"Since you are so anxious to die, I will give you a ride."
A strong demonic aura surged from Brother Chi's body and spread in all directions, soon covering the sky for more than ten kilometers around him in black mist.
His body also thickened into the black mist and disappeared.
Demon Yuan Mist is a master of magic cultivation. If it is used well, it will give the opponent a headache.
Because within the demonic mist, there is the world of demonic cultivators.
"I'll see how long you can hide by pretending to be a ghost."
Wu Biao snorted coldly, took out a white long sword from his body, and suspended it in mid-air.
"Thousands of swords pierce the heart, disease."
He stretched out his fingers, and above the long sword, countless sword shadows were densely packed, like locusts, shooting into the black mist.
Since there was no way to find Brother Chi, he could only use this large-area killing move.
Countless sword lights shot densely into the black mist, but nothing was found in the entire demonic mist. Instead, Brother Chi's sarcastic laughter came out: "It's a joke to win with such an attack."
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"Wu Biao, don't be fooled by him, stay away from the magic fog." Qin Zhongtian reminded him from a distance.
"Qin Zhongtian, the two sides are fighting. What does it mean for you to give a warning? How about you end up personally?" Mo Kelin said angrily.
"Who stipulates that no verbal reminders can be given? We righteous people have high understanding, so naturally reminders are useful. You demon people are stupid by nature, so further reminders are useless, right?" Qin Zhongtian retorted.
"You can use the sound transmission technique and say it in public now. Are you afraid that others won't know how awesome you are?"
"What I like to do is my business, what does it have to do with you?" After Qin Zhongtian finished speaking, his eyes fell on Wu Biao and said: "Wu Biao, when he uses the magic mist, he needs magic energy to maintain it and consume it.
No, don't get into the magic mist, it depends on how long he can pretend to be a ghost."
Wu Biao also knew that entering the magic mist meant entering the opponent's absolute territory, so he kept escaping outside, no matter how hard he tried, he would not let the magic mist get close to him.
"Do you think you can stop me like this? Dreaming."
Suddenly, countless black crows composed of black mist flew out from the magic mist, and they were so black that they directly headed towards Wu Biao.
In Wu Biao's hand, streaks of sword light shot out, cutting off a large section of the flying black crows.
What shocked him was that after being hit, these black crows not only did not fall down, but directly turned into a wisp of demonic energy and accumulated around him.
As the number of black crows increased, his surroundings were suddenly shrouded in black mist.
"Be careful, he will surround you with black mist again." Someone reminded outside the venue.
Wu Biao had already guessed that when the black magic fog increased, he began to escape from this area and fled to another place where there was no black fog.
Escape while walking, do it while walking, this is his plan.
At this moment, another mass of black crows came towards him, even more in number.
"Sword Rain Formation, kill!"
The long sword in Wu Biao's hand quickly shot out a sword light, which was densely packed and shot past quickly.
Most of the black crows were shot and killed, but among the crowd of crows, there was one black crow that ignored the sword light attack. After being attacked by the sword light several times, it still failed to transform.
"Do you want to use a stratagem to hide the truth? It's a dream."
Wu Biao had already locked onto the black crow, gripped the long sword tightly, and struck it with a fierce sword light.
The huge sword light fell on the black crow in the blink of an eye, instantly forcing Brother Chi out of his prototype.
Sure enough, Brother Chi transformed into a black crow and wanted to sneak through the group of black crows and sneak up on him.
"Wu Biao, you don't have this kind of vision at all. Someone used the secret sound to enter your ears, remind you?"
Brother Chi avoided the sword light and was suspended in mid-air, very unwilling to do so.
The two faced each other face to face, and for a moment, the winner was not decided.
"Qin Zhongtian, what's the point of doing this? With your eyesight, you can see Brother Chi's true identity at once. How can you fight this battle?" Mo Kelin said angrily.
"The demons have come up with some tricks. If you can fight openly, it's nothing to pretend to be a ghost." Qin Zhongtian sneered proudly: "You can use a secret voice to remind Brother Chi. The premise is that he has the strength to fight head-on."
"You have to be tough, right? Am I still afraid of you?" Brother Chi stretched out his hand and took the magic mist in mid-air into his body. The next moment, he exuded a terrifying coercion and attacked Wu Biao directly.
Facing the opponent's strong pressure, Wu Biao did not dare to be careless. He held his sword and faced him.
Suddenly, the mid-air was filled with demonic palms and sword shadows, and the two of them were fighting inextricably.
The strength of the two was about the same as the others, and someone reminded them that there was no skill at all, it was all a tough fight.
Ye Xiong took a look and realized that if both sides continued to fight like this, sooner or later they would be finished.
Even if the winner kills the other person, the remaining people will have to be killed by the next person in the next level.
This is simply a suicide test.
Almost half an hour later, Wu Biao finally found an opportunity to seriously injure Brother Chi and then kill him.
Suddenly, cheers came from outside the stadium.
"Chiwu, it's your turn."
After Wu Biao won the battle, Mo Kelin immediately issued an order, and immediately a man in his forties flew out from the crowd of demons. His eyes were the same as those of the dead Brother Chi, more white than black.
, when looking at people, squint your eyes.
When Ye Xiong looked at Brother Chi, he already felt something was wrong. Now that such a character appeared on the other side, it immediately caught his attention.
He immediately used Dharma Eyes and looked towards Chiwu.
Under the eyes of the law, Chiwu's true identity was immediately exposed.
I saw that the bones in Chiwu's body were much less hard than those of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, and his physical body was also greatly weakened.
If a normal monk can break through and enter the Nascent Soul stage, his physical body will definitely become stronger and will never be so weak. There is only one reason for this situation: Chi Wu is not a real Nascent Soul monk at all.
However, the aura he exudes is clearly that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk!
"It seems that someone used his vitality to control his true body, so he looks almost like a Yuanying monk."
Ye Xiong finally understood why Brother Chi never collided head-on with Wu Biao during the battle just now. He only used spells because his physical body was too weak and he would suffer too much if he fought hard.
Who is it that is controlling him?
Ye Xiong's mind turned around and he immediately thought of two people, one was Mo Yuan and the other was Mo Lou.
The two of them are the right-hand men of the Demon King and have countless incarnations. Only they have the ability to use their incarnations to control a person.
While he was pondering, Chiwu had already used the storm method to seriously injure Wu Biao.
When Wu Biao fought with Brother Chi just now, his energy was severely damaged and he was unable to resist Chi Wu's attack at this moment.
Under everyone's heartbroken gaze, Wu Biao was finally killed alive.
There was sadness in the righteous path, and the cheers just now were all gone.
"We are vulnerable, who will be next?" After Chiwu killed Wu Biao, his eyes swept over the righteous people around him coldly and arrogantly.
In the righteous path, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to stand up.
Although everyone is here to fight against the devil, how many of them are determined to die?
"Why, don't you dare to stand up?"
Chi Wu taunted proudly, his voice was so sharp that it stung the righteous people and made them feel very uncomfortable.