Manzhu was defeated, and she was defeated neatly! On the eastern platform, everyone in the Holy Dynasty watched this scene bitterly and helplessly.

They knew that if Manzhu lost, their Holy Dynasty was basically out of the way, so who else would be Yueli's opponent?

"Sect Master! Are you okay?"

Qiu Yue of the Demon Sect and the left and right guardians rushed out and helped up the injured Manzhu. After discovering the latter's injuries, their faces looked a little ugly.

Manzhu's injuries were enough to be considered serious. His sternum was sunken, his internal organs were severely damaged, and even hemorrhage was leaking.

If Manzhu hadn't had strong enough strength and the spiritual power in her body wrapped around her internal organs, she might have been in danger of her life.

After all, Yue Li is very strong, and he didn't hold back at all that attack.

"Is there anyone else going to the Holy Dynasty?"

When Manzhu was brought back to the platform, Yueli, like a dancing butterfly, landed on the ring, raised her white and slender neck, and looked at the platform where the Holy Dynasty was located with a slightly provocative meaning.

Everyone in the Holy Dynasty looked aggrieved, but at the same time they were all very afraid.

Manzhu was easily defeated by Yueli, and the latter's imperial realm was very strange, so no one on their side would be his opponent.

"Since no one has fought in your Holy Dynasty, then give up! It's embarrassing to see you here!"

Yueli was like a proud little peacock, raised her chin and said proudly.

These words angered the people of the Holy Dynasty. Even the people around the square were very angry, and some even started to curse.

But more people turned their attention to the high platform in the east, showing hope, hoping that the Holy Divine Dynasty could send more powerful experts to cure the arrogant Yueli.

"Your Majesty! I'm sorry, I let you down!"

Manzhu returned to the platform and said to Zhao Ziye with some shame.

Zhao Ziye sighed softly and said softly: "Master Manzhu, you have done a good job. He defeated Shou Yuyu and Hongfu in a row, and saved a lot of face for our sacred dynasty!"

"Then next..." Manzhu looked at Yueli, who stood on the ring, like a proud peacock, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Let me do it! I can still fight, try to consume Yueli's strength, and then let Your Majesty, you will play in person!"

Ying Hong stepped out with a solemn expression.

Although he was defeated in the first battle, he was actually not seriously injured. During this period, he took precious healing pills and the injuries in his body were almost cured.

This time, there is no limit on the number of people in the Holy Dynasty. Although Ying Hong was defeated, as long as he could still fight, he could still go to the Holy Dynasty. This is also a small advantage for the Holy Dynasty at this genius conference.

Zhao Ziye looked at his third brother, patted the latter's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Third brother! You must be careful. Once you can't compete, you will immediately admit defeat! Safety is the most important thing now, do you know?"

Ying Hong smiled heartily and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I know!"

As he said that, Ying Hong took a step forward and rushed towards the arena. Before the people arrived, the sound of thunder had arrived first: "The Holy Dynasty Ying Hong, come again!"

Yue Li glanced at Ying Hong who was falling opposite, frowned and said, "You are not even Shou Yuyu, are you coming up to seek death?"

Ying Hong sneered: "That may not be true. Different martial arts are incompatible. I think my martial arts can restrain your martial arts, so come and try it."

Yue Li was as bright as a mirror, understood Ying Hong's purpose, and sneered: "Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"

As she said that, Yueli instantly unfolded the imperial domain and wrapped around the ring, and she disappeared from the spot like a white thunder, rushing towards Ying Hong.

Ying Hong's face was solemn, and he immediately opened his body and avoided it.

In the blink of an eye, Yueli appeared at Ying Hong's original place. Seeing the latter retreating and avoiding her, she snorted coldly, stepped on her feet, bent her body in the air, and continued to rush towards Ying Hong.

The two chased and fled, and kept spinning around the ring.

Although Ying Hongyuan is not Yueli's opponent, his body movements are very good. As soon as he goes on the ring, he insists on not fighting head-on with Yueli.

For a moment, Yueli could not do anything to Ying Hong. After all, she was also Emperor Wu, so it was difficult for her to defeat a powerful Emperor Wu who was determined to escape.

"Do you just run away?

Since we are all on the ring, let’s fight head-on!”

After a stick of incense, Yueli could not do anything to Ying Hong, and was a little angry, his chest kept rising and falling, and he was panting.

Ying Hong was silent and silently distanced himself from Yueli to prevent her from getting close to fight with him.

What Yueli said is right. He is not even Shou Yuyu. If he faces Yueli head-on, he will definitely lose.

Since his purpose is to consume Yueli, there is no need to rush up and fight him head-on. This is simply a search for abuse.

"The rules on the ring didn't say that you must fight head-on, right?

If you have the ability, then catch up with me!"

Ying Hong said lightly.

Yue Li sneered and said, "My body skills are indeed not as good as you, but you have also fallen into my trap! Now, it's time to close the net!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Hong's pupils shrank slightly, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his mind.

Then, in the shadow of his feet, a moon blade quietly rushed out and slashed towards his body from bottom to top, trying to cut him off.

Ying Hong stepped on his feet and quickly retreated toward the rear, but he was still one step slower. The speed of this moon blade was more than just above his.

Puchi! Ying Hong's right arm was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and blood gushed out, spilling throughout the ring.

"ah!"

Ying Hong covered the wound on his right arm, let out a painful scream, and retreated repeatedly.

But before he could react, a terrifying wind came ahead of him.

Yue Li moved, and he was approaching. His jade hand turned into a palm, turning into a shadow of the palm, roaring on Ying Hong like a storm.

Bang bang bang! Ying Hongru was hit hard, flew backwards, and fell heavily under the ring.

Zhao Ziye and Cang Hongshen's faces changed drastically. They rushed out immediately and helped Ying Hong up.

After checking the injury, Zhao Ziye's eyes were extremely red. Even Cang Hongshen's face was as deep as the sea. It could be seen that he was trying hard to hide his anger.

Ying Hong's sternum and ribs were almost broken, and his internal organs were severely damaged, especially his dantian was cracked. If Yue Li took a little heavier action, Ying Hong's dantian would be destroyed directly.

The injury is already extremely serious. If you want to recover, you may need to take a long rest.

It can be said that Yueli showed no mercy at all.

"You are too much! Ying Hong is my royal family. Are you going to destroy him and make him unable to practice martial arts in the future?"

Zhao Ziye was completely angry and questioned Yueli.
Chapter completed!