Imprisoning the demonic soul body, he should look at Qi Yaode, the fifth prince of the Great Qian Empire.

"Lord Wang, do you see it clearly now?"

Ying Wudao's voice was flat and not loud, but it was clear to the hundreds of thousands of people present.

Everyone looked at Qi Yaode in unison.

was targeted by hundreds of thousands of people, including many powerhouses of major forces, and his eyes were as sharp as swords, even Qi Yaode was sweating on his forehead.

In front of such a person, he couldn't say it even if he wanted to lie.

"I see it clearly, it is...... Lord. ”

Immediately, he responded to Wudao with a fist: "Thank you to the hall master for finding out, otherwise Xiao Wang is also very dangerous, I didn't expect this king to be invaded by the demon for a while, and I implore the hall master to let Xiao Wang take this demon back to Daqian to take the blame." ”

To put it bluntly, I just want to take this evidence away.

Otherwise, in the Great Qin Empire, it is always a handle.

Ying Wudao can't see his little tricks.

Don't talk about him, any big force present can see it.

Qin Tianzheng didn't speak at all.

This kind of trivial thing doesn't need him to open his mouth yet.

Ying Wudao, as the master of the Law Enforcement Palace, was born to do this hard work.

Ying Wudao smiled slightly, "It's not that this seat won't let you take it, but you can't take it away, once this seat loosens the restraint, he will blow himself up, so he can only be controlled by this seat." ”

In fact, when he imprisoned Demon Shocking, he had already searched the soul of Demon Shocking Heaven and obtained all the information.

Including through the memories of this disciple before his death, I learned a lot of information about Qi Yaode.

It doesn't matter if you want to leave the terrifying soul body behind.

However, he would not casually give the demonic soul body to Qi Yaode in public.

As Qi Yaode thought, this is evidence.

It is the evidence of the next request to the Great Qian Empire, how can it be given to him casually.

While speaking, without waiting for Qi Yaode to plead again, he directly captured the Demon Shocking Soul Body, and then put it into a magic weapon container.

Although he is a martial artist, his cultivation has reached the point where he is at the top, and the avenue is the same, and there is not much difference between him and an immortal cultivator, and he can use magic weapons at will.

One of the Demon Shocking Soul was taken away by Ying Wudao, because he was not killed, but the other Split Soul and Demon Shocking Heaven Himself knew nothing.

The deity and the other distractions are still happy.

In his opinion, now his plan is half the battle.

As everyone knows, part of his plan has already been known to Ying Wudao.

Although it was only a part, it was enough to kill him and destroy the overall plan of him and the demons.

There were also many immortal cultivators present in the stands, watching all this.

For Ying Wudao's strength, these immortal cultivators all saw it in their eyes and were shocked in their hearts.

Extracting people's souls alive can only be easily done by quasi-immortals in the Mahayana period, but Ying Wudao is just a martial artist, but it is easy to do it.

This was a big surprise to them.

For martial arts, they finally have a deeper understanding.

It turns out that martial arts is not what the sect says, and the courage of the horseman who only knows how to fight and kill also has great magical powers.

The means are not worse than those of the immortals.

Of course, when it comes to all kinds of spells, you have to be an immortal cultivator, and the martial artist is still just a vulgar martial artist who only knows how to practice meat.

Unless it is at the height of such a thing, it can be comparable to that of an immortal cultivator.

But how many people can do it?

At this point, the heads of some immortal cultivators were raised high again.

treated the martial artist next to him with an indifferent face, and there was irrepressible contempt in his eyes.

Qi Yaode saw that Ying Wudao put away his disciple's soul body in an instant, his face became even more ugly, and he knew that it would be useless even if he wanted it again at this moment.

I had to arch my hand and say, "Then thank you to the hall master." ”

The evidence was taken away, and I have to thank others, Qi Yaode's heart is so bitter.

But he couldn't speak, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

This time, it was a big bad luck, not only lost a disciple, but also took the reputation of the Great Qian Empire.

The scene just now has been recorded by many large and small forces with a gramming stone.

Even the people of the Great Zhou Empire and the Great Feng Dynasty were no exception.

He can't rely on it even if he wants to.

Although these people have no evidence of the devil in their hands, they all have pictures in their hands.

These are all evidence.

In the future, I will have to take it out and disgust it.

In this regard, Qi Yaode can't do anything.

He put the body of his disciple into the storage ring, and then looked at his nose and nose, and sat there motionless and pretended to be dead.

Things are already like this anyway, love whoever goes.

