Six flying swords circling around Jiang Yu, holding another flying sword in his hand. Flames of different colors were flying on the flying swords. Above the six flying swords, there were actually six flames of different colors, and the scorching aura spread on the ring, even the air was twisted.

Below the arena, from a distance, the cultivators were already feeling hot. The monks below the Venus realm within a thousand feet had their skin and their mouths and tongues.

The group of monks in the Venus Realm couldn't help but feel their hearts trembled. Jiang Yu's magic power was so deep that it was not ordinary Venus' sixth level. Even most monks at the peak of Venus' seventh level did not seem to be so powerful. It seems that the power of the fire-type star absorbed by Jiang Yu is extraordinary.

The hearts of the cultivators of the Burial Immortal Palace suddenly became heavy, and they all looked at the young man in red robe who was coming out of the team.

The ugly young man followed Jiang Yu onto the ring, with flames flying around him, and a piece of armor quickly surfaced. Then, the second piece of armor appeared. He actually followed suit and sacrificed two armors to protect him, but there were only two. Then, he sacrificed a square shield, a long spear, and two crescent-shaped monster blades surrounded by red flames hovering around him.

It was not over yet. When the young man stepped onto the ring, the demon clouds around him swelled up, and another red-patterned tiger with two heads was sacrificed. The tiger also had a ferocious appearance. As soon as the square appeared, Subaru roared angrily, and a rolling red flame rose around him with a thunderous sound.

When both sides stood firm on the ring, they were both armed to their teeth.

"Is this Dugu Xin?"

"That's right, it's him who killed Jinaocheng alone and became famous in one battle?"

"It became famous in a bullshit battle. This is a cruel butcher. Tens of thousands of cultivators in Jinao City have provoked him? In order to chase the so-called demon cultivator, he actually massacred the city and destroyed the pool, killing tens of thousands of cultivators, and only the burial palace can produce such a cruel person!"

"You speak quietly, I'm just a casual cultivator!"

"Dugu Xin?"

"Dugu Xin? He was not dead? Wasn't he killed by the Feather-Yuyi Immortal back then?"

"That was just a rumor. No one saw him being killed with his own eyes. Instead, the Yuyi Xian disappeared later, maybe..."

"What's there to hesitate? Isn't it just the old guys in the Burial Immortal Palace to protect their shortcomings?"

"Shh, whisper, can you say this casually?"

"It's unreasonable. Is this cruel butcher still alive?"

"Maybe they will die soon?"

"Want to speak?"

"So what if you're louder, I don't believe it anymore. Can Burial Palace kill all the people in the world?"

...

Under the ring, the appearance of the young man Dugu Xin in red robe was full of noise, and many monks were filled with righteous indignation.

Some of the cultivators in the Burial Palace were angry and looked around fiercely, while others looked embarrassed.

On the ring, the portal on the forbidden light curtain slowly disappeared. At the moment the portal disappeared, the young man in red robe Dugu Xin and Jiang Yu started moving together.

A red flame gun shadow roared at Jiang Yu. The flames suddenly flew around Dugu Xin and instantly turned into a fire man, but the figure was retreating and distanced from Jiang Yu.

The tiger roared and pounced on Jiang Yu, with fangs in its two bloody mouths, and a sharp claw wrapped in flames and slapped Jiang Yu hard.

Jiang Yu's figure disappeared out of thin air like teleportation, with a ball of runes flashing around him, and another talisman was sacrificed and slapped on him. It was a Fengxing talisman that could accelerate the movement of the monks.

Six flying swords burst out with six dazzling brilliances, attacking Dugu Xin and the tiger from six directions.

Jiang Yu was also flying around him, but the flames were extremely colorful and dazzling. He lightly tapped the sword in his hand, and a dense sword light hit Dugu Xin like a rainstorm.

In just a moment, the entire arena was covered with flames, and the struggle between the two quickly reached its peak.

The cultivators stared at the ring intently, but could only see the overwhelming flames, and could only see three shadows moving quickly in the flames.

Suddenly, a few dull sounds sounded, and the entire ring trembled violently, blocking the light curtain. The fighting sound was not loud, but the roar at this time was particularly loud. With the roar, another purple flame rose above the ring.

