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"Loser...... Die?"

The last few words sounded in Wu Qi's ears, and immediately a look of surprise appeared on his face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info He originally thought that it was just an ordinary ring competition, and it was a means for the Heavenly Demon Sect to show its strong strength to the many immortal demon monks who came to watch the ceremony. But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Concerning his own life, Wu Qi, a person who cherishes his life, immediately had a flash of thought in his mind, and quickly thought about the joints in it.

"There are three rounds in total, except for the person who has a bye, there are a hundred people here, each of whom has to face three life and death crises? Fight each other, can't admit defeat, can't avoid fighting, the way to decide the winner is to kill the other party, where is this fighting, this is clearly .......... raising Gu"

Wu Qi only felt that his mind was running wildly, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what the Heavenly Demon Sect's intention was in doing this. Even if the Heavenly Demon Sect is the leader of the Demon Dao, it is a super force that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and the background is like the sea. But you must know that every true disciple is a god transformation cultivator with great potential, as long as he does not fall halfway, he has a high chance of being promoted to the void realm and becoming a true powerhouse.

In the cultivation realm, even those major sects attach great importance to the Avatar Cultivator, and they are not even willing to punish it, let alone let the Avatar Cultivator fight to the death, and it is stipulated that only one can survive. Wouldn't such an act be tantamount to digging one's own grave? Wu Qi had no chance to express his doubtful thoughts, and no one would explain them to him at all, and even if he did, he would not have time to listen to them.

Because right away, the next moment. Heavenly Demon Fight. Here we go.

"The first round of fighting, begin!"

Fifty floating unpretentious black rings filled with the aura of crushing everything and killing everything, at the same time, the cold and old voice that made people listen to the creepy sounded again. This sound immediately made Wu Qi wake up, his head raised, and his gaze immediately shot to the opponent who had appeared not far in front of him at some point.

The true disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, each of them has a lot of reputation, as long as they have been in the cultivation realm for a long time, they can almost memorize the names of these people. A different Demon Dao monk stood in Wu Qi's position. I'm afraid that at first glance, you can recognize who his opponent is.

Ten thousand enemies in the Soldier Demon Palace, Zhao Slug, cultivated in the middle of the god of transformation. Born with a killing body, cultivating battlefield blood killing powers, and killing to nourish killing, he is a terrifying character who has entered the way of killing.

People who have entered the way of killing are monks who are even more terrible than the demons of the demon path, and many demons will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, but if they really kill too much, they will definitely attract demons, and once they can't suppress them, they will be controlled by the demons and eventually harm themselves. But monks who have entered the way of killing are different. The more they kill, the faster their cultivation increases, but they don't have any inner demons at all. Even if they really have demons, they will eventually be turned into their tonics.

Although this kind of monk is angry with the gods, in the Demon Dao Sect, he can't wait for everyone to be such a monk. Unfortunately, the way of killing, as terrifying and powerful as it is, is not accessible to anyone. Zhao Xuan can enter the path of killing, except for being a disciple of the Soldier Demon Palace. And then there's the fact that he's born to kill.

Other monks, even if they are demons who are not afraid of heaven and earth, will be afraid of Zhao Xuan, a madman who has entered the way of killing, and even consider admitting defeat directly. But Wu Qi completely knew who Zhao Yu was. But with his current strength, it's the way. I'm afraid and won't admit defeat.

In fact, Wu Qi's original plan was really to admit defeat and avoid war, because he had already killed a lot of people in that trial continent, especially the disappearance of the boy in shroud and Zhao Yang, who would sooner or later be suspected of him. So he wanted to keep a low profile at this time, find a quiet place, retreat and cultivate, let his red lotus clone be promoted back to the void, and he himself was promoted to become a god, at that time, he had more power to protect himself, and he was not afraid of the things he had done being exposed.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, who knows that after the trial, such a show will come.

If Wu Qi knew that in fact, the loot he originally got was not enough to appear among the first hundred people, it was after he killed the shroud boy and Zhao Yang and others that he got the things in their storage rings, and the spoils added up, just ranked among the hundredth people, and got the opportunity to "fight" this time. If he knew this, Wu Qi didn't know whether to rejoice or shout that he was unlucky.

