In this restriction, the demon cultivator repeatedly begged for mercy, because he knew how powerful this demon envoy was, and it was almost impossible to resist and escape.
"Ling'er, now it's your turn to show off!"
Long Ao smiled and let go of the demon cultivator, and then retreated to the restricted corner. Chi You and others also followed suit.
Long Ling smiled slightly, and then strode towards the middle-stage Mahayana demon cultivator, exuding a strong will to fight.
However, contrary to Long Ling, the demon cultivator in the middle stage of Mahayana knelt down directly on the ground and begged Long Ao for mercy, without any fighting spirit.
Long Ling used the flying sword, but was speechless at this enemy, because he was so frightened that he still dared to fight with him.
"Brother Long, you see this is too unchallenging. You have scared him. How can I fight him?"
Long Ling turned back and smiled bitterly.
Everyone also shook their heads. The demon cultivator had lost his fighting spirit, so there was no test at all. Among masters of the same level, a strong one could easily win a battle at the same level.
"Don't worry, I have a way to let them have a real fight!" Long Ao said with a smile.
When everyone was confused, Long Ao asked the middle-stage Mahayana man: "Boy, do you want to live?"
"Sir Messenger, I think so!" the man said excitedly.
"Very good, then I will give you a way! If you can defeat her, who is an opponent of the same level, you can survive, how about that?"
Long Ao smiled lightly.
The demon cultivator glanced at Long Ling suspiciously. He probably felt the strength of Long Ling, but he did not believe the words of the demon envoy. He immediately asked: "Did the envoy keep his words?"
"Hmph! If you don't believe it, I will kill you right now!"
Long Ao suddenly exuded a domineering aura, which went straight towards the middle-stage Mahayana demon cultivator.
"Sir Messenger, no! I believe in you!" the demon cultivator in the middle stage of Mahayana shouted.
"Well! Then, prepare to fight for your life! If you lose, your soul will also be devoured! You should understand the consequences! Therefore, you can only survive if you win and defeat her.
Hope! This demon is optimistic about you!"
When Long Ao said this, his tone was full of bewitching, but this just happened to enhance the momentum of the demon cultivator.
Not long after, the demon cultivator stood up from the ground, his aura rapidly increasing, and his fighting spirit was increasing crazily, and in the end it was no weaker than the fighting spirit exuded by the dragon spirit.
"I will fight for my life! You will definitely lose!" The demon cultivator said one word at a time, and a silver flying sword flashed out of his hand.
"I will fight to devour your soul! You are dead."
Long Ling said proudly, the fighting spirit in his heart increasing again.
"Brother Long, you cheered up that demon cultivator with just one sentence. I really admire you!" Chi You couldn't help but say.
"Haha, don't keep flattering me! If you flatter me too much, I will feel numb. In fact, some things are very simple. As long as you learn to think, you will definitely be smarter than me in the future!" Long Ao laughed.
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Chi You nodded, and at this time, the battle between the two had begun.
Long Ling exudes its own momentum and allows the opponent to attack first, because Long Ling can easily suppress the opponent just by relying on its sword cultivation advantage.
After the two sides exchanged a move, the difference was immediately clear. Long Ling's strength was obviously superior.
"kill!"
The demon cultivator had no escape route and fought for his life, so he naturally exerted his ultimate strength.
Teleport!
The demon cultivator actually launched a teleportation attack on Long Ling, which made Long Ling a little angry. Could it be that the opponent's ability to bully him was not as good as his?
The battle between the two was very fierce, because the demon cultivator did not hesitate to lose both sides, which made Long Ling a little timid, so he did not have an overwhelming advantage at first.
Long Ao felt that apart from himself, Long Ling should be regarded as the person with the best talent, even surpassing the talents of Long Zhu and Chi You. Therefore, against opponents of the same level, almost no one could beat Long Ling.
The outcome of the two has already been decided, it's just a matter of time. There is another one, that is how Long Ling can use its own flames to suppress the opponent's soul body and prevent the soul body from self-destruction. This is the real test.
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The demon cultivator also believes that Long Ling is the most difficult to deal with among the masters at the same level. She is faster than him, and her energy is much stronger than him. Her attack methods are even weirder, almost all of which are unexpected.
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Tsk!
Purple-gold flames surged out of Long Ling's flying sword, which surprised Long Ao. She was completely replicating her own training method, and she could actually use the flying sword to blend into the flames. In this way, she
The combat effectiveness is undoubtedly greatly increased.
The demon cultivator was frightened again and frantically used magic skills to improve his skills, but he was still no match for Long Ling.
In less than three minutes, with a shrill scream, the body of the demon cultivator fell under Long Ling's sword.
Long Ling could actually kill the opponent instantly within a few moves. The reason why he delayed until now was to make the opponent relax his vigilance.
Whoosh!
The dragon spirit teleported, and its teleportation speed was almost as fast as that of a late-stage Mahayana cultivator. When she reappeared, a large ball of terrifying purple-gold flames had enveloped the demon cultivator's soul body.
"Ah!" The demon cultivator's soul frantically wanted to break out of the encirclement of the purple-gold flames. Unfortunately, after one trial, the body of the soul shrank by one-fifth, and part of the soul was swallowed up by the purple-gold flames.
"The soul explodes!"
The demon cultivator roared with his last strength, and the voice frightened the dragon spirit and released more than twice the amount of flames again.
"Ah! How is it possible that it can't self-destruct?" The demon cultivator almost went crazy, wailing in fear.
Long Ao smiled slightly and nodded to Long Ling. Her method was basically the same template as his own.
Long Ling was not skilled in the operation, but in the end he finally controlled the purple-gold flame to compress the demon cultivator's soul into a ball and caught it in his hand.
Long Ao felt that what Long Ling did was nothing, but Chi You and others were stunned. Even Long Zhu looked at the purple-gold flame in Long Ling's hand with envy.