Paranoid villains attack me after dressing as a cheat

The function of the demon-suppressing device is to suppress demons.

But the Tianji Demon Suppressing Device has many functions and can kill enemies.

Although it is not as powerful as other Tianji magic weapons, it is still much more powerful than most magic weapons.

As a young disciple with low cultivation level, he faced a powerful enemy like Yin Wuxu.

Naturally, he took out his most powerful magic weapon to fight.

After Yin Wuxu saw the disciple taking out the demon-suppressing flag, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Jiang Yunqi stood under the ring, looking at Yin Wuxu closely, and then turned to look at the Immortal Master.

Waiting for the Immortal Master to activate the magic Gu to draw out the magic breath from Yin Wuxu's body.

On the other side, the disciple was carrying the demon-suppressing flag and was about to rush in front of Yin Wuxu.

The overwhelming pressure of Tianji's magic weapon pressed down on Yin Wuxu's body.

Yin Wuxu raised his killing sword to block the blow.

but……

Jiang Yunqi saw it immediately. There was a bit more blood in his eyes, and there was still a light ink color lingering in them.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the Immortal Master on the high platform. As expected, the Immortal Master's broad sleeves were constantly moving.

Obviously, he is pinching the secret.

"boom!"

A huge sound rang out from the ring.

Jiang Yunqi was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw that the Immortal Palace disciple had fallen heavily to the ground.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, but he stared at Yin Wuxu unwillingly, struggled to grab the demon-suppressing flag, and stood up again after stumbling.

Jiang Yunqi immediately took a breath of cold air.

Good guy, the Immortal Master and Pei Xiaoyu are quite good at choosing.

Choosing such a militant who is not afraid of death.

He knew he couldn't beat Yin Wuxu, but once he really started, he wouldn't admit defeat.

Yin Wuxu's eyes were filled with suppressed blood. He was still restraining himself, but something was wrong with the air pressure around him.

Jiang Yunqi understood that the Immortal Master was also slowly playing with Yin Wuxu.

It seemed that he wanted to see Yin Wuxu's helpless expression as he revealed his demonic breath on the ring.

Yin Wuxu raised his head and glanced at the Immortal Master on the high platform, and his mosaic face met.

The Immortal Master clearly saw the demonic aura surging in Yin Wuxu's eyes, and Jiang Yunqi also felt it. The Immortal Master seemed to be in a much better mood.

At this time, the Immortal Palace disciple picked up the demon-suppressing flag and rushed towards Yin Wuxu: "Ah!"

Yin Wuxu raised the killing sword again, but the Tianji magic weapon could not affect Yin Wuxu.

But the demonic breath on the demon-suppressing flag made Yin Wuxu's state more and more unstable.

Even the spiritual energy in Jiang Yunqi's body began to flow around.

Someone noticed something was wrong with Yin Wuxu.

"This……"

"Lord Holy Son, what's going on?"

All eyes fell on Yin Wuxu.

Yin Wuxu's hand holding the killing sword began to tremble constantly, and traces of ink-colored breath came out of his hand.

Pei Xiaoyu exclaimed at the right time: "Ah! It's the devil's breath!"

This sound awakened everyone's minds.

There were constant gasps of air from the crowd.

The look in Yin Wuxu's eyes was filled with fear.

Jiang Yunqi looked at the happiness in Pei Xiaoyu's eyes.

silent...

He took a deep breath.

"Tiandao, can I do something?" He asked Tiandao calmly.

Tiandao said coldly: "No, System No. 19018 cannot rush up and slap Pei Xiaoyu."

Jiang Yunqi: "..."

He pursed his lips unwillingly, feeling very unhappy.

Seeing this, the Immortal Master on the high platform stopped taking steps and exclaimed: "Wuxu."

Kuanxiu moved more frequently.

The demonic energy in Yin Wuxu's body was like an opened Pandora's box.

A steady stream of demonic breath surged out of his body, and the huge impact caused the demonic breath to form a pillar of light, and a black pillar of light rushed into the sky.

Everyone was silent.

The entire competition scene was completely silent.

Jiang Yunqi understood that Yin Wuxu no longer suppressed him.

His ink-like eyes were red with blood at this moment. The huge storm lifted him into the air, and his hair crown was blown off by the strong wind.

His long, flowing hair was flying freely behind him.

His red eyes were extremely bright, as if there were two suns hidden inside.

Like a king descending from the sky, he is looking down on all living beings.

Among the crowd, someone didn't know who screamed first.

"It's the devil's breath!"

"Yin Wuxu is from the Demon Clan!"

Everyone came to their senses and looked at Yin Wuxu in disbelief.

The Immortal Palace disciple holding the demon-suppressing flag was also stunned, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

He didn't even know the demon-suppressing flag slipped from his hands.

The fallen demon-suppressing flag slowly floated into the air.

Sensing the demonic aura, he began to operate on his own.

Countless spiritual powers spontaneously pressed towards Yin Wuxu, seeming to want to subdue him.

However, like a stone thrown into the sea, all the spiritual energy that pressed towards Yin Wuxu was absorbed by Yin Wuxu.

Jiang Yunqi took a breath of cold air and wanted to remind Yin Wuxu that he should be appropriately weak.

After all, this exposes the true cultivation level.

But...he was silent again.

Now Yin Wuxu is being pulled by two completely different forces, the devil's breath and spiritual power. It's good that he doesn't go crazy.

Let alone listen to him.

However, Tiandao spoke quietly in the sea of ​​consciousness at this time.

"System No. 19018, do you think that Yin Wuxu cannot realize what you can realize?"

Jiang Yunqi: "???"

He was a little confused.

What do you mean?

The words haven't come out yet.

All the magic breath on the arena disappeared.

Yes, all gone...

Disappeared very abruptly.

And Yin Wuxu also seemed to be squeezed dry.

Falling from the sky to the ground, he knelt on one knee, his face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips. His eyes were already abnormal and full of demonic red.

Jiang Yunqi gasped.

Good guy, as expected, he was worried that Yin Wuxu would always be unnecessary.

"Senior brother!" Pei Xiaoyu's gentle voice sounded, growling, as if he was afraid that no one would notice him.

He roared, looking nervously and worriedly at Yin Wuxu, who was kneeling on one knee in the ring, as if Yin Wuxu was an important person to him.

Struggling to rush to the ring: "Senior brother! Senior brother! Are you okay..."

Then, by chance, he was stopped by the cultivator next to him.

The man sighed softly and dissuaded Pei Xiaoyu: "Fellow Daoist Pei, don't go there. Look clearly, that's not your senior brother, that's a demon!"

Someone echoed: "Yes, they are demons. We all know that you are kind-hearted, Fellow Daoist Pei, but demons do not deserve sympathy..."

Jiang Yunqi stood aside expressionlessly, watching Pei Xiaoyu add to the drama.

very speechless...

Pei Xiaoyu cried until his face was filled with tears. He cried and fussed, and successfully drew everyone's attention to him.