Long Split Cang and Long Yuyang still looked disdainful, sitting proudly on the seat, looking at Zhao Xun and the other four with disdain.

All the demons around them looked at everyone curiously, although they knew that Ying Xiongkong was planning to compete with the young powerhouses of the human race, but they had no malicious intentions towards these four people.

The strong in the demon clan is respected, and Zhao Xun can let Ying Xiongkong take the initiative to declare war, which means that his strength is enough.

Since it is strong, then there will be no noise.

At this time, Zhao Xun and Ying Xiongkong had already faced each other.

Since Zhao Xun walked out of the crowd, Ying Xiongkou was calmly looking at each other.

Zhao Xun has been fighting wildly for half his life, his body is full of fierce and ferocious, and the tiger sword in his eyebrows is even more vicious, just standing there, Ying Xiongkong feels as if there is an ancient white tiger entrenched here, roaring again and again.

Yingxiong pondered for a moment, and arched his hand: "Brother Zhao, are you willing to fight here?"

"Good. ”

Ying Xiongkong's eyes jumped, and the moment Zhao Xun spoke, he only felt that the white tiger seemed to have slowly stood up, and a monstrous aura rushed straight in.

On the seats on the side, all the demon cultivators above the fusion stage had a slight change in their expressions, and they also felt the evil aura on Zhao Xun's body.

"Eagle in the sky. ”

"Zhao Xun. ”

Ying Xiongkong's eyes narrowed, the demonic power in his body suddenly operated, and a haughty momentum burst out, and everyone felt that at this moment, Ying Xiongkong's body seemed to burst out with thousands of long swords.

Zhao Xun snorted coldly, raised his hand and shook it, and the red light that burst out of his eyebrows directly turned into a tiger murder knife.

In an instant, the white tiger's coercion burst out.

In an instant, many demon cultivators around them changed color, and many low-level demon cultivators were directly frightened by the coercion and fainted to the ground.

"The blood of the White Tiger!"

"Could this person be a descendant of the White Tiger?"

Xue Yunshan and the Eagle Old Demon both changed their expressions and looked at Zhao Xun in horror.

The eagle let out a long roar in the air, and the wings behind it spread out, and each feather on the three-meter-long wings burned like flames.

At first glance, it was as if his wings had been burned by golden flames.

The eagle roared loudly in the air, and suddenly jumped up, and the whole person was like a golden wind that swept up vertically and horizontally, carrying the golden flames in the sky, and attacked Zhao Xun directly.

Zhao Xun roared lowly, and the Tiger Spirit Knife was horizontal in front of him, and the speed of the eagle was so fast, but in the blink of an eye, it had already pounced on his body, and his hands were claws, and he grabbed it.

But he didn't want his hands to just stick out, Zhao Xun suddenly let out a tiger roar from his mouth, and the whole murderous knife swept out suddenly, and the strong knife wind was as sharp as Gang, and he wanted to cut the eagle Xiongkong at the waist.

Yingxiong's empty eyes jumped, and the whole person actually ignored inertia and retreated back, avoiding Zhao Xun's knife.

"Wind Knife, Wind Dance!"

He retreated, but Zhao Xun hurried to catch up, and before he could catch up, the murder knife in Zhao Xun's hand had already rotated rapidly, and as the long knife rotated, a stream of air visible to the naked eye swept up along the blade, slashing the eagle into the sky.

The eagle roared in the air, and the golden flame behind him rolled, and suddenly the speed of his whole person increased several times, and his body shook, turning into a streamer to bypass the sword power in the sky, and pounced on Zhao Xun.

However, at the same time as Eagle Xiongkong bypassed the sword strength, Zhao Xun burst out with a stream of golden light, and the next moment, all these golden lights seeped into his skin.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles in his body directly swelled, and he instantly turned into a giant man with a height of two and a half meters.

Just when the eagle finally pounced on Zhao Xun's side, Zhao Xun turned around at a speed that did not lose to the eagle at all, and swung his knife straight away, the knife was fierce and ferocious.

Ying Xiongkong's face changed greatly, and the whole person avoided it again, and the eagle claws in both hands grabbed wildly, constantly stabbing towards Zhao Xun's body.

"Earth Knife Towering Kunlun. ”

The murder knife in Zhao Xun's hand must have been, and at this moment, Yingxiong's hollow head jumped.

In his thoughts, although he struck out thousands of claws, Zhao Xun seemed to turn into a towering mountain at this moment, and his claw strength was a hurricane, even if the hurricane was fierce, it couldn't even blow this mountain.

"The golden knife is immense. ”

Zhao Xun blocked the claw strength of the eagle Xiongkong with a knife, and then the blade turned, like a thunderbolt, and drew a residual light in mid-air, slashing towards the face of the eagle.