"Zhao Slug"

The two words were extremely short, and they came out of the mouth of the monk who was wearing blood-red armor all over his body, like metal rubbing, extremely stiff. What's especially terrifying is that there is no emotion at all in his voice, as if inside the armor, it is not a human, but a bloodthirsty beast.

The blood-red armor covered the man's body, so tight that no gaps were revealed, not even the eyes, but two jades that were also blood-red were covered.

Murderous aura! The incomparably pure murderous aura, the aura emanating from the body of this blood-armored monk, except for the murderous aura, there is no other aura. Even the cultivation on his body was covered by murderous aura, and Wu Qi looked at it at a glance, as if he saw not a person, but a battlefield. A battlefield that has been slaughtered for an unknown number of days, with mountains of corpses piled up, blood flowing into a sea, surrounded by evil spirits, and murderous spirits.

The black lines moved slowly, and Wu Qi's face was furrowed, and he was surprised that he would meet such an opponent. Although he had already fought with many people, he didn't know why, in the face of this person, Wu Qi actually had the feeling of encountering a really tricky opponent.

"The way to kill?"

Wu Qi, who had entered the Ten Thousand Heavens Pavilion, naturally knew very well what the aura that existed on the blood-armored monk on the opposite side meant, but he was still very surprised, the killing body was already extremely rare, and the monks who could enter the way of killing were even rarer, very few, but he didn't expect that his opponent in the first round would be such a person.

Knowing that the matter was coming, he couldn't afford to regret it at all, and the rules of the fight were also clear, only one of him Wu Qi and the blood armor monk in front of him could survive, either he Wu Qi or his opponent.

"Wu Qi"

I don't know when. Wu Qi's expression also cooled. As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, two cold words sounded in the ring, and also entered the ears of the blood-armored monk, like a signal, a signal to fight.

"Kill"

One word seems to contain an infinite avenue of heaven and earth, but when this avenue is revealed, it is as murderous as an ocean. The sky was overwhelming, and in an instant, it poured out from the blood armor and put the originally black ring on top of the ring. Completely turned blood-red, and suddenly, Wu Qi even felt that he had returned to the Ancient Battlefield Fragment Continent.

But it wasn't, because of the bloody murderous aura that poured out of the blood-armored monk. It is much stronger and more terrifying than the bloody aura that has passed on the fragmented continent of the ancient battlefield for an unknown number of thousands of years.

"Boom ......"

In the ring, the loud sound was like a drum, unabashedly and unabashedly. It was the blood-armored monk who made a move, and he didn't hide his actions at all, as if he wasn't worried about Wu Qi seeing him do it and dodging.

For example, when the two armies are facing each other, the army charges, straight and straight, without any fancy. That momentum has only one purpose, only killing.

A huge knife in his hand, five zhang long, the handle is blood-red, the blade is blood-red, the blade is blood-red, and the edge is blood-red, not revealing a trace of edge, as if it is an ornament, but for some reason. As soon as this giant knife was held in the hands of the blood-armored monk, Wu Qi's heart jumped violently, and a sense of danger that had not appeared for a long time actually appeared in his heart at this time.

"It's good to come"

Facing the blood-armored monk who stepped over step by step like a large army charged, and the giant knife that made him sense the crisis. Wu Qi didn't even mean to dodge at all, but licked his lips. His face flashed with murderous aura, and his body unleashed infinite battle intent.

It's just that unlike the Blood Armor Monk, the aura on Wu Qi's body is just dark and cold, full of negative thoughts and emotions, as if it comes from the Demon Realm, and it is also the deepest part of the Demon Realm, and the fierceness among them even overwhelms the Blood Armor Monk.

"Kill" is also a killing word outlet, and a strong demonic energy rumbled out from Wu Qi's body, only to see that on the ring, two oceans of momentum appeared together, each occupying half of the country, but it was completely incompatible, and the next moment, they were each wrapped in terrible power, and they collided together without any fancy feelings.

And their owners, too, in the next moment, bombarded each other.

"Click" void crack, a blood-red lightning slashed down, the target was Wu Qi, at the end of the lightning, there was a blade, as red as blood, extremely dazzling.

