I am the son of Yin Tian, ​​and I was contracted by the school beauty goddess at the beginning

As Jiang Bai announced the result, the two ghosts and gods both looked at each other, both showed a hint of a smile, and nodded towards each other.

Immediately afterwards, they put away their weapons and walked towards the stands of the arena.

When everyone saw this, their faces showed excitement.

Because after this competition, other ghosts and gods will also play one after another.

You know, this kind of ghost and god battle scene is quite rare, and they are all S-class demons, and it is very likely that they will only see this once in their lives.

Jiang Bai looked at the several S-class ghost kings and ghost gods standing on the sidelines, and then said lightly: "If you challenge first, each of you will choose your opponent!" After

that, these ghost kings and ghosts and gods all looked at the target they wanted to challenge.

At this time, the matchless ghosts who had just returned to the stands were stared at by many ghosts and gods.

Seeing this, Wushuang's face suddenly darkened, "Could it be that all of you want to challenge me?" The

Wushuang Ghost God said lightly, and then without any hesitation, he once again rushed to the arena with Fang Tian's halberd.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, exuding an incomparably domineering aura.

With a whistle, the red rabbit horse came to him again.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped directly onto the back of the red rabbit horse, holding Fang Tian's halberd and pointing at the ghosts and gods and shouting: "Don't ink!" Let's go together!

"I'll single out a bunch of you!"

Saying that, the matchless ghost god drove the red rabbit horse as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the ghosts and gods such as the military judge, the Yin Ghost God, and the Lu Ghost God.

Immediately after that, he picked up Fang Tian's halberd and slashed towards several S-grade ghosts and gods.

When everyone came to this scene, they were suddenly shocked.

"Groove! Wushuang Ghost God is angry! Actually play really! Qi Xuanyuan shouted.

"Wushuang Ghost God, this is also too fierce, actually dare to single out so many S-class ghosts and gods alone!"

"Awesome! Too strong! It is worthy of being one of the four ghosts and gods! Countless

people were talking about it, and everyone in the prefecture turned their attention to Jiang Bai.

Feeling everyone's gaze, a smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Bai's mouth, and then shouted towards the arena: "In that case, then you will fight separately!"

I'd love to see who makes it to the end!

As soon as Jiang Bai's words came out, everyone was excited.

In this battle, all the ghosts and gods poured out, directly pulling the atmosphere of the whole scene to the highest.

Everyone who was originally watching in the audience stood up at this moment, cheered loudly, and began to cheer for their favorite ghosts and gods.

Since these ghost guards are all the people of the ghost city, they have the highest call for the Black and White Impermanent Mansion Monarch and the Black Tiger Fierce God Yang Qilang.

It actually directly overshadowed the supporters of other ghosts and gods.

Seeing this, the Lin family sisters couldn't help but shout, "Seventh Master and Eighth Master!" You must bring them down! Looking

at Yang Qilang, the fierce black tiger god in the field, Yang Fan also stood up in a rare way and spoke out in support.

Hearing everyone's shouts, Wushuang Ghost God couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph! In the case of not being able to use the ability and the ghost domain! No demon can be an opponent of the Asura Dao!

Not even if there are many of you! Let's go together! Saying

that, the Wushuang Ghost God suddenly copied Fang Tian's halberd and rushed directly into the crowd.

As if aiming at the target, the Wushuang Ghost God drove the red rabbit horse directly towards Yang Qilang.

In his opinion, the only ghost and god here who could pose a threat to him was Yang Qilang, who was also a member of the Asura Dao.

As long as the other party can be solved, then the remaining Shinto demons are not worried.

On the side, the military judge and other ghosts seemed to have sensed the intentions of the Wushuang Ghost God, and did not rush to make a move, but retreated to the side, watching the Wushuang Ghost God fight with Yang Qilang.

If they really let them go up together to besiege the Matchless Ghost God, it would simply throw the face of these S-class Ghost Gods to the ground, which was absolutely unacceptable to them.

I saw that the speed of the red rabbit horse was extremely fast, so fast that it was like a fiery red hurricane, charging straight towards Yang Qilang.

And the Fang Tian Painting Halberd held high in the hands of the Matchless Ghost God also slashed towards Yang Qilang fiercely.

This blow of the Matchless Ghost God was extremely violent, and with the blessing of the speed of the Red Rabbit Horse, it was far more powerful than any attack issued before.

With a bang, an incomparably huge half-moon arc slash directly flew off the floor in the field, turning into a shock wave and rushing towards Yang Qilang, directly blocking the opponent's position.

At the same time, the matchless ghost god also came to the other party's body and slashed down again.

Seeing this, Yang Qilang's pupils contracted suddenly, and he only felt a chill all over his body.

Although he and Wushuang Ghost God are both Asura Dao, the other party was originally a peak S-class evil ghost, and he was an A-level demon who broke the limit to S-class.

The simple ghost body gap is still weaker than the matchless ghost god.

If Yang Qilang took this attack hard, he might be directly defeated, and the Heavenly Demon Slash sent by the Matchless Ghost God had already blocked the way for all of him to retreat.

In desperation, Yang Qilang looked at the spear in his hand, and then roared, directly holding the spear and stabbing towards the Fang Tian Painting Halberd that the Matchless Ghost God had chopped down.

With a clang, the halberds clashed.

An incomparably terrifying explosion sounded, and a huge wind blew up throughout the arena, once again spreading countless dust out of the surroundings.

Seeing this, Jiang Bai couldn't help but shake his head, eliminating the movement they set off.

When the smoke and dust cleared, I saw the Wushuang Ghost God holding Fang Tian's halberd with both hands and pressing Yang Qilang's spear to death.

The huge force directly made the opponent kneel on one knee, and the ground under Yang Qilang's feet also cracked, countless cracks like spider webs spread to the edge of the entire arena, and the ground also sank half a meter deep.

Seeing this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, and he praised the Black Tiger Fierce God: "Good fellow, I didn't expect that you, an A-grade S-class demon who broke the limit, would also be able to catch my full blow!" "

In the eyes of everyone, S-class demons have a strong suppression of low-level demons, especially if both sides belong to the same race, even if A-level breaks to S-level, it will still not be S-class opponents.

But this all-out blow of the Matchless Ghost God was directly caught by the Black Tiger Fierce God, which was something that no one expected.

Suddenly, I saw the black tiger fierce god kneeling on one knee coughed, and then a trace of black blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Qilang looked up at the matchless ghost god riding on the red rabbit horse, his face was full of heroic and martial arts, his tone was full of difficulty, and he said word by word: "It is worthy of being a matchless ghost god... It actually hurt me with one blow.

"But I don't throw in the towel so easily!" Let's keep fighting! Saying that, Yang Qilang roared angrily, and unexpectedly burst out with an extremely powerful momentum, directly lifting the Fang Tian Painting Halberd that was pressed on the tiger head black golden spear, and then stood up straight.

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