rui's expression remained unchanged, he snorted lightly, the mana in his body surged, the trembling blood in his body calmed down instantly, and the red light of the Flame Demon Sword in his hand flickered, with a sharp edge and fiery red sword light, and went straight to meet the blood-red long sword.

Bang! Bang!

In the crisp sound of metal colliding, Yang Rui's Flame Demon Sword and Gao Chang's blood-red long sword constantly collided together, stirring up brilliant sparks, and waves of incomparably powerful power fluctuations, centered on the two, spread out to the surroundings, destroying all the bluestones around them, causing the surrounding hemispherical protective shield to ripple.