It's just the original power, but it's still so vulnerable to the devil's magical power!
There is no way, it was just an automatic protection of the original power, and it had no effect at all.
"Oh, I give up!"
Yin Rourou screamed and flew back with the ancient mirror on her body.
The aftermath of that magical power engulfed Gu Jing and Yin Rourou, and a mouthful of blood stained Yin Rourou's dress. In an instant, she was seriously injured.
Fortunately, he was not dead, which made Ling Tian, who was standing on the mountain wall in the distance, let out a sigh of relief.
However, the Demon King did not want to let Yin Rourou go, so Jimo ordered that she must be killed. If he failed, he would lose his face!
"Take your life!"
The Demon King flew towards him, but at the same time, before Ling Tian could take action, among the humans, Li Futu stepped forward, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared instantly. At the same time, among the Dark Demon Clan, Jimo Ye Leng
With a snort, the demonic body stepped forward and disappeared.
The next moment, the entire space suddenly shook, and then there was a loud thunderous noise. The space somewhere above the battlefield instantly shattered. Thousands of space cracks spread out like spider webs in all directions. Two figures appeared from it,
Each retreated violently.
These two people were none other than Jimo from the Dark Demon Clan and Li Futu from the Human Clan. At this time, Li Futu was holding Yin Rourou in his arms. Seeing the pain on the beauty's face, he felt even more pity in his heart.
"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, I won't let them hurt you again!"
"Go away, go away, I hate you!"
But Yin Rourou pushed Li Futu away and returned behind Jun Bufan.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I lost."
Yin Rourou pouted her little mouth and said.
"It doesn't matter, you are already very good, Junior Sister Zhou, heal Rourou's injuries, it's our turn for the next battle!"
Jun Bufan suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, flew forward, and stood on both sides of Li Futu with Zhang Zhengxuan.
"Haha, Li Futu, what do you mean? Do you want to violate the blood oath!!?"
Then Jimo said coldly.
"Haha, what you say is unreasonable. We have already agreed not to take action during the challenge. However, Yin Rourou has clearly given up just now. The devil still wants to kill him quickly, which is a violation in itself.
Rules, I take action, is there any problem!?"
Li Futu sneered, and immediately took out the colorful folding fan that Yin Rourou used just now, "She lost, this thing is for you!"
"Now, it's our turn as humans."
"Brother, let me do it!" However, before Li Futu could step forward, Zhang Zhengxuan suddenly said.
"You!? Okay!?" Li Futu frowned. His junior brother has been a bit arrogant recently.
"Life and death matter, as long as you don't embarrass Xuantian Zongzong."
After saying that, Zhang Zhengxuan stepped forward directly and stood in front of everyone.
"Who's going to fight!?"
"We, the demon clan, are coming!" At this time, among the demon clan, there was also a demon king who stood up.
Just now, the battle between the human race and the dark demon clan was extremely exciting. Although the human race lost, the momentum of the human race became even higher because of Yin Rourou. This made the demon clan feel a little uncomfortable. It was time to get back a fight.
Everyone looked at the demon clan and found that the one who went to battle this time was the demon king of the Fang Sacred Bear clan. He was as tall as a mountain.
Its combat power is indeed far superior to that of the previous Demon King of the Crocodile Clan, and is only ranked below the current One Horn.
Obviously, in this challenge, the demon clan came with the determination to win!
They may not be able to compete with the Dark Demon Clan, but they must trample that human race under their feet!
"Haha, okay, I have heard for a long time that the Holy Bear Demon King of Tianfeng Battlefield is the number one among the demon clan. Today, let me see how powerful the Demon King is!"
Although Zhang Zhengxuan was a little surprised that the Holy Bear Demon King would fight, he pulled out the fairy sword in his hand and showed no fear on his face.
"Haha, it seems that you really don't know how to live or die. Before Brother Dujiao came to this Tianfeng battlefield, I was the leader of the entire demon clan warriors. If it were before, you didn't even have the qualifications to talk to me, my
The opponent is Li Futu!"
"But that's all, since you want to die, then I will grant it to you!"
The Holy Bear Demon King took one step forward, and his big foot landed on the void, causing the heaven and earth to tremble.
The Holy Bear clan has pure blood, and their physique is equivalent to that of the Holy Body in the human race. They are indeed tyrannical and a bit scary. Before the One-Horned Demon King came, he was on the same level as Li Futu.
Of course I look down on Zhang Zhengxuan.
However, Zhang Zhengxuan's points on the Tianfeng Battle Ranking are not much worse than Li Futu's, and he is also trying to prove that he is not much worse than Li Futu.
Therefore, if the Holy Bear Demon King can be killed in this battle, then his reputation will be likely to surpass that of Li Futu, and his ranking will be ranked second among the Nine Sons of the Wei Dynasty!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhengxuan sneered,
The original sword intention in the body surged out instantly, spread on the top-quality national weapon in his hand, and pointed directly at the Holy Bear Demon King, "They say your body is as tough as a sacred mountain. Today, let me see if you can block it."
Show me the sharpness of my original sword intent!'
"Awesome and righteous, slash the mountains with your sword!"
"out!"
With a loud shout, Zhang Zhengxuan drew his sword in the air, and the sword glowed instantly on the battlefield.
At this time, the will of the Immortal Lord behind Zhang Zhengxuan also appeared. It looked like a handsome swordsman from ancient times, holding a ten thousand feet long sword in his hand to slash down with astonishing momentum!
"The aura of this original sword intention is so powerful. Sure enough, Zhang Zhengxuan's swordsmanship level has skyrocketed recently!"
"Yes, this Haoran Zhengqi Slash was once Zhang Zhengxuan's sure-kill sword technique, but now he uses this move immediately. Obviously, he still has a trump card in his hand."
"Although I still don't know how big the gap is between Zhang Zhengxuan and Li Futu, but at least they are better than Jun Bufan!"
At this time, many people in the human race were surprised when they saw Zhang Zhengxuan drawing his sword.
"snort!"
And looking at the tens of thousands of sword shadows above his head, the Holy Bear Demon King's face also turned grim. This Zhengxuan was indeed not as weak as he imagined.
However, it was not worth his fear. Immediately, his hands suddenly hammered on his chest. The blood of the Holy Bear boiled. He grabbed two sledgehammers and suddenly jumped up from the void, slamming towards the sword light.
Smash it down.
Visually, the magical powers of the two Immortal Kings have a powerful impact, far better than the previous battle between Yin Rourou and the Demon King!
On the mountain wall in the distance, Ling Tian nodded slightly. Zhang Zhengxuan was indeed the same as the one in the legend. He seemed to have received some kind of opportunity. He only looked at the way of swordsmanship, but he was proud of himself. He should win this Holy Bear King.