In the team of the Immortal Burial Palace, Bai Hong's face changed, and the tiger's face changed. The faces of the monks who survived by chance that day changed.

They were familiar with this sound. On that day, the strange magic weapon that severely damaged Bai Hong, sounded like this, and such purple flames rose.

"madman!"

Bai Hong murmured, with a complicated expression, and a pair of beautiful eyes were full of shock and puzzled. Is this Jiang Yu crazy? The arena space is so small and the power of that kind of magic weapon is so huge. Isn’t Jiang Yu afraid of blowing himself to death?

"madman!"

Hu Chi's heart was also shocked. It was so crazy. It was said that the disciples of the Burial Palace were crazy, and Jiang Yu seemed even more crazy.

A shrill tiger roar sounded, and above the ring, a huge figure flew high up in the flames, hit the forbidden light curtain, fell to the ground, struggled for a few times, and stopped moving. The other two figures quickly turned and moved. After a moment, one figure suddenly split into two and flew towards two different directions. The other figure rushed forward for a distance and stopped in the flames.

The sea of ​​fire that was flying all over the sky became a little weaker in an instant.

In just three or five breaths, most of the flames had dissipated. The cultivators looked at each other and stood in the center of the ring with a figure holding a long sword.

"Beihuan Immortal Palace won!"

"Dugu Xin... is dead?"

Many monks recognized who stood up at first sight.

On the Beihuan Immortal Palace, Yun Ye, Tu Lei, Qiu Xingkong and others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Qinglin, Blood Shadow, Murong Piaoxue and others looked at each other, and they could see the relaxation in each other's eyes.

Dugu Xin's magical powers are not weaker than Jiang Yu, and they are even stronger. With the tiger helping the battle, Jiang Yu noticed the crisis as soon as he took action and had to sacrifice three iron watermelons.

In this confined space, I suddenly encountered this loud noise that instantly shredded the eardrums, violent shock waves, and shrapnel flying everywhere. Dugu Xin and the tiger were directly hit and instantly turned into deaf, blind, internal organs, and meridians. They were all severely damaged and were killed by Jiang Yu without any resistance.

Jiang Yu's three-layer armor and the Vajra Talisman body cover are not guarding against the swords and guns in Dugu Xin's hand, but the iron watermelon, which is specially made of armor, can completely wrap the head, face, and even eyes can protect it firmly, which is particularly effective in protecting both ears.

However, Jiang Yu was not feeling well under the impact of the shock wave.

The ring ban light curtain was opened, Jiang Yu walked out with a long sword in his hand, the protective cover on the armor had disappeared, his expression was indifferent, but the cultivators could clearly see that there were wisps of blood oozing out from the corners of his mouth and in his nose, and the armor was covered with cracks in a row. There was a wound between his belly, which directly broke through three layers of armor, and blood stains were revealed. Judging from the appearance of the wound, it seemed that he was stabbed by Dugu Xin, and two claw marks on his back also scratched the outermost armor.

The time of this battle was only a little longer than the previous battle, but its danger was several times greater than that of the previous battle.

On the ring, the tiger corpse and Dugu Xin were gone. The strong smell of blood and another special smell floated around as the prohibited light curtain opened. This special smell was filled with a strange fragrance.

"good!"

Yin Kaitian suddenly roared, raised his hand and grabbed it from the air, and a powerful force emerged out of thin air. Jiang Yu, who had just stepped out of the ring, flew up uncontrollably and fell into the group of disciples of the Beihuan Immortal Palace in a flash.

Before the cultivators watching the battle could react, Jiang Yu's figure was already standing behind Tu Lei, Jiang Heng, Li Yu, Qinglin's body, and outside were groups of disciples from Beihuan Immortal Palace.

Let’s look at Yin Kaitian again, with excitement and pride on his face, Subaru looked provocatively and stared at the Knifeman in the group of disciples of the Burial Immortal Palace opposite.

Dao Kuang's face was so gloomy that it was daunting. His two sword eyebrows were raised high, looking at the ring and then Yin Kaitian. His eyes were like swords, making people dare not look directly at it.
Chapter completed!