The two true disciples, Wu Qingchen and Mo Shengsheng, started a gambling battle during the battle because of their conflict of spirits, which surprised Du Feiyun. Since then, he has also seen some clues and has some understanding of the subtle relationship between the true disciples.
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In the square, there is a battlefield where Xuanmen monks below the Xiantian stage fight and fight with demons below the Demon King level. Ten feet high in the sky is the stage where the Xiantian stage monks fight to the death with the powerful Demon King.
Wu Qingchen and Mo Jingchen, each commanding the innate-stage monks below them, vibrated their wings and floated in the air, looking at each other, with strong fighting intentions bursting out.
However, the two true disciples, who were high above and enjoyed the admiration and adoration of everyone, never imagined that among the crowd below, there would actually be an outer disciple who had an idea for them.
The light of the sword suddenly appeared, the brilliance of Yuanli burst out, and the bloody storm began, and the gambling battle between the two true disciples also officially began.
Wu Qingchen vibrated the golden wings, controlled the golden sword that was more than ten feet long, and took the lead to kill the Duanyang Demon King in the air opposite. Behind him, eight Xiantian disciples also shouted in low voices, under Wu Qingchen's instruction.
, rushed towards the six powerful demon kings on the opposite side.
It seemed that Wu Qingchen was determined to win the bet and win back the victory. He and his eight innate-stage disciples targeted the seven demon kings on the opposite side and were bound to kill them on the spot.
In the Duanyang tribe, there were only twelve strong demon kings present at this time, seven of whom were taken over by Wu Qingchen, and there were only five remaining. Even if Mo Mingcheng succeeded in killing these five strong demon kings, he still lost to Wu Qingchen.
Qingchen.
"It's a good plan, but it's too arrogant. A trapped beast is still fighting. Aren't you afraid of the backlash?" Mo Gaosheng also understood Wu Qingchen's intention and murmured to himself in a low voice. Then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, he raised his big hand
With a wave, he led the seven innate-stage disciples behind him and rushed towards the five powerful demon kings on the opposite side.
The two true disciples instantly launched an offensive, outnumbering the enemy and dividing the twelve powerful demon kings into siege. In the air above the square, a dazzling Yuanli brilliance suddenly burst out, and the five-color halo circulated and overflowed with light.
Colorful, so spectacular.
Demon King Duanyang and Demon King Duanmu were fighting together at this time and were helping other demon kings resist Wu Qingchen's attack. Both of them had gloomy faces and were filled with murderous aura.
The Duanyang tribe suffered such a heavy blow and will definitely be wiped out today. Even the supreme magic treasure and the Demon Emperor's catalog were snatched away. Their losses are simply immeasurable, and the hatred they feel towards Wu Qingchen is even more indescribable.
"Wu Qingchen, even if I, Duanyang, die in battle today, I will definitely hold you back and never let you live a good life!" Demon King Duanyang roared while waving his huge spear light and launching a powerful attack.
Wu Qingchen didn't know that she had unintentionally taken the blame for someone and was considered to be the culprit who stole the Demon Emperor's catalog. Hearing the decisive roar of Demon King Duanyang, he just curled his lips in disdain, Yun Danfengqing
The sound spread throughout the audience.
"Demon King Duanyang, I advise you to surrender without mercy. I, Wu Qingchen, can show mercy and give you a whole body. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place."
The righteous path of Xuanmen and the demons are naturally at odds with each other, and there is no room for buffering. To the ears of the Xuanmen monks, Wu Qingchen's arrogant words sounded like a heroic and domineering performance, which immediately boosted their morale.
At this point, both sides can only end the battle with their lives, and they must fight to the death to stop. Demon King Duanyang no longer wastes his words, grits his teeth and has a sullen face, and attacks the Xiantian disciples of Liuyun Sect with all his strength.
In the sky above the square, nearly thirty Xiantian-stage warriors fought hard, causing the entire place to burst out with energy, overflowing with brilliance, and the momentum was extremely huge. The shock waves from the confrontation between the two sides smashed the dark clouds in the sky into pieces.
The entire mountain peak was shaken by the impact, and people below the square were accidentally injured from time to time.
Du Feiyun mingled among the crowds of people, following many Liuyun Sect disciples as they advanced, forcing the demons to retreat step by step, while focusing on the battle in the sky.
Wearing a green robe, he is inconspicuous among thousands of disciples, and he usually does not attack, obviously conserving his strength. After being on the mountain for so long, he has paid attention to the major disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect many times.
reaction, only to find that all the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect turned a blind eye to him.
It seems that no one is interested in him, and no one knows that he is the murderer of Qing Yang, Qin Shounan and others. Since then, he has become more relieved.
At this moment, an extremely powerful shock wave suddenly burst out in the air, and golden and ice-blue brilliance burst out, drowning a piece of blood-red brilliance.
Amidst the shocking explosion, there was also a shrill scream. Amidst the brilliance of Yuanli like a mushroom cloud, a tall figure covered in blood was falling from the sky.
A powerful demon king was killed!
Du Feiyun's attention had been focused on the battle in the sky. At this time, he saw seven or eight Xiantian disciples under Wu Qingchen, working together to kill a powerful demon king, and he immediately made a judgment and reaction.
I saw that Du Feiyun, who had been following the crowd quietly, suddenly jumped out at this moment, flashing like a fish in the crowd, and had already jumped hundreds of feet away in a few breaths.
The strong Demon King in black iron armor suddenly fell from the sky and was less than five feet above the ground. He was about to hit the two outer disciples of Liuyun Sect below him.