Everyone saw him put on a posture of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

One by one, they were disdainful in their hearts.

The people of the Great Qian Empire are really shameless!

The princes of the Great Zhou Emperor and the three princes of the Great Feng Dynasty saw Qi Yaode like this, and they all laughed secretly in their hearts.

They like the appearance of the Great Qian Empire.

Seeing Qi Yaode eating deflated, they were as comfortable as drinking snow water on dog days.

At this time, Qin Tianzheng, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire, as the organizer, smiled slightly and said lightly:

"Okay, it's just a small episode, the matter has been settled, now let's start the competition."

The referee in the central ring was the elder of the Demon Suppression Palace, and at this time he clenched his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Then he shouted: "The game continues!" ”

"In the first game, Jiang Changkong fought against Lang Xiaopei."

Everyone's eyes shifted from the direction of the camp of the Great Qian Empire to the ring.

Swish......

A figure quickly stepped onto the stage, but it was a young and handsome young man, with long hair dancing and a huge knife behind his back.

looked at Jiang Changkong in the ring, hugged his fists and said: "In Xia Lang Xiaopei, a disciple of White Tiger Peak, the innate seven heavens." ”

Jiang Changkong also hugged his fists and said: "Jiang Changkong, the innate four heavens." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a lot of discussion in the stands.

"They are all personal disciples, one is the Innate Sevenfold Heaven, and the other is the Innate Quadruple Heaven, does this still need to be compared?"

"What do you know, today's game is for the personal disciple of the first master of Great Qin, and the Innate Seven Heavens have to give way."

"I don't understand other nonsense, there is no such thing as letting, whoever makes anyone unlucky, as a personal disciple, he has atmospheric luck, and letting it is equivalent to taking the initiative to give luck to others."

"Let the luck ...... Is there such a thing? ”

"Cut, there's a lot you don't know."

"Then this is really good-looking, if Lang Xiaopei of the Innate Sevenfold Heaven is defeated by Jiang Changkong of the Innate Fourfold Heaven, it will look even better."

"You want to be beautiful, nine heavens in the first place, one layer of heaven, where is it so good to leapfrog the level. Besides, they are all supreme geniuses, and it is even more difficult to fight beyond the level. ”

"That's right. This river is in the sky...... It's a pity. ”

"Isn't it, I just became a disciple of my own lineage, and he was originally the protagonist today, but because his cultivation was too low, he ended up becoming a foil, which is unbearable for anyone."

"I can't help it if it's uncomfortable, I don't believe in tears in this world, I only believe in strength. Just like his master, the hall master, only when he is strong can he be respected by everyone. ”

"yes. Becoming a disciple of the first master of Great Qin, his road has been a lot better, but the road to becoming a master is also destined to be very long. ”

At this time, in the center of the ring.

Jiang Changkong and Lang Xiaopei stood on either side of the ring.

The referee elder said: "Please pay attention, you are not allowed to use magic weapons in the game, you are not allowed to use poison, and when the opponent admits defeat, you must not inflict a killer on the opponent, do you understand?" ”

In fact, he doesn't say this, and everyone knows it.

Nor will it be used.

These are all taboos, once they are used, even if they win, they will be despised by everyone, and they will be beaten by their own master.

If you kill the other party, it is very likely that you will be killed by your own master.

The personal disciple is not a cabbage like other disciples, and every loss of one will make the Demon Suppression Hall feel painful, how can he take advantage of the situation casually.

If you don't want to be the target of public criticism, then you won't use those indiscriminate ways.

The two clasped their fists and said, "Understood." ”

"Okay, now the game begins."

Elder Chuangong said.

"I am the Innate Sevenfold Heaven, and my cultivation is higher than yours, but I won't release water, please pay attention."

Lang Xiaopei said.

Jiang Changkong smiled slightly, "Please." ”

Lang Xiaopei's eyes lit up slightly, and he could see that Jiang Changkong's confidence was not pretended, but natural.

Hmph, boy, you haven't met an opponent before.

People who have never lost are so proud.

Self-confidence is a good thing, but to be overconfident is to be proud.

That's not good.

Then let my brother teach you what it means to be humble!

The corners of Lang Xiaopei's mouth hooked up a touch of arc.

"Then I'm out of the knife."

As soon as the words fell, the knife behind Lang Xiaopei suddenly popped out, and the handle of the knife was grabbed by him in his hand, and it slashed towards Jiang Changkong.

The terrifying sword slashed across the sky and slashed towards Jiang Changkong, which contained a terrifying phantom of a white tiger, roaring in the sky.

