In the martial arts arena, Gu Bufan and Zi Yi stood opposite each other, their respective momentum continued to rise, and a huge chasm was torn apart by the invisible qi that consumed each other, making both of them dare not take a step forward.

In Gu Bufan's body, the sword intent surged, like a surging river rushing wildly, and there was still the sound of big waves roaring wildly.

Gu Bufan's right hand trembled slightly, and the sword body roared wildly, this three-foot Qingfeng, an eight-rank spirit treasure, was actually a little unable to withstand the crazy influx of sword intent in Gu Bufan's body at this moment.

On the other side, the purple shirt is holding a stick in both hands, above the long light, the golden light is sheng, and the purple shirt is also wrapped in purple light, if there is thunder, at this moment, the purple shirt seems to be a god descending from the sky, his body obviously has no movement and any changes, but in the eyes of Bauhinia and Wu Xing and others outside the field, the figure of the purple shirt is like a majestic law statue suddenly expanded, as if it is about to break through the sky!

Zijing and Zikui looked at the scene in front of them, their faces were extremely pale, with such two people in the same clan, do they really have a chance?

Especially Zi Kui's face, there was an extremely complicated look, it turned out that he couldn't do it by forcing Zi Fan to use all his strength!

Living in the same clan with these two demons, I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky!

In the martial arts arena, Gu Bufan's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and with a sword forward, the sword qi all over his body was like an edict, and he instantly shot out through the long sword in his hand, and a sword qi that seemed to be ordinary instantly arrived at the door of the purple shirt.

But everyone present could feel how powerful the seemingly ordinary sword qi Zhongzhou contained, because the eight-rank spirit treasure long sword, which was the carrier of that sword qi, had turned into ashes in Gu Bufan's hands at this moment!

And when Gu Bufan's terrifying sword qi was released, the purple shirt also gathered momentum to the peak, and the golden long stick held high above his head fell suddenly, and in the eyes of everyone, it felt as if a heavenly pillar had fallen from the sky and slashed straight on the sword qi.

"Boom!"

The long stick and the sword qi were connected, and the battle full of killing intent between the two of them suddenly collided with each other, and countless cracks appeared in the ground paved by the highest quality pure stone in an instant, and outside the martial arts arena, the column array buzzed, as if it was a little unable to withstand the huge destructive power caused by the impact of the two people's moves.

On the sidelines of the martial arts arena, Zijing and Zikui were both looking at this scene with extremely pale faces, and now, how could they not see the killing intent in the last move of the two people in that scene.

If either of those two died, it would set off a huge wave among the Amethyst Heavenly Demon Clan.

After a while, the aura dissipated and the dust settled, and Zijing and Zikui looked at the field with extremely complicated feelings.

On the other side, Wu Xing also stretched out his head, as for Ah Niu, he had already run to the sidelines with a bloodless face, as long as he waited for the cylinder array to disappear, he was going to rush into the field!

In the martial arts arena, somewhere on the edge, Zi Kui was covered in blood and lay on the ground dying, but he did not lose consciousness, and his eyes were fixed in one direction.

Everywhere the purple shirt looked, Gu Bufan was half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes were in tatters, and in front of him, a pool of bright red blood was particularly conspicuous, mixed with a little Gu Bufan's internal organs.

"Zifan, you actually won!"

The big array disappeared, Zijing instantly came to Zishan's side, he looked at the first person lying on the ground, with a thick unwilling color in his eyes, and he didn't know what to say at the moment, but silently took out a spirit pill and fed it to his mouth.

The elixir was entered, but the purple shirt spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted.

On the other hand, Ah Niu also came to Gu Bufan's side to support him, Wu Xing put one hand on Gu Bufan's shoulder, the runes flashed in his eyes, and he simply probed Gu Bufan's injury, and then took out a spirit pill for Ah Niu to feed him.

"The injuries are severe, but not fatal!"

Wu Xing looked at Ah Niu, who had a bloodless face, and felt helpless, but she still explained a sentence to make Ah Niu feel a little relieved.

