No one expected this result, and the winner was determined the moment the ring fell out of the ring.
Tick, tick...
The blood dripped down along the corner of Qu Zhongyi's mouth and splashed at his feet.
No one spoke, and for a short time, the scene was extremely quiet.
Failed...
All the people ranked first in Qingyun Castle were defeated.
Before the war began, no one expected this result.
Quzhong Yi Demon Master List ranked first, representing the highest combat power among Qingyun Castle disciples.
But at this moment he was defeated.
On the ring, Hong Tianyou covered his broken sleeves and put his hands behind his back. He stood up with his chest, arrogant: "Yunxuan Kingdom is nothing but a sir."
In the stands, Yun Rulong suddenly stood up.
There was constant noise below, and this was Yun Rulong's only loss of composure today.
"Hahaha, Emperor Yun, it seems that there is no talent in your Yunxuan Kingdom." Emperor Yanyang laughed, "Our disciples who go out to Yang Kingdom can defeat you, the number one,
I want me to see, in the battle of the Heavenly Demons a few days later, you should surrender early.”
All kinds of chaotic noises were heard, and the scene below was completely out of control.
Yun Rulong stood for five or six breaths before slowly sitting down, and there was a little depressed on his cold face.
"If your Yunxuan Kingdom is only at this level, then the title of the Heavenly Demon War will be taken away by me from Yang Kingdom. That qualification will be inherited by us."
"The Yanyang Emperor, it's not the end yet. How do you know that the crown is yours? Maybe our Tianyue Kingdom can drag you down from the throne of victory." Yao Yue next to him said lightly.
"Niece Yaoyue, you want to fight with me too? Haha, okay, anyway, we three major countries can still have you to challenge me. Since you also want to fight with me, then we will compete for the best in the arena.
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They argued constantly, but Yun Rulong slowly closed his eyes. No one noticed that there were cracks on the armrests of the seat with his hands.
By the side of the ring, Fei Xiaoyu's waist and hips long sword jumped onto the ring.
"Oh? Is the next girl here to be my opponent?" Hong Tianyou changed into a new piece of clothing, covering the broken sleeves and covering the mark below, "Your Qingyun Castle ranked first in the song "I like to know
Not my opponent, the girl seems to rank second. Do you think you have a chance of winning?"
"Stop talking nonsense, look at the sword!"
Fei Xiaoyu didn't want to talk to him much. The long sword wrapped in flames was unsheathed and then stabbed it when he drew it.
The sword edge contained the supreme sword intent, and the fire that was activated turned into a firebird and hit Hong Tianyou hard.
When Fei Xiaoyu used his sword move, the temperature around him suddenly rose.
Under the scorching heat, the disciples near the arena retreated repeatedly.
Even Long Wenmu's eyes lit up from the audience.
Fei Xiaoyu's moves are extremely powerful, and this power is definitely something she could not have used before.
She hasn't seen her for only more than a month, and her strength has indeed improved greatly.
Hong Tianyou was calm before Fei Xiaoyu made a move, but now he was shocked when facing the sword moves he faced.
Without hesitation, he pulled back and blasted a palm forward, barely dissolving the flames.
Before he could breathe, Fei Xiaoyu's sword moves followed one after another.
Facing the sword rain all over the sky, Hong Tianyou felt that the sword energy was coming from all directions. Even if he had to resist with all his strength, he could not help but get a few swords.
He used his body technique to move forward quickly. He could use this body technique to be at ease in front of Qu Zhongyi. However, under Fei Xiaoyu's sword move, more than a dozen blood threads splashed out on his arms and thighs.
It is easy to avoid Fei Xiaoyu's move and keep the distance again.
"Senior Sister Fei! Defeat him!"
"Sister Fei, defeat Yangguo and bring glory to our Qingyun Castle!"
After losing many games, even these disciples didn't even express their confidence. But who would have thought that Fei Xiaoyu's ability was used to suppress the opponent with a sudden move.
Although I don’t know why, Fei Xiaoyu did have the upper hand.
The disciples of Qingyun Castle cheered, while the people gathered in other countries whispered.
It is said that Qu Zhongyi ranks first, but how can the power displayed by the person ranked second at this moment be even stronger than Qu Zhongyi?
Hong Tianyou stared at the wound covering his arm from a distance, and was also quite surprised.
"It is said that Qu Zhongzhong of Qingyun Castle is the first among the great demon masters. I didn't expect that your Qingyun Castle would hide such a trick." Hong Tianyou gritted his teeth and said.
The song in the audience intends to open its mouth.
"Senior Brother Qu, look, Senior Sister Fei defeated that man." A disciple shouted beside him.
Qu Zhongyi frowned and just said no.
Why is Fei Xiaoyu so strong? Qu Zhongyi felt that Fei Xiaoyu's move just now was a change of herself, and it would be difficult for her to take it. When did she have this kind of strength?
Fei Xiaoyu has always been below him, and his strength has always been slightly inferior to him. Qu Zhongyi knows this kind of thing. At least more than a month ago, Fei Xiaoyu didn't have this kind of strength yet at that time when he attacked the demon puppet. How about it?
Has it grown to this point in just over a month?
Could it be that she is above her now?
"To the outside world, Qu Zhongyi is the first-ranked disciple. Now it seems that this rumor is a bit wrong. I want me to say that Miss Fei is the real number one." Hong Tianyou said with bad intentions.
"Stop talking nonsense, look at the sword!"