Jiang Changkong stood still, held the hilt of the sword, and swung out a sword in his hand-

Sword drawing.

While!

Sparks fly.

The terrifying and terrifying sword light disappeared in an instant, and the phantom of the white tiger disappeared with it.

Countless people at the scene were shocked.

Everyone clearly saw that Jiang Changkong's shot was very casual, not even a gorgeous sword move, just a random wave, and he smashed Lang Xiaopei's powerful move.

Is this Jiang Changkong too strong?

Or did Lang Xiaopei release the water?

Not to mention the audience, even Lang Xiaopei himself was very shocked.

Although his move was not the strongest move, he did not release the water either.

In the previous competitions of the Demon Suppression Temple, there has never been such a thing as releasing water.

As those in the audience said, releasing water is tantamount to transporting one's own qi to others.

It's a bit mysterious, but it's not entirely wrong.

Because if you lose, you don't have resources.

Only the best and strongest deserve the best resources, just as the strongest deserve the most beautiful beauty.

Every disciple of the Demon Suppression Hall will compete almost unreservedly in every game.

Just like this time, it's no exception.

The Golden Dragon Sword is the reward for the first place this time, and once obtained, not only will the status be honorable, but the luck will also skyrocket.

It can be said that this golden dragon sword alone is worth countless resources.

If it is described as a spirit stone, it is worth at least millions of spirit stones.

That's a pretty scary number.

So, no one will release water.

Everybody will fight for all this.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast,

After Jiang Changkong slashed Lang Xiaopei's terrifying knife with a sword, he stepped out.

The whole person turned into a sword and appeared in front of Lang Xiaopei in an instant.

Raising your hand is to smash a fist into the opponent's chest.

It's not that he doesn't want to use a sword, but he's afraid that a sword will kill this guy.

In the sword drawing technique just now, he only used three points of force.

Seeing this, Lang Xiaopei slashed down with a fierce knife and slashed directly at Jiang Changkong's hand.

This time I used my power directly!

Don't kill the opponent in battle, but don't avoid it everywhere, let alone say that you can't hurt the opponent.

As for cutting off the other person's hand...... Even if it is really wasted, it is Jiang Changkong's own fault.

If you don't use your sword, you have to use your fist, isn't this asking for trouble?

He knew from the first day he entered the Demon Suppression Palace: the Demon Suppression Temple does not need waste!

In the stands, Qin Tianzheng and the others were also a little surprised.

Everyone knows that Jiang Changkong is a kendo genius.

You don't use a sword as a swordsman, why do you use your fists?

You're not one of those vulgar martial artists who aren't very proficient in swords.

What's more, that Lang Xiaopei's knife is not an ordinary knife, it is a treasure knife that can be broken.

But seeing that Ying Wudao's expression was indifferent, the old god was even more puzzled.

This guy can't be uninterested in his apprentice, right?

Your apprentice's hand will be cut off!

Countless people at the scene were worried.

"What's going on with this guy? If you don't use a sword, you have to use your fists, is this a suicide attempt or something? ”

"Damn, I've never seen such a stupid person...... it! Damn! ”

Just when everyone was puzzled, Jiang Changkong's fist collided with Lang Xiaopei's knife.

There was a crisp loud bang.

Lang Xiaopei and his knife were smashed away by Jiang Changkong's punch, and fell into the ring like a meteor across the sky.

Bang!

Lang Xiaopei slammed into the ground, smashing a small pit and splashing dust and smoke.

The audience was silent.

Half a day.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Holy! It's unbelievable that a special swordsman knocked a swordsman away with one punch! ”

"Nima's, no wonder he wants to use his fists, it turns out that his strongest thing is not swordsmanship, but fists!!"

"He should be a pure warrior, not a swordsman......"

"Fart, what kind of warrior do you think can destroy the opponent's powerful white tiger roar with a sword at will?"

"Warriors can! His strength surpasses the other party too much, and he can break the trick with his strength! ”

Countless people argued.

In the stands, Qin Tianzheng and the others looked at Ying Wudao.

It seems to be asking: Did you know it a long time ago?

Ying Wudao looked at this group of people, a little speechless.

Lao Tzu is his master, and all his resources are provided by Lao Tzu, how can he not know?

If you knew how many heavenly and earthly treasures he had consumed in these short ten days, you wouldn't have looked at Lao Tzu like this.

Thinking of the genius earth treasure that Jiang Changkong had consumed in the past ten days, even he felt terrible.