Xiang Wentian said again: "If you feel that the disparity with the opponent's strength is too great, don't give up directly on the field." ”

At this time, there was a sound of Xuanhua in the ring.

A high-pitched, feminine voice came from above the ring: "Who is No. 888?" Hurry to Ring 888 to die! ”

"No. 251 is here to die!"

"No. 444 is here to die!"

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Shrek everyone looked at each other and smiled, extremely calm.

Xiang Wentian smiled and said: "It's time for our Shrek team to perform, let history witness the strength of everyone in our Shrek team, I'll go first, I'll see you later." ”

Except for Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Jiangzhu, the rest of the Shrek team chose to participate.

The sword path dust heart has not yet been beaten, and the martial soul has been opened!

Tang San had no reservations and flew up directly.

Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng glanced at each other, turned on the martial spirit, and jumped into two different rings.

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On the No. 888 ring, a young man with black hair and long eyebrows, roe head and rat eyes, white face and hooked nose, and thin pink lips, dressed in black, said arrogantly with an empty attitude: "I am the young sect master of the 'Lihate Sect' of the First Demon Sect in the Northern Regions, and I will die later, don't know who killed me." ”

After the plane was integrated, the Lihate Sect descended on the land of the extreme north, because of its extremely powerful power and many masters, it unified tens of thousands of sects within a radius of tens of thousands of miles in a short period of time, and it was famous in the northern region for a while. His father was called the "Great Demon King of Hatred", and was named after the cultivation of "Hatred of Heaven", so his only son was known as "Little Demon King of Hatred".

Xiang Wentian did not leave the clamor of the little demon lord who hated the sky, and directly opened the true body of the demon angel, with full firepower, and attacked the other party with the giant sword in his hand.

"Heavenly Punishment Nine Styles, Fourth Style: Wild Thunder Slashing the Sky".

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, the sky was lightning and thunder, the light was bright, and ten thousand thunder dragons were galloping wantonly. Immediately afterward, there was a loud sound like the sky cracking down, and the "Boom ......" sky electric light suddenly converged, condensing into a 10,000-zhang long slashing sword light, slashing towards the Little Demon Lord of Hatred at a speed as fast as lightning.

The Little Demon Lord of the Sky Hate was horrified to see the sword light as long as a galaxy, slashing towards him, he was already horrified at this time, "I thought in my heart: The other party has launched such a powerful attack, is this to kill me?" I'm the Young Sect Master of the First Demon Sect in the Northern Regions, isn't the other party afraid of retaliation? At this time, it was no longer possible to hate the little demon king to think about it, only to see him roar loudly and perform the strongest attack in his life, which was also the god-level martial art taught to him by his father before leaving: "Hate the sky, hate the earth, hate all beings, hate yourself, hate!" Hate! Hate! The Great Demon Fist of Hatred. ”

I saw that the demonic qi around the little demon lord of hatred was surging, and the endless demonic qi instantly gathered into a huge fist, bombarding the sword light in the air. Although the Demon Fist is powerful, it still can't block the slash of the sword light. At the moment when the Demon Fist and the Ten Thousand Sword Light bombarded, the Demon Fist was directly cut in half, and the Little Demon Lord who hated the sky looked at all this in horror, muttering in disbelief: "How is this possible!" ”

"Boom-"

An earth-shattering bang sounded, and the entire ring trembled because of this, and the little demon lord who hated the sky was directly bombarded vanished.

Just before the little demon king of the sky was about to die, he shouted a desperate roar: "My father the Great Demon King of the Heaven will never let you go, ah-"

"Ding, the host kills the little demon lord who hates the sky and gets 96,000 points."

Xiang Wentian was disdainful and said, "What kind of big demon king, little demon king, come and slaughter one by one." ”

Xiang Wentian retrieved the true body of the demon angel and the giant sword, and turned around in a dashing manner and returned to the Shrek team viewing area.

After Xiang Wentian returned to the Shrek team's viewing area, four hateful eyes stared at him. One of them was horrified: "The young sect master is dead, what should I do?" Even if he doesn't die after returning to the sect, he will be half-disabled. ”

The second person said resentfully: "I wait for my wife and children and parents to still be in the sect, and I can't run away, and I will answer truthfully when I go back." ”

The third person said angrily: "If it weren't for this person's cultivation being too high, I would really want to come to the stage and smash this person into pulp." ”

The fourth person shook his head and sighed bitterly: "If it weren't for the sect master's retreat and failure to come, how could this person be alive, I and the other four people should not participate in the battle for the list, and when the battle for the list is over, we will immediately return to the sect and inform the sect at this time, even if it is because it is not good to protect the young master, I will be executed by the sect, I will admit it." ”

The first person shook his head and sighed bitterly: "When I came, I waited for hundreds of people to protect the young sect master, but I never thought that before I returned to the sect, there were only four people left with me, I hope that person will not die, otherwise after returning to the sect, we will not be able to explain......"

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