Demoari stood face to face with Ivo, his face distorted and hideous, "Ivo, I have finally waited for this day, you once trampled me under your feet, and today, I will let you taste a hundred times the pain I have suffered!"

Ivo said in a deep voice: "I was able to defeat you two years ago, and I can still do it two years later, people like you will always only think about the harm they have suffered, and will never care about hurting others, don't talk this nonsense, fists are the truth!"

A faint black light flashed in Demoari's eyes, and he smiled coldly: "It's not just you who has grown, you won't understand how powerful I have gained!"

Ivo and Demoari slowly backed away, pulling away and ready to strike. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The cold wind blew, rolling up the sand and gravel on the ground, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.

In the eyes of all viewers, this is a battle of old enemies and a battle of revenge in Demoari!

The audience waited with bated breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Suddenly, a civilian said worriedly: "Damari...... But the Marquis. ”

Many people's hearts jumped.

Demoali's current status is heaven and earth different from that of civilians.

One of the six Marquis of Lasses!

The status is extremely high!

Wounding the marquis, according to the law, you can directly die on the spot!

The audience fell silent.

In this case, how dare Ivo hurt Demoali?!

Identity and status are a protective color, and this battle may be doomed to the end before it even begins.

Mandelo looked impatient, he didn't expect Ivo to really get Demari to make a move, he muttered: "It seems that you can only let Demari win, unlucky." ”

Ralph also shook his head unhappily, although he didn't want Demoari to be in the limelight, but in their hearts, as long as Demoari played, the result was already doomed.

The two of them were flanked by dozens of Deren House guards, staring firmly into the field, their hostile gaze locked on Ivo's back.

Coria sighed and said regretfully, "It's a pity that we've already come here." ”

Ander clenched his fists nervously and muttered, "Mr. Ivo, don't be impulsive!"

Nafi pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes unblinking, staring at Ivo worriedly.

Donald shook his head helplessly, took out his knight's gun, and crossed it in front of his knees, ready to intervene in the fight at a critical moment, preferably to stop Ivo, so that the two men could be saved.

But if Ivo really injured Demoari, he would have to choose to subdue Ivo on the spot, or even kill Ivo directly.

Although Donald was optimistic about Ivo's potential, the aristocracy was able to rule over the plebeians, and the supremacy of the law was an important factor, and Donald, as a nobleman, had to defend the interests and rules of the class.

This challenge is private in nature, and unlike the Academy League, Ivo is unlikely to be pardoned!

Ivo was indifferent to the changes in the outside world, and all his attention was on Demoari's body, keeping a close eye on Demoari's every move, sensing that the aura on Demoari's body was dangerous.

Demari was wrapped with golden holy light, the knight's sword in his hand burst out with fierce golden light, the momentum was fierce, the surrounding sand was pushed away by the invisible momentum, in the dark, the holy light seemed to echo a faint hymn, this is the characteristic of a knight of praise, Demari is already a knight of praise level 6.

The audience breathed as they breathed and were shocked by the magnitude of Demoali's momentum.

Ivo felt strange, although the strength that Dymari was now showing was the strongest among the royal cadets who were currently challenged, but for some reason, Ivo always felt that Dymari was suppressing something, as if he was not trying his best.

"Holy War Dojie!"

Demari shouted angrily, and made a brazen attack, and the knight's sword slashed out a cross, turning into a rich holy light slash, and it struck majestically.

Ivo gripped Murtos tightly, his arm muscles bulging, and his strength gathered like a hurricane on the tip of a spear.

"The Thorn of Stienbada!"

The red spear and the knight's sword clashed, making a loud bang and bursting into a circle of air, and the spectators in the stands only felt the wind blowing in their faces, and they couldn't help but squint their eyes.

The remaining five remnant clones surrounded them, Dai Mari held the knight's sword high, and the holy light erupted under his feet, like an angel descending, and the effect of "punishing" the holy light was triggered, and the five remnant clones were instantly evaporated.

Ivo was forced back by the holy light, his face sank, he pulled out the secret gold chain, the chain ignited a frost ghost, the brush was withdrawn, Demoari blocked it with a knight's sword, his clothes were licked by the ghostly fire, igniting a flame like a bone appendage, Demoari's face changed, the holy light condensed on the flame, and extinguished the flame with difficulty.

Taking advantage of the short period of time, Ivo entangled with Demoari, performed the dance of Stienbada, and fought with Demoari flexibly, the red spear and the knight's sword constantly clashed, and the spear shadow and the sword shadow were intertwined and entangled, and the fight was inextricable.

