He Ming eliminated his opponent cleanly and did not forget to take a dig at this demon genius. This man was sitting on a futon in the sky to the south. Although he was very angry, there was nothing he could do.
A total of thirty people from the demon race entered the death duel arena, and three people sat on the viewing platform to the north. Only twenty-seven people actually took the stage, and there were ninety-three people on the human side.
After a while, the demons eliminated four people, but there were twenty people on the human side sitting on the futons on the south viewing platform.
The remaining twenty-three people in the demon clan are all extremely powerful beings, and their actual combat abilities are on the same level as Wei Bofeng's Piaopiao. It is very difficult to eliminate these people from the competition.
The strongest human geniuses were all exempted from participating in this duel by the emperor's envoys. Most of the remaining people were geniuses from second-rate sects.
The situation of these people in this space is very bad. The demons are specifically looking for them. They are as powerful as Ling Feixue and Meng Fei. It is difficult to guarantee their safety.
In other words, they have no obligation to protect the geniuses of these second-rate sects. There are only sixty people left here. If anyone is eliminated, it can only be them. No matter how unwilling they are, they can only bear this cruel fact.
There is no need to discuss. Ling Feixue, Meng Fei, Xuehui, Zhao Chunying and other top geniuses all have a tacit understanding of one thing, which is to eliminate as many demon geniuses as possible.
Although their idea is good, don't forget that there are only twenty-seven demon geniuses. Even if they are all eliminated in the end, thirty-three of the humans will be eliminated. This is a fact that no one can change.
He Ming had just eliminated a demon genius. Liu Che, who was standing not far behind him, encountered danger again. A demon who was knocked away by Ling Feixue happened to fly to Liu Che and took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on him.
He Ming turned his back to Liu Che and the demon genius. When He Ming turned around and saw, it was already too late. Liu Che's divine body had been split in half by the opponent's knife.
If it is a real life-and-death fight, the divine body or the demonic body is scrapped and the soul can only escape, which means a complete failure, unless there is a soul power as powerful as Lu Qingfeng, and it is possible to turn defeat into victory.
A ray of light lit up where Liu Che stayed, and the two halves of the divine body disappeared in the blink of an eye, and instantly appeared on a futon on the southern viewing platform.
Liu Che, who was sitting on the viewing platform, looked at Yu Fei who was not far away, and said with a bitter smile: "Yu Fei, the two of us have completely failed. From now on, both of us have become spectators."
Yu Fei smiled helplessly: "To be honest, I am very satisfied to have come this far. Even just observing here will be of great benefit to our future."
The two of them were sitting on the viewing platform chatting. The futon they were sitting on released pure divine energy, replenishing their lost divine power.
Seeing Liu Che being eliminated by the opponent with his own eyes, He Ming felt very upset: Man is really not as good as God. He thought he could guarantee Liu Che's safety, but he didn't expect that a person who was knocked away by Ling Feixue happened to fall next to Liu Che.
After a chop, no one would have thought that such a result would occur.
This thought flashed through He Ming's mind, and his body swayed involuntarily, instantly appearing opposite the demon genius who defeated Liu Che.
He Ming suddenly appeared in front of this person. He was startled by the cold. His demonic body jumped up and retreated a hundred meters away in an instant. He quickly looked at He Ming.
Seeing He Ming across from him, he immediately thought of his fellow clansman who had been defeated just now. He was very familiar with his clansman's sword skills and was known as the fastest swordsman among the 300 people who came to God's Paradise this time.
This kind of person was defeated by the sword of the person on the opposite side. A comparison between the two people showed that he was no match for this human being.
"He Ming, don't you think the price will drop if someone as powerful as you fights with me? There are stronger ones over there. Go find them, they will be more suitable for you."
He Ming smiled coldly: "You are really naive. There are only enemies here. Who cares whether you are strong or weak? Let's get you to the viewing platform first."
After the words fell, the person also came to the opposite side of the person at the same time. He held the knife in his hand high and slashed at the person's shoulder and back.
The quality of the top-quality spiritual treasures far exceeds the top-grade spiritual treasures. Otherwise, people would not be so flocking to them. In addition to using better materials, for those who use them, injecting the same divine power can get double the effect.
He Ming's sword strike was like lightning, and he was about to be cut in half by He Ming's sword. At this moment, Ling Feixue shouted from behind.
"He Ming, don't kill him, leave him to me. I will kill this man with my own hands. Otherwise, I will feel sorry for Liu Che."
Ling Feixue was still wearing a red dress like she was in the East China Sea Stars of Tomorrow competition, and like a rapidly fluttering red cloud, she came to He Ming's side in the blink of an eye.
"Fellow Taoist Feixue, I believe in your strength, but you must be more careful. If you have an accident because of this, I can't explain it to Meng Fei."
With a bang, the Lingbao sword was held in his hand. Ling Feixue looked at the person opposite and said with a smile: "He is just a defeated general. It is easy to deal with him. Liu Che's failure was caused by me, so I must defeat this man with my own hands."
people."
The demon genius on the opposite side didn't look relaxed at all when he saw Ling Feixue coming. He was already fighting with Ling Feixue and kicked him away. Only then did he defeat Liu Che. He Ming caught up.
