Hahaha –

Seeing that Duanmu was easily slashed away by a sword, the anger in his heart decreased slightly, but he laughed wildly. "Little thief, whoever dares to provoke me, today is your death."

"Really? Do you have what it takes? Duanmu Yi snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"You! Thief, show your blade! Otherwise, if you die, you will have to find the king of Hades to redress your grievances, saying that I bullied you. Seeing that Duanmu Yi connected him with three moves, he didn't even use a blade, and he was angry.

"You don't deserve it!" Duanmu Yi coldly spit out three words, word by word.

"Look for death! Don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind! The burial was completely enraged by Duanmu Yi's indifferent attitude. The green steel sword stabbed into the sky, and said in his mouth: "Huanghuang Tianwei leads it with a sword, and the magic sword resists thunder, shocking and killing the gods." ”

For a while, the furious wind on the entire battle platform suddenly rose, and in the void, black lightning suddenly slashed down, rushing towards the tip of the buried green steel sword. The whole person was shrouded in black lightning, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased several times, as if the Nine Demon Gods had descended into the world, and the murderous aura was shocking.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

"This kid is dead."

"The magic sword and thunder are really tricky! This rumored stunt was seen at this scene today, which was really eye-opening. ”

No one was paying attention to Duanmu Yi, and everyone's attention was attracted to the brilliant heavenly power of the rolling magic thunder.

Duanmu Yi looked at the rolling magic thunder raging in the sky, and his heart throbbed, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart after such a scene. However, it was just nervousness, and there was not much fluctuation in my heart.

"This combat power is really not to be underestimated, if you try your best to fight, the odds of victory are still not small, but the true qi consumed must be a lot, and if you want to make it back, it will take a lot of resources. Don't be tough with him, and fight quickly. Duanmu is easy to secretly calculate.

Having made up his mind, Duanmu Yi did not retreat but advanced, and quickly approached the burial.

"Is this man crazy?"

"It's too long, take the initiative to find death?"

"I must have seen the ghost burial make a trick, and when I saw that I had no chance of winning, I was ready to break the net."

"Hey, alas, alas."

"What a pity? Who is wrong with this kind of person? just provoked the killing god of the ghostly burial, only to blame him for being fierce and ruthless, and he didn't have long eyes. ”

Everyone under the battle platform cast disdainful glances at Duanmu Yi's actions, a little-known little person, if he dies, he will die, the key is that the death of this little person has opened their eyes, which is a good thing.

Seeing that Duanmu was easy to bully himself, his heart was tense at first, and he was relieved in a blink of an eye. For a character like Duanmu Yi, the burial has never been put in his eyes from beginning to end. At this time, he used a trick, but he just wanted to kill it as soon as possible. He was no longer interested in fighting Duanmu Yi.

Duanmu was easy to bully the secret burial, pulled out a scimitar, and slashed at the secret burial. It is said to be a false view, but the power should not be underestimated. Seeing the shadow of the sword falling, the ghost burial immediately threw out a stance to block, and the green steel sword in his hand was still pointing upwards, attracting the absorption of rolling magic thunder.

The moment the secret burial was blocked, the defense in front of him unfolded, and a pale face was revealed, facing Duanmu Yi's eyes.

In this moment of lightning, the horizontal eyes on Duanmu Yi's forehead suddenly opened, and a faint green magic light suddenly shot out.

The speed of the magic light is extremely fast, and the distance between the two is close, the burial is unavoidable, and there is no time to resist it, and a magic light penetrates the eyebrows of the burial and shoots straight into the sea of knowledge. In an instant, the burial only felt that his body was stagnant, and he left the battle platform and came to the depths of an underground palace. There was almost no light in the dungeon, and the burial cautiously groped for a while before slowly getting used to the scene in front of him.

Slowly, the burial became clear, and it was an underground labyrinth with narrow passages that were intertwined. The burial was anxious, obviously fighting with someone on the battle platform, and he was about to kill the enemy with a sword, how could he suddenly fall into this unknown labyrinth.

