Saint Son of Lux suddenly felt something bad and retreated quickly.
Before he could take a step forward, Liu Wuxie pushed flat with his palm, but did not use the magic shovel.
"boom!"
The Holy Son of Lux flew backwards, was knocked away by Liu Wuxie's palm, and was hit hard in the corner of the ring.
At the last moment, Liu Wuxie withdrew seven points of his power, and the Holy Son of Lux narrowly escaped death.
"Thank you for not killing me."
Holy Son Lux knew very well that if Lake did not withdraw his power, the palm just now could easily tear his body apart.
Liu Wuxie nodded and continued to stand on top of the ring without stepping down.
Win the first game and accumulate three points.
Lux failed and received zero points.
The other four games ended one after another.
Son Taylor defeated Son of Hoth, Son Tianwucang defeated Son of Maias, Son of Ella defeated Saint Son of Gaunt, Son of Carmen drew with Son of McCarthy, and Liu Wuxie defeated Saint of Lukes.
Currently, Lake, Taylor, Tianwucang, and Ella all get three points, Carmen and McCarthy each get one point, and the other saints get zero points.
The battle continues, with the nine saints each looking for their opponents.
"Whoosh!"
A thin shadow fell in front of Liu Wuxie.
The Holy Son of Gunter is ranked at the bottom of the Nine Holy Sons, and his combat ability is very average.
"Rake, I am no match for you, I admit defeat."
The Holy Son of Gunter came up, just to say hello to Lake.
He must reserve his strength to deal with other saints to avoid being at the bottom again.
They were well aware of Lake's fighting power. Except for Son Taylor and Tian Wucang, it would be very difficult for the other Sons to win.
"Concession!"
The other party took the initiative to admit defeat and saved himself the trouble.
The second round of fighting was more intense, and after half an hour of hard fighting, it finally ended.
The ones at the front are still Lake, Son of Taylor, Son of Heaven, and Son of Carmen.
In the battle just now, McCarthy's Son lost to Tian Wucang.
Judging from the current situation, the top three should be born between Lake, Son of Taylor and the Three Demons of Tianwucang.
Son of Carmen has a chance, but it's not big.
McCarthy's combat effectiveness is not low, and he can barely squeeze into the top five.
The battle continues, there is no time to rest.
Liu Wuxie stood quietly on the ring, like an eternal green pine, unbreakable.
"Whoosh!"
A figure passed over from the next ring. It was McCarthy who had failed just now. "Rake, I will give you another chance. Help me defeat Taylor and Tianwucang, and help me reach the top three. I promise
, the previous grudges have been wiped out, and I will ask my father to make you the number one member of the McCarthy Tribe.
Commander, from now on, you will have endless glory and wealth."
After McCarthy's son landed, he said to Liu Wuxie.
"It's really ridiculous. When you sent Black Mountain to kill me, why didn't you think that I was also the leader of the McCarthy tribe?"
Liu Wuxie deliberately amplified his voice, and every word contained so much magic power that it made the eardrums of those weak demons swell.
McCarthy's face was terrifyingly gloomy.
I sent Bleishan to kill him before because I didn't want Lake to shake his position.
As the battle continues to deepen, Lake's combat effectiveness is obvious to all.
Lord McCarthy, who was sitting on the high platform, looked ashen.
To a certain extent, he hoped that Reike could assist his son and help him win the favor of the Demon Emperor as soon as possible and inherit the rule of the Demon Clan.
No matter how powerful Lake is, he is still an outsider. If he is willing to stay in the McCarthy tribe, the McCarthy Demon Emperor will naturally not treat him badly.
Lake's words completely offended Son McCarthy and indirectly offended Demon King McCarthy.
"Very good. If that's the case, let's see what's true. When the championship competition is over, I'll see where you go."
McCarthy is a naked threat.
What Lake said just now not only offended him, but also offended his father. The McCarthy tribe will definitely not tolerate him in the future.
If he goes to other tribes, he will not be taken in. No one wants Lake to threaten the position of the Holy Son of his own tribe.
The battle started instantly. Instead of admitting defeat, McCarthy used his magic sword and slashed towards Liu Wuxie.
The magic sword was very wide, and the moment it was slashed, it made a rumbling sound and rolled up a vacuum channel.
The strong ripples ruffled Liu Wuxie's hair.
"Things like rubbish dare to jump in front of me."
Liu Wuxie has tolerated him for a long time. If this is the case, then he will use this opportunity to teach him a lesson.
The magic shovel followed and smashed down on the magic sword.
"Qiang!"
Flames flew everywhere, and McCarthy felt like his jaws were about to explode.
The force of the counterattack knocked McCarthy back several steps.
Liu Wuxie drove straight in without giving him a chance to fight back. This demonic sword was a good thing and contained extremely strong demonic energy.
The magic shovel suddenly spun, like a dagger, and suddenly struck the back of McCarthy's hand.
"Snapped!"
McCarthy couldn't avoid it and was hit by the magic shovel. He couldn't help but open his palms.
"Bang!"
The magic sword fell, Liu Wuxie reached out and made a move, and the magic sword in McCarthy's hand fell into his hand.
Swing it out gently, the sharp sword edge cuts through the space, forming a stream of demonic energy.
"laugh!"
The demonic energy cut open the body of Holy Son McCarthy, a stabbing sound was heard, and a half-foot-long gash appeared on his chest.
Liu Wuxie did not kill him directly, but showed a joking expression.
The demonic sword in his hand slashed again, and several strands of demonic energy flew out together.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
There were many cuts on the chest and back of the son of McCarthy, dripping with blood.
Lord McCarthy, who was sitting on the stage, looked increasingly ugly.
It can be said to be a great shame for the leader of his own tribe to abuse his own son.
The demon kings of other tribes did not speak, and looked on with smiles. This was exactly what they wanted to see the most.
It would be best for Lake to kill Son of McCarthy, and then Demon King McCarthy to kill Lake, so that there would be two less people to compete with them.
The magic sword is still being wielded, and as long as Son McCarthy does not admit defeat, the battle will not be over.
"Rake, I want you to die!"
McCarthy was furious, with violent demonic energy pouring out of his body, and his entire face looked extremely ferocious.
"Shattering Hell Style!"
The ring beneath his feet was cracking inch by inch. This is a secret skill of the McCarthy tribe, and its power is not inferior to the magic of the sky.
To be continued...