It's just a matter of time.
Ling Feixue looked at the demon genius across from her, holding back her anger and wishing she could kill this man with just one sword.
When He Ming saw that Ling Feixue had made up his mind, he immediately turned around and left, leaving Ling Feixue and the demon genius behind to do as they pleased.
The demon genius on the opposite side held a magic sword in his hand, ready to deal with Ling Feixue's fierce attack at any time.
Of course, Ling Feixue would not be polite to him. The red figure flashed and disappeared immediately where she stayed. She rushed to the opposite side of this person and pointed her sword directly at the opponent's eyebrows.
Ling Feixue's clothes gave people the feeling of a ball of fire, and the long sword was so cold, and the sword body was wrapped with a layer of red sword light.
The long sword was like a rainbow, piercing the man's eyes in the blink of an eye. Looking at the rapidly amplifying red light, the man's demonic body quickly retreated. Ling Feixue pressed forward step by step, and the divine body instantly bullied him. The long sword suddenly clicked, and suddenly
Suddenly changed direction.
Poof!
The sound of a sharp weapon entering the body was heard, and the sword instantly pierced the person's heart, and the body was declared scrapped. When Ling Feixue pulled out the sword, a bright light suddenly appeared around the person's demonic body, and disappeared in the blink of an eye opposite her.
In a blink of an eye, he looked at the futons on the south viewing platform. This person was already sitting on one of the futons. He looked at Ling Feixue with a complicated expression and didn't know what he was thinking.
Sitting on the viewing platform, he could see the fight below very clearly. Liu Che turned to look at this demon genius and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't it uncomfortable to be eliminated by others?"
Ling Feixue defeated this person. Just as she pulled out the long sword from the opponent's heart, a demon genius suddenly rushed towards her from behind.
Ling Feixue didn't notice, but Liu Che, who was sitting on the viewing platform, looked at it very carefully and hurriedly reminded her loudly.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, be careful behind you."
After saying the seven words, Ling Feixue instantly became alert and quickly turned around to look behind her. A red sword light suddenly flashed on her long sword.
"People on the viewing platform are not allowed to remind those who are dueling. Otherwise, they will be expelled from the Paradise of God and will be disqualified from observing."
After hearing the words of the emperor's envoy, Liu Che immediately shut up and did not dare to say a word. Ling Feixue below was reminded by Liu Che and avoided being attacked by the opponent.
The person who attacked Ling Feixue was called District Thirteen. During the flying top, the District Seven who was obliterated by the rules because his feet left the top was his seventh brother, who was ranked thirteenth.
So far, there are only twenty-two people left on the demon side. These twenty-odd people are all extremely outstanding geniuses, and each of them is stronger than Zhen Meilian and Gou Bigu.
Picking one out at random, his strength is no less than that of Wei Bo and Feng Piaopiao, or even above them. The first time Ling Feixue saw District Thirteen, she felt that this person was very difficult to deal with.
The long sword was pointed at Ou Shisan opposite, his beautiful eyes suddenly turned sharp, and Ou Shisan couldn't help but shudder.
"The ugly guy across from me dares to sneak attack on this girl and seek death."
Qu Shisan is indeed very ugly, and looks nothing like that damned Qu Qi. His facial features are piled together, and his face has many wrinkles for no reason, making him look like a Shar-Pei dog.
Everyone in their circle knew that he was most afraid of others saying he was ugly. No matter who it was, once he mentioned it, he would definitely suffer retaliation from District Shisan.
Ling Feixue's words were like igniting a powder keg. The wrinkles on her face suddenly stretched out, and her eyes widened, revealing a murderous intent.
This is Ou Shisan's signature move. As long as the wrinkles on his face disappear, it means he will go on a killing spree. At this time, Ou Shisan is the most terrifying.
"Little girl! Look at your pink and peach face, but you actually speak so viciously. I will remember you. Don't let me meet you outside, otherwise I will kill you. Now! I'll eliminate you first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a magic knife suddenly appeared in his hand. This knife was also obtained from the Seven-Colored Exquisite Pagoda. It is also a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.
His own strength was extraordinary, and coupled with this sword, Ou Shisan suddenly became even more powerful, taking his actual combat ability to a new level.
The demonic body flashed and instantly appeared opposite Ling Feixue. The demonic sword in his hand was like lightning, and the dark sword light was dazzling. It went straight to Ling Feixue's head and struck it down.
Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they stretch out their hands. Ling Feixue was shocked when she saw the speed of the opponent's sword. At such a speed, only He Ming could barely match him. If the two of them really faced off, this District Thirteen
Maybe he will still have the upper hand.
The god's body quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding the falling knife. The magic knife whizzed down, grazing his scalp, and the shoulder pad on the left skirt was chopped off by the knife.
Even though Ling Feixue was so talented and beautiful, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If she had been a little slower, she would have been eliminated by this sword.
Ling Feixue did not dare to stay. She moved her body and retreated a hundred meters away in an instant. As soon as she stood firm, the dark magic light on the opposite side fell again.
Ou Shisan's speed was so fast that he could follow Ling Feixue like a shadow, chasing after Ling Feixue as he retreated.