Rise of the Zerg of Elves

"Wenji, come on," Yun Qinghong said after a brief silence.

"Ah me." Behind Yun Qinghong, a rather young man in royal attire pointed at him, with a look of confusion and panic on his face.

Wenji is the son of King Xu, and his talent and strength are also extraordinary. However, with his 29-year-old and second-level profound strength in the Tyrannical Realm, he can only be ranked at the bottom among the top young people in the entire fantasy demon world. Even the teacher, who is far weaker than Dong Xi, is at the bottom.

In the first round, Mu Hengyi had already been defeated miserably at the hands of Zi Huan. In the second round, there should be someone who could match up to Prince Zi Huan. Even if he did not win, he would at least save some face after the disastrous defeat. Even Mu Hengyi was defeated in an instant by his opponent. If he goes up, he will only lose worse.

"Yes, Wenji, you will be the second to appear." Yun Qinghong faced him and said with a deep eyebrow: "The opponent is indeed an opponent that is difficult for you to defeat, but as the king of the Illusory Demon Royal Family, even if you lose the game, you will still be able to win. We can only lose momentum, let alone lose momentum before losing the game."

Wenji gritted his teeth and quickly calmed down: "Okay"

"Although you and Zi Huan are three small realms apart, we are both overlords after all. Even if he beats you, he will still have to spend a lot of energy. Your goal is to consume as much of his profound energy as possible. Remember, three-point attack , Seven-point defense, and when attacking, only attack the vital parts that are fatal. Also, no matter what he says, stay calm enough. If you can do the above, you will have won this game."

"I remember." Wenji nodded vigorously, then flew up and landed in the arena.

"Prince Xufu Wenji, please enlighten me."

"Oh, it turns out to be brother Wenji." Prince Zihuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It seems that you really can't pick any decent people over there. You even sent them here. I feel for you." pitiful."

Wenji: ""

Prince Zihuan stretched out his finger to him and hooked it with contempt: "Come on, attack as much as you want. If you are a rookie like you, if I can't let you down within ten moves, I will have no shame to continue in this Demon Imperial City." Mix in."

Who among the members of the Illusory Demon Royal Clan who is not superior to human beings has ever been humiliated by such words. Wenji clenched his fists tightly and felt angry in his heart, but Yun Qinghong's warning quickly flashed through his mind. He took a short breath to calm down quickly, and then without saying anything, he stepped on the ground with his legs and fired a golden gun. In his hand, a golden phantom appeared, piercing Prince Zihuan's chest. At the same time, his domain also opened with full force.

"Fire Field"

The red flames condensed on the golden spear tip, and the huge domain power suddenly erupted into a tsunami, amplifying the power of the spear body and impacting Prince Zihuan's whole body. The red fire was only a low-level form among ordinary mysterious fires, but The red flame used by the members of the Illusory Demon Royal Clan is actually the inferior Golden Crow Flame, which is far more powerful than the dark purple Mysterious Flame.

"Watch me chop your broken spear into pieces."

Prince Zihuan roared arrogantly, and with a wave of the red blood sword, seven bloody sword lights shot out in an instant. The extremely sharp sword lights carried scorching flames, easily tearing apart Wenji's domain, and there was a sound of splitting the air. It was like a knife cutting through glass, it was extremely harsh.

The golden spear that was stabbing Zihuan suddenly slowed down at this moment, and then the figure suddenly swayed and shifted instantly. Four of Prince Zihuan's bloody blades suddenly hit the air, and three of them collided with Wenji's spear light. In a burst of chaotic and harsh shattering sounds, the three sword lights were completely resisted, and Wenji was also hit ten steps away by the remaining force.

"Yeah" Zi Huan frowned and sneered. His body was like a swift shadow and his sword was like a swimming dragon. He slashed in front of Wenji in an instant. The latest chapter of the urban version of Invincible Heroes.

"True Flame Shield"

砰

The red blood knife struck the flame vortex formed in front of Wen Ji, but after only a breath of stalemate, the flame vortex was torn apart, and two more bloody lights flashed. The flame vortex completely disappeared, and the red blood knife drove straight in. At "Dang" With a loud sound, it struck Wenji's golden spear.

With a loud sound, Wenji leaned up and down, with a splash of blood splattering from the corner of his mouth, but he held on tightly without retreating. The golden gun that had been filled with all his strength was sunk half an inch by the red blood knife, but it was still far from being severed. far away.

Zihuan had yelled arrogantly before to chop Wenji's gun into pieces, but after five sword blows, Wenji firmly supported him and seemed to attack with all his strength. However, he suddenly changed his position, avoided the attack, and then used the fastest speed to attack. The speed turned from offense to defense. Although he was injured, he did not take a step back.

Zi Huan narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Boy, get out of here."

The fire on the red blood sword suddenly flashed, and a huge force exploded. Zi Huan had already used a lot of force on this sword. Wen Ji's face turned pale and his body retreated violently, but Zi Huan's sword glowed like a maggot in his tarsus. Immediately after, three dazzling rays of rich blood light came.

Dangdangchi

When receiving the second knife, the golden gun finally flew out, and the third knife cut into Wenji's chest, cutting through his protective black energy, and then cut through his protective armor. But between the black energy and the treasure, Under Jia's resistance, the red blood knife had no power left. Wenji flew out, but landed firmly. After the broken armor, there was only a thin red mark with blood beads hanging on his chest.

Wen Ji moved his hand, and the golden gun was sucked back into his hand. He wiped the blood on his mouth and smiled: "It's been eight moves."