At this time, Du Feiyun slightly bent his legs, jumped with all his strength, jumped on top of the two outer disciples, and pulled the body of the strong Demon King aside. Immediately afterwards, his figure slowly fell, and the strong Demon King
The corpse of the deceased was also quietly put into the storage space.
As soon as his figure landed on the ground, the two outer disciples, who had been unable to escape and were still in shock, reacted. They looked at him with excitement, bowed gratefully and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for saving me!"
"Uh..." Du Feiyun, who was about to run away, stopped, turned around and nodded to the two outer disciples, and then disappeared into the crowd.
After receiving the corpse of a powerful demon king, Du Feiyun showed a smile on his face, and he was looking forward to it. As long as he collected the corpses of ten powerful demon kings, he could complete the sect's mission and receive a huge reward.
He was still walking among the crowd, not attracting any attention, and his attention was always on the fighting and fighting in the sky, always keeping himself under the powerful demon kings.
Not long after, the seven innate-stage disciples under Mo Jingcheng also joined forces to perform formations and killed a severely injured demon king on the spot. The demon king was so miserable that only half of his body was left, and the rest were half.
Then they will be twisted into powder by the innate Qi.
The disciples of the Liuyun Sect below were fighting fiercely with the demons. They never noticed the corpse of the powerful demon king falling. By the time they noticed something strange above their heads, the huge energy aura and blood-colored magic light splashing out, it was already too late.
The crowd was so crowded that the Liuyun Sect disciples were unable to dodge. They were about to be hit by a corpse splashing with Yuan Power and blood-red magic light. However, they found a figure suddenly leaping out of the crowd, and then pulled the corpse aside.
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The few Liuyun Sect disciples who luckily escaped the disaster breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that the senior brother who saved them at the critical moment had disappeared into the crowd together with the corpse of the powerful Demon King.
In the sky, more than 20 Xiantian-stage experts were fighting fiercely. They all used their most powerful moves to kill each other as quickly as possible. Mo Shengchen and Wu Qingchen also worked hard.
He secretly competed, and even used spiritual weapon-level magic weapons, just to kill enough demon kings as quickly as possible.
The Xuanmen monks below were avoiding the shock waves of elemental energy splashing high in the sky to avoid being accidentally injured, while they were approaching the Demon King's palace, suppressing the remaining hundreds of demons and forcing them to huddle in defense.
No one has ever noticed that every time a corpse of a strong demon king falls, a figure waiting in advance will jump up, then put away the corpse of the strong demon king, and then disappear into the crowd.
An hour later, Du Feiyun was still hiding in the crowd in a low-key manner, pretending to fight hard, but with a smile on his face and secret joy in his heart.
In just one hour, nine of the twelve powerful demon kings have fallen, and now only the two brothers Duanyang and Duanmu are left, as well as another stronger demon king.
Below, hundreds of demons have also been forced back to the gate of the Demon King's Palace, leaving less than a hundred people. By now, the battle situation has been decided, the Duanyang tribe is exhausted, and it will be destroyed today, and it will still be in a quarter of an hour.
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High in the sky, Mo Gaoyan and the seven innate-stage disciples below him had killed all five powerful demon kings. At this time, they did not stop and rushed towards Wu Qingchen.
Wu Qingchen and other nine Xiantian monks joined forces to deal with the seven powerful demon kings. They spent all their efforts and only managed to kill four of them until now. In comparison, they were already at a disadvantage. Bi Mo
The depression slowed down a bit.
Seeing that Mo Shengchen came forward with his disciples again, trying to kill even the last three powerful demon kings, Wu Qingchen was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Now, he regretted that he shouldn't have taken care of everything just now.
If I had to surround the seven demon kings, I wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation now.
Seeing Mo Shengchen and seven disciples rushing towards him from the sky, Wu Qingchen's face turned dark, he gritted his teeth and roared, and ordered the eight innate monks to join forces to form a Qingfengfuyun Sword Formation and launch a unique move.
Sword light suddenly bloomed all over the sky, and thousands of dazzling sword shadows completely enveloped the Demon King's Palace, wrapping the three remaining Demon Kings, Duanyang and Duanmu, in it.
As long as this move successfully kills the three demon kings, Wu Qingchen will be able to surpass Mo Fangshen, win the gambling battle, and win back the victory.
Unexpectedly, Duanyang and Duanmu, seeing that the situation was over, knew that they had to escape and conserve their strength, so they detonated a low-grade spiritual weapon-level spear on the spot. In the shadow of the sword in the sky, a blood-red brilliance like a mushroom cloud suddenly appeared.
It exploded, carrying unparalleled monstrous demonic energy, rushing towards the surroundings.
The monstrous blood light collided with the heavy sword shadows, causing an earth-shattering sound. The air in a radius of hundreds of feet was cut into pieces, and the dazzling brilliance spread hundreds of miles away.
Duanyang endured the pain and detonated his spiritual spear. Although the loss was huge, he was lucky enough to escape with his life. He and Duanmu escaped several hundred feet away, but were seriously injured and did not die.
Wu Qingchen was also shaken back by the huge explosion, and several of the Xiantian disciples below him were also injured by the shock, falling like kites with broken strings.
Mixed in among the fallen figures was a corpse of the Demon King that was riddled with holes. Just as the Demon King's corpse fell to the ground, a figure flashed out like a ghost, pulled the corpse away, and then rushed into the crowd.
Disappear.
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