Fei Xiaoyu would not tell him much. When he used his light sword skills, the long sword seemed to come alive, with a continuous sword intent and omnipresent.
Indeed, if it were more than a month ago, she would never be Hong Tianyou's opponent. But Yu Dashui gave her a mysterious stone, and her strength increased greatly after being in seclusion for a month.
Originally, the increased strength was planned to be used again in the Battle of Heavenly Demons, but if you cannot win this person today, Qingyun Castle will lose all its face. It is of great importance and Fei Xiaoyu cannot hesitate.
The parade Yu grinned and thought to himself that Fei Xiaoyu had become so strong, it must be because of Shi Xinlu in the mysterious stone.
Yu Qingfeng and the other two looked over sadly, shook their heads and sighed. Yu Qingfeng patted Yu Dashang on the shoulder meaningfully, as if comforting.
On the ring, Hong Tianyou's spirit was completely gone.
After fighting Fei Xiaoyu, he was beaten to a disgrace.
Just dealing with Fei Xiaoyu's sword moves was too short and he almost lost several times.
Fei Xiaoyu's long sword was lit up and poked several blood holes on Hong Tianyou's body, causing blood to spray his whole body.
"If you kowtow and admit defeat, I can let you go." Fei Xiaoyu waved his sword and forced him to the edge of the arena.
No matter who it is, you can see that Fei Xiaoyu has the upper hand.
Although the opponent's physical strength was consumed after several consecutive games, Fei Xiaoyu's advantage was unshakable.
"Haha, if a girl has such leisure, why not worry more about herself, you may not be able to beat me."
Seeing that he was stubborn, Fei Xiaoyu raised his sword and stabbed him on the shoulder.
Hong Tianyou couldn't hide, and a large bloody wound was lifted on his shoulder.
He used the rolling force to avoid the heavy injury, but his shoulders were still bleeding.
Fei Xiaoyu didn't give him a chance to breathe, and the sword danced out a sword flower, wrapping Hong Tianyou.
The momentum is like a rainbow and the momentum is like a bamboo shoot. Fei Xiaoyu intends to decide the outcome in one go.
Hong Tianyou waved his hands repeatedly, but from head to toe, blood was soaring. Until he broke free from the sword rain, his body was covered with dozens of sword injuries.
"If I were you, instead of losing like a stray dog, it would be better to kowtow and admit defeat." Fei Xiaoyu would not forget how he sarcastically sarcastically used to suppress the disciples of Qingyun Castle.
Hong Tianyou is merciless to others, how could Fei Xiaoyu show mercy to him?
Forced Hong Tianyou back to the edge of the ring again, Fei Xiaoyu knew that the competition was almost done.
The difference between the two has been concluded and has an absolute advantage. Fei Xiaoyu can completely blow him down.
Grasp a loophole in the other party, and the long sword wrapped in flames and stings.
With a light sword, the opponent has nowhere to hide.
Many disciples in the audience saw this scene and knew that this battle was won.
When the sword was about to be stabbed, Hong Tianyou's panic expression suddenly burst out with a vicious venomousness.
With his arm forward, a thin silk-like object burst out from his wrist silver bracelet.
Fei Xiaoyu's pupils contracted because the distance was very close, even if it was weak, but she still saw it. She put the sword in front of her. The sword body collided with the thing, and even her wrist was numb for a while.
The eyes of ordinary disciples could not see the moves that Hong Tianyou made, but Long Wenmu saw them.
Nothing could escape his eyes. Although he didn't know what was flying out of the other party's bracelet, something was indeed flying out, and he was secretly screaming.
The sword that was bound to be won was taken back by Fei Xiaoyu, and three almost undetectable thin threads flew out from Hong Tianyou's bracelet.
Fei Xiaoyu's wrist had not yet recovered his consciousness and was unable to resist it. He protected his other hand in front of him and fell out with a muffled groan.
While still in the air, even the long sword came out.
Almost everyone in the audience was stunned. They only saw Fei Xiaoyu almost forcing the other party out of the field, but at this time they were knocked away for no reason. They didn't even know what happened.
At the same time as Fei Xiaoyu was repelling, before Fei Xiaoyu could land on the ground, Hong Tianyou grinned and pulled out his short knife and rushed forward. Looking at this, it was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of the victory and even kill him.
"stop!"
While Fei Xiaoyu was injured, several figures flew towards the stage almost at the same time.
Yu Qingfeng and others were one of them.
"Master, come back!" Yu Qingfeng and others wanted to hold him, but Master Yu rushed up faster than their reactions and had no time to stop him.
At the same time, Long Wenmu and Qu Zhongyi were also rushing up.
Long Wenmu flashed to Hong Tianyou and cut off his way. The Qianyin Knife cut out the arc and directly knocked away the short sword in his hand.
Behind them, Qu Zhongyi was the Fei Xiaoyu who was rushing towards him.
His speed and body skills are first-class, not much slower than Long Wenmu. He reached out to hug Fei Xiaoyu, who was about to land.
But before he could meet, another figure was one step faster than him and took the lead in capturing Fei Xiaoyu.
Qu Zhongyi was in a flash and staggered for a moment.
He was a little confused and looked forward. He saw Magistrate Yu squatting on the ground and hugging Fei Xiaoyu horizontally.
Mariss Yu's expression was even worse than crying. Looking at the pale man in his arms, he reached out and touched Fei Xiaoyu's cheek nervously and sadly.
Even the voice was trembling: "Little Fish...How are you..."