The Secret Burial carried the True Qi on his feet, and his speed increased sharply, to the extreme, speeding through the labyrinth passages, scurrying around, trying to find the exit.

However, the entire labyrinth is controlled by Duanmu Yi's mind, where will there be any way for the burial.

On the battle platform, Duanmu Yi and the two of them stood close to each other, their swords intertwined, and they stood still. The strong wind and magic thunder of Fang Cai also disappeared.

The Shadow Burial held his sword in one hand, the tip of the sword still facing the void. His eyes rolled and he was unconscious.

"Look! What's going on? ”

"How did the vision of heaven and earth caused by the magic sword and thunder true technique disappear?"

Looking back at each other, the two faced each other, as if they were not a pair of enemies at the moment, but two old ones looking at each other affectionately.

The two seemed to be motionless, but in fact, a big battle had already started in the consciousness of the two.

The ghost burial naturally understood that this was trapped in the illusion space constructed by Duanmu Yi, so he frantically attacked the Yongdao in this underground palace. Trying to break through the shackles of the illusion by destroying the things in the illusion.

Duanmu Yi secretly used the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect Recipe to completely mobilize the mysterious and transparent power in the original black-gray tornado vortex and inject it into the illusion space, constantly strengthening and stabilizing the illusion space.

On the battle platform, the two stood opposite each other. After about a stick of incense, a scarlet blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the motionless burial, and the momentum of the whole person shrank sharply, looking very haggard.

A stick of incense time in the real space, but I don't know how much time has passed in the fantasy space. Not only does the illusion maze have no exit to be found, but from time to time there are violent killing machines that suddenly erupt, which is unguardable, and the ghost burial has already suffered countless injuries all over the body.

At this time, the Ghost Burial sat exhausted and paralyzed in one of the labyrinths, dying, panting.

Suddenly, the two walls of the corridor suddenly converged, getting closer and closer. The ghost burial was sandwiched in the middle, unable to move at all, all the true qi had been consumed, and there was no power to resist at this time. Seeing that the two walls were about to be put together, the body of the ghost burial was violently squeezed. Finally, the pressure reached the extreme, and with a bang, flesh and blood splattered, and the part that did not fly out was compressed into a bone-piece patty by the two walls.

Bang –

There was a muffled sound, and in the exclamation of the audience, the body of the ghost burial fell forward suddenly, lying on the ground, motionless.

"Who is this young man in Tsing Yi? Will you cast a fantasy attack? ”

"He killed the burial!"

"The burial is dead!"

"The burial was killed!"

"Life and death in the ring, each with its own destiny, and a ghostly burial, it's a pity."

……

Wow –

For a while, the audience was in an uproar. The crowd under the stands watched as the burial lay in the dust, motionless, unable to get up again. It's hard to hide the shock in my heart. This is a big breaking news: the genius undertaker's secret burial was easily killed by an unknown young man in Tsing Yi without moving.

Duanmu Yi glanced at the burial, but did not feel the slightest touch of his death, his face did not change, and he flew towards the sparse place under the platform with a little foot.

"Big brother—"

As soon as he got off the battlefield, Duanmu Yi heard a familiar voice calling to him. It's the ghost old.

Duanmu Yi stopped his figure and looked behind him, the old ghost looked radiant and excited.

"Big brother came out to duel, why didn't you notify your brother? Went on your own? There was some resentment in the old ghost's words.

"It's just a trivial matter, so why bother so that you can't rest?" Duanmu Yi smiled, looking light and light, as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go, Miss Bing'er is still waiting in front." Ghost old way.

"Didn't she come with you?" Duanmu Yi asked.

"No, she said that there are many people in the battle platform, and she doesn't want to squeeze there, so she is waiting for my news in the Zangjing Pavilion." The ghost old man replied.

The two of them walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.