After Zi Shan fell into a coma, Zi Jing took a deep look at the cracks on the ground in the martial arts arena and Gu Bufan, and then left with Zi Kui without saying a word on his back.

Zijing knew that after today, the strength pattern within the entire Amethyst Heavenly Demon Clan would change because of that sudden appearance of the demon of the same clan!

Gu Bufan was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was never raised, and at this moment, on Gu Bufan's face, which everyone couldn't see, a look of horror was quickly put away by him.

Gu Bufan raised his head, and after giving Ah Niu a somewhat reluctant smile, he looked at Wu Xing and said:

"Sixth princess, can you take me to the room to rest first?"

Wu Xing looked at this person who was known as the first day pride in the Amethyst Heavenly Demon Clan who defeated the Amethyst Heavenly Demon Clan in front of him today, put away the shock in his heart, and opened his mouth to return:

"As it should be!"

......

In the manor, in a room with an ancient fragrance, Gu Bufan is the only one left at this moment.

It was only at this moment that Gu Bufan revealed the feeling in his heart, Gu Bufan looked around the room with a look of surprise, and his divine sense perception was also put to the maximum limit he could reach, but no matter how he probed, he couldn't find a trace of abnormality.

"Who are you?"

Gu Bufan was silent for a moment and asked into the empty room, but after waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

"Is it the Great Witch Sacrifice?"

Gu Bufan, who didn't get a response, no longer blindly looked for the owner of that voice, he knew that if such a powerful person didn't want to pay attention to him, he wouldn't be able to find a trace of him at all.

When Gu Bufan fought against the last blow of the purple shirt, Gu Bufan was already the strongest blow he could use except for the trace of Taoism, and that blow was enough to kill the purple shirt, but at that last moment, in Gu Bufan's heart lake, there was a sudden voice of old age, under that sound, Gu Bufan's pores all over his body exploded, and a coolness suddenly came out of his heart.

Because what the voice said, "If you kill him today, it will be difficult to return to the Wuzhou Continent!"

Therefore, at that moment, Gu Bufan forcibly reduced some of the power of the sword that had been emitted at the cost of hurting himself, so half of the injuries on Gu Bufan's body came from his own actions.

"He knows who I am, and probably already has!"

After calming down a little, the horror in Gu Bufan's heart gradually faded, since the other party knew his identity and did not choose to kill himself and make it public, he obviously had no interest in his life for the time being.

At this moment, Gu Bufan also understood that this trip to the Wu Clan was no longer a matter of deciding whether he could come or not!

If you want to escape in Forging Red City, you may have become a corpse by now!

"The Great Witch Sacrifice of the Witch Clan's Heavenly Demons, who are you?"

Gu Bufan's eyes looked at the roof in a daze, being targeted by such a powerful power, no matter how he struggled, it should be useless, even if he was controlled by the Killing Immortal Sword, he couldn't escape at all, and now he could only wait for the summons of the mysterious Great Witch Priest.

......

On the other side, in the residence of the Amethyst Heavenly Demon Clan in the manor, an Amethyst Heavenly Demon with an old face was holding a book in the room and reading slowly, he was the guardian of the three Purple Shirts on this trip, Purple City, a powerful Demon Lord of the Amethyst Heavenly Demon Clan!

"This book is a bit exquisite, the old man really went to see the author of the book in the Five States Continent!"

Zicheng read the highlights of the book, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face.

In the Demon Realm, although their living habits are not much different from those on the Wuzhou Continent, the only thing about writing is far inferior to that side, which makes those who are interested in books often feel a little uncomfortable.

Zicheng was about to turn the page, but suddenly frowned a little and put down the book in his hand.

Because in the perception, there was already an extremely flustered pace outside the door.

"Squeak!"

The next moment, the door was pushed open, looking at the children of the clan with a flustered expression, Zicheng frowned even more, and opened his mouth to scold:

"As an Amethyst Heavenly Demon, what made you so flustered?"

When the disciple heard this, he was drenched in sweat and stammered what he had just seen at the gate of the courtyard.

When he finished speaking, he waited for a moment and didn't get a response, and when he looked up, Zicheng's figure was long gone!