Zhan Wujue finally couldn't help but play.

but.

His current pressure is greater than that of others.

In his opinion, if even he is defeated, the human race will have no hope.

So in this battle, he not only wants to win, but also wants to win beautifully, leaving his spare time to deal with the remaining demon masters.

Under the anticipated eyes of everyone, Zhan Wujue slowly walked into the field.

Zhan Wujue walked to Chi Hong and launched an offensive against the latter before he came up.

He looked up and down Chi Hong's body, and finally took a deep breath, grabbed his right hand, and a sword appeared in his hand.

at the same time.

Zhan Wujue activates his spiritual power and his breath climbs rapidly. When the breath reaches its peak, he takes decisive action. The powerful spiritual power surges into the sword and slashes out with one knife. The sword energy bursts out, like a peerless ferocious dragon, slashing hard at Chi Hong a hundred meters away.

Before the sword energy arrived, the air around Chi Hong's body began to shatter, and his clothes were flying.

Facing Zhan Wujue's sharp sword, a solemn look rarely passed through Chi Hong's eyes. Zhan Wujue was stronger than Zhao Xin, Zhou Wuya, and Huangfu Ling.

If he takes it lightly, he may be injured.

Chi Hong took a sudden step, the earth shook sharply, the void swayed, and his ferocious fist swept with an extremely violent aura, and he punched the sword energy that was slashing at the rapid slash.

A creak!

The sharp sword energy that was enough to break the mountain and crack the ground actually collapsed in the collision with Chi Hong's fist and turned into a light spot in the sky.

Seeing this, Zhan Wujue's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't hold back at all when he had a knife just now. He was confident that even a warrior who had just entered the Qi Transformation Realm would not have thought that he could shatter his sword energy so easily.

But Chi Hong did it.

Not only did it be done.

And it looks relaxed.

"Although I don't like Zhan Wujue, I have to admit that he is very strong. In this battle, he shouldn't lose to the guy from the Fire Demon clan, right?"

Ye Qianxing stared at the battlefield and murmured.

Xu Chen glanced at Ye Qianxing and said, "In terms of strength, Zhan Wujue is indeed stronger than Zhao Xin, Huangfu Ling and Zhou Wuya, but it is still not easy to defeat Chi Hong."

Ye Qianxing looked at Xu Chen and said sadly: "If even Zhan Wujue was defeated, then we would really have no hope. If the wheel battle was defeated, the Demon Slaying Sword Master really fulfilled the agreement with the Demon Clan and handed over the Demon Clan to the Demon Clan, what should we do? Will the Demon Clan let us go? Even if we can leave the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan will completely occupy the Demon Clan and wield the army to attack the Zhenwu Continent. Our Demon Clan will be the first to be hit. At that time, the Demon Clan will definitely suffer from the desolation and countless casualties."

Xu Chen frowned.

No one wants to see the scene described by Ye Qianxing.

"Don't worry, the human race will not lose."

After hearing Xu Chen's words, Ye Qianxing smiled and thought that Xu Chen was comforting him.

In fact, at this time of war, rational people already knew that they would definitely lose. Even if Zhan Wujue really defeated Chi Hong, how many of the subsequent nine demon masters could Zhan Wujue deal with?

Seeing Ye Qianxing's expression, Xu Chen knew that Ye Qianxing didn't believe it, but he couldn't say it clearly at this moment. Even if he said it, he probably wouldn't believe it. In Ye Qianxing's opinion, he might not even be as good as Zhao Xin.

Xu Chen shook his head, stopped talking, and continued to watch the increasingly fierce battle in the field.

Zhan Wujue saw Chi Hong smashing his full strength with one punch, holding a sword in his hand and slashing towards Chi Hong with a fierce momentum. When Chi Hong was still thirty or forty meters away, he jumped into the air. The sword was wrapped in a powerful spiritual power and slashed out with anger.

The sword energy is like a mountain or a sea, with a majestic momentum, with a breath that engulfs everything and suppresses all things.

"This human race is barely enough. Although it is not as good as Chi Hong, it should cause some trouble for Chi Hong!"

"The sword technique is good. This person should be a peerless genius among the human race."

"The peerless genius of the human race is just like this!"

"The human race is weak, and the peerless genius naturally cannot compete with the geniuses of our demon race."

"I don't know how many moves Chi Hong will use to defeat this human warrior."

"Thirty moves!"

"I guess it's fifty moves!"

"No matter how many moves it is, Chi Hong showed his face in front of Lord Mo Ke, and with his own strength, he defeated eight human warriors. It seems that this human warrior will not last long. If this person is defeated, then nine people will be there. The last person will be defeated by Chi Hong, and one will be defeated by one. Lord Mo Ke will be very happy and will highly reward Chi Hong."