"Hum" was silent, and in the void, a white fist like a woman's skin was smashed out, wrapped in ghostly light, and this fist bombarded a person. The blood-armored monk was covered in blood-red armor all over his body, and this fist slammed directly into his head.

Don't dodge, don't dodge, both of them are like this!

"Bang" and "Bang" are almost the same sound, and the results of the first encounter between the two were instantaneous. The two figures, extremely blurred, one blood-red and the other dark, each retreated violently.

Just now, at least tens of thousands of people saw the process of the two fighting, and under the record of the water mirror, they did not miss a single bit.

The blood-armored monk, the giant knife that chopped the horse, slashed down, and a sharp edge overflowed, immediately turning into blood-red lightning, exuding the smell of destroying everything, and fell, the target was Wu Qi's body, any place could be, it seemed that as long as the blood-red lightning fell, Wu Qi would be a cloud of charcoal, or a piece of dust.

Wu Qi stepped out, his fist was invisible, and the ghostly light flickered, directly hitting the head of the blood-armored monk. The boundless ferocious aura and the power of all were hidden in the dark light, and when it fell, it was a high mountain, and it was also blasted into powder.

But as a result, the blood-red lightning of the blood-armored monk slashed on Wu Qi's arm, I don't know if it was the original intention of the blood-armored monk, or it was caused by Wu Qi's sudden twisting of his body, and the place where the lightning fell was not Wu Qi's arm, but a dark red vine wrapped around his arm.

Wu Qi's fist did not fall on the head of the blood-armored monk, but on a horse's hoof, a horse's hoof that suddenly appeared in the void, not a flesh and blood body, but a ball of breath.

The dark red vines were slashed by the blood-red lightning, and those black barbs were scorched and blackened, and they immediately fell off, and the extremely hard vines almost broke into two, which barely blocked the blood-armored monk's knife. And the horse's hooves that appeared out of thin air were shattered by Wu Qi's punch, and they didn't even struggle, they were immediately shattered.

"Squeak ..........." "Squeak............"

On the blood-soaked ring, two strange voices sounded, it was not Wu Qi, nor the blood-armored monk. It was a dark red vine that almost broke in two, and a war horse with a blood-red body and red flames all over its body, and this war horse only had one leg left.

The owner fights, the pet suffers!

The people who watched Wu Qi and the blood-armored monk fight for the first time were a little surprised to find that the two murderers were not injured in the fight, but their pets were almost killed.

However, compared to the war horse that only had one leg left, Wu Qi's corpse vine was almost cut in two, and his injuries were obviously more serious. As soon as he saw the sharp roar of the corpse vine that had followed him for many years, it was obviously extremely painful, and Wu Qi's face immediately became difficult to see.

I remembered that the bloody monk made a move before, and it was completely a real life-and-death fight, not a competition, but a real fight. Among the two, only one of them survived, and it was ridiculous that he Wu Qi was provoked by the murderous aura of the Blood Armor Monk at the beginning, and he really confronted him head-on.

Putting away the corpse vine casually, the fighting intent on Wu Qi's body increased instead of decreasing, and the killing intent surged, but he really moved the idea of fighting.

"Come again!"

The two cold words spit out, resounding in the ring, Wu Qi didn't even have time to give the blood-armored monk a breather, and with a step forward, he actually started again.

One step out, the distance between the two disappeared in an instant, behind the Blood Armor Monk, the void rippled, and Wu Qi's smiling figure immediately appeared, with five fingers into claws, wrapped in a ghostly light, silently appearing in the back of the Blood Armor Monk's heart.

"Qiang"

With a strange sound, the void suddenly flashed with bright blood light, slashing at an incredible angle. He still didn't dodge Wu Qi's palm at all, but slashed Wu Qi's neck with a war knife, looking at his appearance, he actually hit Wu Qi If he dug out his heart, then he would split Wu Qi's head. And the power of that battle knife, the fate of the corpse vine before has been perfectly displayed, it was really chopped on the neck, and Wu Qi's head was absolutely unable to be saved.

Fight for your life! Extremely fierce! Wound 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself!

This is clearly the combat skill of battlefield fighting, there is no skill at all, and it is a fierce thought, which is unleashed by a person like the Blood Armor Monk who has entered the way of killing, and the power is even greater than imagination.

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