Although he was beaten in such a miserable state that he could only parry but had no power to fight back, he was able to withstand the attacks of Zi Huan, whose profound strength was stronger than his three minor realms, especially the three swords just now. But Zi Huan attacked with all his strength.

Zihuan could have made Wenji fall down within ten moves, which he could have shouted out in public. If he couldn't win in ten moves, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to stripping his own face.

"This bastard" Prince Zihuan gritted his teeth secretly, but with a look of contempt on his face: "I was just showing mercy just now, I didn't want you to lose too ugly. Do you really think that you are worthy of my red blood sword?" Have you been bouncing around for so long?”

Prince Zihuan's eyes widened, and he suddenly roared, blood burst out from the blade, and in an instant, Wenji's already shaky territory was torn in half.

The mysterious skill Zi Huan practiced was the Blood Flame Sword, and the weapon he used was the blood-red Crimson Blood Sword. Moreover, the glow of his sword was blood-colored, and even the flames he released turned into blood flames. Under his sudden burst of profound energy, the space within thirty feet around him was shaken by circles of blood-colored ripples, and the entire competition venue was covered with a faint layer of blood.

Wen Ji, who was closest to Li Huan, had a sudden change in expression. Facing a powerful enemy, he gritted his teeth and held the golden gun in front of him.

Prince Zihuan raised the red blood sword horizontally and made a low sound from his mouth. The momentum of the sword was enough to show its astonishing power, but it must also be accompanied by considerable consumption. But if he wanted to defeat Wenji within two swords, how could he not pay a price? The big words were spoken. With this sword, he would defeat Wenji no matter what.

"Netherworld Flame Sword"

Prince Zihuan let out a low roar and slashed out with the red blood sword. In an instant, the sword light spread wildly, as if the entire world was completely enveloped, allowing it to be slaughtered.

Facing the sword light and blood flames that filled the sky, Wenji's face became extremely serious. He roared and retreated as fast as possible. At the same time, all his dark energy was condensed into the golden gun. The gun body rotated and rolled up a huge flame. Barrier Genius Alchemist: The Prince’s Favorite Concubine is Unlimited.

砰

Just like a blood lotus blooming in the sky, under the blood lotus, the red blood knife and the golden gun collided fiercely. The power of the two overlords exploded, spreading a flame dozens of feet long and wide in the demon emperor's hall. curtain.

Wenji's flame domain completely collapsed. In the fire curtain, he flew out with the golden gun and hit the ground heavily. After dozens of tumbling, he stood up abruptly. A pair of arms were already The location of the blood flow is also outside the arena.

"Wenji, you are defeated, retreat." The little demon queen said expressionlessly.

As soon as the Little Demon Queen's voice fell, the people from Prince Xu's Palace flew to Wenji's side, took him back to his seat, and praised him excitedly: "I actually forced Prince Zihuan to use the Mingyan Sword, little Prince, that's great Kind of."

"Hey" Wenji laughed, then closed his eyes and passed out.

"This kid has actually ruined so much of my strength." When the Xue Ming Dao came out, Prince Zihuan was slightly out of breath. He couldn't blame anyone else, he could only blame himself for speaking too loudly, and at this moment, a voice A fierce sword wind suddenly struck from above.

"Prince Xi's Mansion Zifeng, please give me some advice."

Prince Zihuan was about to respond, but the other party didn't give him a chance to speak. Instead, he attacked with fierce fire and sword shadows. Zihuan had just used a big move, and there was a short-term deficit in his profound strength. Under the opponent's urgent attack, he hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, but after all, he was the fourth among the Seven Illusory Demons, and the opponent's profound strength was only at the third level of the Tyrant Profound Realm. He quickly surged with profound strength, and the red blood sword was glowing with blood. Shoot: "If a scum like you wants to win against me, just dream."

bang bang bang bang

Five swords struck out in a row, creating a large wave of bloody fire. Zi Feng was almost forced to the edge of the arena. Hengjian came forward again and faced Zi Huan's sword without fear. After twenty encounters, he was still blown away by Zi Huan's sword. Several dozen feet away, he spat out three bloody arrows in a row. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a sword again, roared wildly, and stabbed Zi Huan. The sword whistle shook the entire Demon Emperor's Hall.

"Rainbow Split"

Like a meteor streaking across the sky above the hall, even the people in the most corner of the hall felt a frightening sword intent. Facing Zifeng's sword, Prince Zihuan shouted arrogantly, do not dodge or dodge. Avoid, meet head on

"Ghost Flame Sword"

The blood light collided with the sword shadow in chaos, and then the blood light flashed through the sword shadows and cut across Zifeng's body.

Zi Guang groaned, the long sword flew out of his hand, and his whole body flew out, smashing into the seat two hundred feet away.

"If Zifeng loses, Zi Huan still wins," the Little Demon Queen said with a frown.

Zihuan's strength can only be ranked in the middle of the pack in Dong Xi, but Xi Xi and three others were all defeated. Dong Xi's expressions were getting harder and harder to look at. At this time, another person in the palace rose into the air. , a ball of flames blasted toward Zihuan.

"Prince Gu's Mansion Chengyang, accept the move."

The fourth teacher entered the scene, and with a greeting, he directly attacked Prince Zihuan.

Flames collided, profound energy roared, and the flames in the center of the hall continued to explode and roar. The two of them fought fiercely and met dozens of times. As a ball of blood flames exploded, Chengyang was seriously injured and fell into coma on the spot.

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