The eagle's wings trembled behind him, and the feathers stood upside down like a blade, and the whole person sped up several times in an instant, and swooped up.

Zhao Xun held the Tiger Spirit Knife in his hand and showed his own knife skills to meet the attack.

Both of them are extremely strong and incredibly fast.

The eagle is a sky eagle, and its wings flick for thousands of miles.

Zhao Xun's infinite power can also provide unlimited speed, and the two of them actually fought evenly for a while.

"Happy, happy!"

The eagle laughed in the air, and circled around Zhao Xun wildly, and the whole person directly formed a strong wind, turning into a sky of knives and slashing towards Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun frowned slightly, the blade was horizontal, and he suddenly probed directly into the tornado that enveloped him, the blade pushed and stirred along the wind, and then drew the knife out, only to see that there were several traces of blood on the blade.

At the moment when he drew his knife out, the eagle roared in the air, and the whole person directly jumped back more than ten meters away, looking at Zhao Xun in amazement.

Everyone was even more in an uproar, only to see that there was a knife mark on the back of the eagle.

The scar was not deep, only a few centimeters deep, but the blow to the demons was incomparably huge.

Eagle Xiongkong is famous for his speed, and even Xue Xianyi, the top of the four heroes, may not be able to beat him in speed.

However, Zhao Xun actually injured him in the high-speed movement of the eagle, if it spread, Zhao Xun would definitely become famous in the East China Sea.

"Good, good, good," Ying Xiongkong's eyes were not full of resentment, but were full of fiery battle intent, "Brother Zhao's sword skills are superb, Ying admires!"

"Talent supernatural power, Thousand Feather Flame Sword!"

The eagle raised his head in the air and roared, and the golden flame on the wings behind his back actually came out of his body in an instant, turning into a golden flame sword in the sky, rotating around the eagle's sky.

"Kill!"

Zhao Xun's eyes burst out with fierce fighting intent, and with a kick under his feet, the infinite power was sent to the extreme, and the whole person rushed straight up like a hurricane, and the blade even appeared in the shape of a tiger, roaring again and again.

The eagle's empty body shook, as if he was hurrying forward, and the golden flame sword around his body rose vertically and horizontally, slashing down like an overwhelming slash.

Although Zhao Xun's sword skills were powerful, he was obviously unable to deal with thousands of long swords at the same time.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xun raised his head and let out a loud roar, and the roar formed a wave of qi visible to the naked eye, rolling out in a wavy shape.

These waves of qi were like substances, and they actually blocked the countless feather swords.

Ying Xiong flipped it in his empty hand, and a golden long sword was already in his hand, and his whole body shook and disappeared directly in place.

At the same time, the golden flame sword in the sky roared up, and the temperature of the entire square was as high as tens of thousands of degrees, and the surrounding demons felt sweating all over.

Zhao Xun roared again and again, and when he roared dozens of times, a white tiger phantom appeared above his head, entrenched in mid-air, looking up to the sky and roaring.

At this moment, an unspeakable coercion erupted.

The White Tiger is one of the four holy beasts of the beast world, and has unimaginable coercion over the beast clan.

For a while, around the square, all the demon cultivators who belonged to the beasts were prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, even if they were still in the old stage, they couldn't resist the fear in the blood.

This white tiger phantom was entrenched in the sky, and it actually roared wildly instead of Zhao Xun, and the waves of Dao Qi surged vertically and horizontally, bombarding those golden flame long swords into smithereens.

Zhao Xun held the knife in both hands, closed his eyes suddenly, and stood silently in place.

Suddenly, a blazing light erupted in Zhao Xun's closed eyes, and the Tiger Fierce Knife in his hand jumped up, swept out like thunder, and slashed towards his right side.

As far as the blade reached, the eagle suddenly appeared in the sky, and the long sword in his hand slashed straight out, meeting the blade.

With a bang, the eagle was slashed into the air by Zhao Xun, but fortunately, the wings behind him spread out, and he quickly stabilized his body.

Zhao Xun's feet shook, and his feet sank into the ground in an instant, and then he kicked under his feet and jumped out again.

"Brother Zhao, the next move is the strongest move of Ying, if Brother Zhao takes it, then Ying is willing to admit defeat!"

Ying Xiongkong held the golden iron long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of battle intent, and as soon as the long sword was raised, countless feathers swept back, turning into countless golden flames and submerging into the golden iron long sword.

"Feather Mang Sword, Young Master Eagle actually took out the Feather Mang Sword!"

"This is Eagle Xiongkong's natal sword! It is said that it was once stained with the blood of Tianpeng. ”