"If I had known that the human race was so weak, I would have been the first to play."

Experts from the demon clan were talking a lot.

Facing Zhan Wujue's sword, Chi Hong held his right hand with a weak grip, and black flames flowed in it, as if he was holding a sun.

"Bang!"

The space shook, and he took a step forward suddenly, and punched him towards the terrifying sword aura that was as good as mountains and seas.

"boom!"

The punch that Chi Hong burst out was fierce and domineering, and the terrifying sword energy as if it were as mountains and seas. After colliding with the fist force, it not only did not gain any advantage, but was instead shattered by Chi Hong's fist force.

"Swoosh! Swosh! Swosh! Swosh! Swosh!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!!"

The sword energy exploded and turned into countless residual sword energy as big as raindrops, scattering and scattering, hitting the void with chaos. Some of the remaining sword energy slashed on the earth, adding countless wounded marks to the already devastated earth.

With all his strength, Zhan Wujue did not gain any advantage. He looked cold and swept towards Chi Hong like an arrow.

With the extreme explosion, his speed was very fast, and his body rubbed against the air and made a thunderous sound.

After a fight, Chi Hong had already figured out Zhan Wujue's strength. In terms of combat power, he was naturally not as good as him, but the two sides had not reached an insurmountable level, so he did not dare to be careless at all when fighting Zhan Wujue.

Seeing that Zhan Wujue's speed suddenly increased, Chi Hong chose to retreat and did not give Zhan Wujue any chance.

"Tread the sky!"

Seeing that Chi Hong actually chose to retreat, Zhan Wujue roared, stepped on his feet in the air, leaving a series of footprints, and his speed also increased again and again. After a few steps, the man had already appeared in front of Chi Hong. The sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling sword energy. His right hand exerted force and actually slashed out seven swords in one breath.

Zhan Wujue originally thought that Chi Hong was retreating, facing his fierce attack, would be in a hurry and give him an opportunity to take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, when he attacked, Chi Hong not only stopped retreating, but instead tilted his toes and rose up from the ground, and rushed towards him fiercely.

Chi Hong soared into the sky, and the demon fire burned around him as if from hell. His hands clenched into fists. In the shrill sound of breaking through the air, his fists were as fast as a phantom, attacking alternately quickly.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!!!"

The force of fist and knife energy collided continuously.

Every collision is a movement that causes the sky to collapse and the earth to break.

The seven sword energy was defeated by the seven fist force that Chi Hong blasted out.

When the last sword energy broke, a sword suddenly appeared and slashed at Chi Hong's head.

Zhan Wujue chose the right time. At this moment, Chi Hong had just defeated the sword energy and was at a time when the front force had already been exerted.

If it were someone else, he would definitely not be able to resist the sword that Zhan Wujue slashed at this time.

But Chi Hong is not an ordinary person after all.

When he slashed the sword in front of him, he forced a breath and punched him in an unreasonable manner.

The fist was in a destructive and destructive manner, and it was firmly in a fierce battle with the long sword.

"Clang!"

Mars are splashing everywhere.

"What a terrifying power."

Zhan Wujue's face suddenly changed, and his arm was shocked by the terrifying power that was blasting into the long sword, and his mouth cracked, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword.

Zhan Wujue was shocked. Chi Hong fought eight battles in succession, but his strength was still so powerful that there was no sign of serious consumption.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a powerful shock wave erupted from where the fist and the long sword collided, separating the two.

Both of them retreated at the same time.

Zhan Wujue retreated and then retreated, and even retreated for more than 30 steps. Seeing Chi Hong only took nine steps back, the judgment was obvious.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Xin and others looked so ugly.

In this battle, Zhan Wujue is not sure of winning.

Even if you win, how many more will Zhan Wujue still have to deal with the next battle?

The defeat of the human race has been decided.

Above the void.

The powerful demon clan laughed.

Smiling unrestrainedly.

At the beginning, the demon race launched a large-scale attack on the Wilderness Martial Realm and was blocked by the Martial Saint, leading many human masters. In that battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and he was even more severely injured. In the end, the Dragon Saint burned his life span and suppressed him.

Now, not only did he escape from the trap, but he also saw that the Huangwu Realm was about to fall into the hands of their demons without spending a single soldier. How could he be unhappy?

"Slaying the Demon, the battle has come to this point, and the outcome is obvious. Do you have anything else to say?"

Moko laughed.

The Demon-Slaying Sword was silent.

Mo Ke reminded with a smile: "The human race has been defeated. I hope you will keep your promise and leave the Wilderness Realm on your own initiative."

If it were a saint of the human race, I would rather tear down the promise than give up the Wild Martial Realm easily.

Because the strategic position of the Huangwu Realm is too important.
To be continued...