The audience was amazed, the opponent was strong, the battle would be exciting, Ivo at this time fully showed his superb combat skills, the spear skills were dazzling, the strength was heavy, the aftermath of the battle between the two continued to shatter the ground, and the competition scene was unrecognizable and messy.

The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and the audience became more and more worried, as Ivo challenged to the present, most of the audience's psychology was biased towards Ivo, hoping that he could really create a miracle, but they were even more worried that Ivo would not be able to take it back and injured Demoari, which would bring disaster!

Ivo wheezed, his stamina was losing too quickly, and the force of his shot gradually became smaller, and Dymari clearly noticed Ivo's exhaustion, and was overjoyed, attacking frantically, and wantonly swallowing the holy light.

In public, it was impossible for Ivo to use his mimetic transformation and demon apostle form, and he was mentally prepared.

Purely by virtue of physical fitness and combat skills, he is at most level 6, on par with Demoari, Murtos is extremely powerful, but the consumption of [blood energy] is also very fast, and it cannot be used frequently, and Demoari's weapons are also enchanted equipment, very strong, and can also burst out with a shining blade, which poses a lot of danger to Ivo.

Ivo also has the Forge Burst as a means of bursting, but it can only last a maximum of one minute, and Demoari is only the penultimate opponent, and after that there is a Caesar, who doesn't know anything about Caesar's strength, and the hole cards can't be consumed on Demoari!

Ivo took a deep breath, chained in one hand and spear in the other, shook and volleyed, seemingly trying to guard against his body, deliberately occasionally showing a few flaws to attract Damali to attack.

However, Demoari was very vigilant, in the previous battle, Ivo had shown a strong defense of the second war paint, and Demoari did not have the confidence to break through the [Eternal Iceberg], for fear that Ivo would lure the enemy deeper.

Ivo didn't realize it, pretending to inadvertently have several fatal holes, Demoari's eyes lit up, ready to fight, trying to hit Ivo hard, Demoari seized the loophole, avoided the chains and spears, and got close to Ivo's body, and the knight's sword stabbed Ivo's side waist.

"Brush!" The knight's sword pierced Ivo's flesh without hindrance, and Ivo's face turned pale violently, blood spurting from the wound.

Demoari was overjoyed, his face was hideous, and he twisted the knight's sword fiercely, stirring the wound.

Ivo's brows were entangled in pain, but his eyes were burning with fierce intent, and Demoari glanced up, and suddenly felt bad.

Ivo let go of Methos, endured the severe pain, and wrapped the chain around Demari, who was close to him, and the two made close contact, and Demoari struggled.

Ivo hugged Demari, and a bright, intense golden light erupted in his arms!

Twenty-four lotus flowers!

"Stop!" Donald shouted and rose from his seat to shoot Ivo in the back of the heart.

With a buzz, ice diamonds filled his body, and Ivo blocked the shot with his back, the ground cracking beneath his feet, and spraying dust through the cracks.

"Ivo!" Nafi exclaimed.

The audience suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

"Don't be impulsive!"

"That's the Marquis!"

"Are you crazy?"

"Stop!"

Time seemed to slow down, the shocked expressions seemed to freeze, and the golden light of the lotus blossom shrank for a moment, and then suddenly exploded!

Not only did Ivo not stop, but he also burst out with all his might!

"It's over!"

"Oh my God!"

The audience was stunned.

How dare he do it!

Mandelo looked dumbfounded: "How dare he ......"

"What are you doing, go down and save the master!" Ralph yelled at the guards around him, the situation was beyond their control, and the two of them lost their temper completely.

Donald was slightly stunned that Ivo was able to block one of his shots.

Just when everyone was messing up, there was a sudden change in the field.

Demari, who was held in Ivo's arms, suddenly lit up with a dark light, strange and evil.

Ivo was torn apart and staggered backwards.

Everyone clearly saw what Demoari was like at this time.

His face was vicious and distorted, like a resentful spirit, Dai Mari covered his face with one hand, his eyes were wide open between his palms, covered with bloodshots, and the black light full of ominous aura was viscous like a liquid, rolling and rolling like a dark cloud, and his breath was several times stronger than just now, Dai Mari laughed deliciously, his face showed madness, he licked his lips, and his tone was hoarse and gloomy, "Ivo, this is the power I have gained, I will crush you like a bed bug......"

Ivo's heart jumped, he felt a low concentration of demonic aura from Demari, and the same source as the dark eye, his face sank slightly, and the figure of Sisdin appeared in his mind, eighty percent of it was the ghost of this guy who couldn't see through, I'm afraid the truth of Maciebe's death is not so simple.

At this moment, both commoners and nobles looked at Demari in amazement.

I don't know who shouted first.

"Heresy!"

(To be continued.) )