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The sudden change shocked all the members of the Qianji Demon Clan present, and the Demon Commander who guarded the order of the school field made a decisive move, trying to control the fierce man of unknown origin in the arena before the situation escalated.

Having seen the tragic end of those two demon generals with his own eyes, this demon commander did not dare to be arrogant. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he sacrificed his natal magic weapon - the blood-devouring hook sickle, and the power of the demon spirit covered the surface of his body. Resolutely rushed into the sword array.

The sword curtain covered the sky and the sun, and once he stepped into the sword array, his sense of the outside world was completely cut off. Infinite murderous intentions filled this small land, and deadly sword energy could erupt anytime, anywhere. He rushed out from an unexpected position, crushing his body.

Moshuai's pupils shrank, and the black figure standing at the bottom of the pit not far away looked up. Those scarlet eyes contained monstrous anger and hatred that almost turned into substance, stirring the sword shadow in the sword screen, To destroy all living creatures that come close.

"die!"

Suppressing the anger that could not be vented in the low-pitched roar, the man raised his hand and slashed out the sword in his hand. More than ten sword shadows formed a string and slashed at the Demon Commander.

That seemingly slender body contained endless power. In the face of a crisis, the Demon Commander swung the hook and sickle horizontally, and the sound of crackling rang in his ears. Every time there was a strong thrust, he was forced to retreat.

When the last sword light was blocked, the hook sickle in his hand was completely mutilated, and his body flew upside down under that thrust.

He was forced to leave the sword screen, and his feet left footprints about nine inches deep on the ring before he managed to stabilize his body.But at the moment when he stood firm, the five viscera in his body surged, and the devil's blood flowed backwards, rushing out, splashing all over the ground.

The hands holding the hook sickle tightly were cracked with blood, trembling because of the severe pain, he stared in horror and horror at the ring-shaped sword screen less than five feet away from him, and among the countless sword shadows, stood still. The motionless man in black gritted his teeth and shouted angrily:

"Where are the demon guards!"

If one person is invincible, then they can only attack together!

The sound of angry shouting fell, and the demon guards of Qianji King City, who were patrolling around the school grounds, jumped onto the ring one after another. The members of the demon guards had the lowest cultivation level, and they also had the cultivation level of the peak demon generals. They held the most sophisticated equipment in the king city, Surrounding the sword array in a ring shape, their movements are uniform and well-trained.

"Yuehui, how is your injury?"

The Demon Commander who was in charge of supervising the progress of the other two arena competitions also rushed here to evacuate irrelevant clansmen and surround the source of panic in the sword formation.He walked quickly to the side of the wounded Yuehui Demon Commander and asked him about his situation.

"It's okay."

Yuehui waved his hand, his hook sickle was useless, and had to be refined again later.He stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted in a deep voice:

"God Killing Formation!"

More than a dozen demon guards fired their spears at the same time, and when Yuehui gave an order, they would attack with all their strength to suppress the monsters in the sword formation.

All of a sudden, the school grounds were full of swords and swords, and a big battle was imminent.

However, just as Yuehui raised his arms and was about to chop them down, a calm, clear, yet imposing female voice sounded from outside the school grounds:

"stop!"

The hands of the demon guards holding the spears suddenly stopped, and without hesitation, they all took it back decisively, and stood at their feet with a clang, standing upright.

Yuehui's face darkened, and the other two demon commanders who came to support were also stunned, and immediately looked at the place where the voice came from.

There was a crackling sound of the machine, and the wheelchair moved from far to near. On the wooden wheelchair, a woman in plain white clothes looked calm, with delicate and soft features. Blowing up, strands of strands, one after another.

There were two leaf-shaped embroidery on the hem of her clothes, elegant and tranquil, even though she came alone and was sitting in a wheelchair, no one present dared to refute her words.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! Just now..."

Yuehui was the first to break the silence, wanting to report what happened earlier in detail.His face was pale, and his wounded internal organs were still in pain. He hated the mysterious person who caused a huge commotion, killed two demon generals from the Thousand Machine Demon Clan, and severely injured him!

But before he could continue speaking, the woman he called "Your Highness" raised her hand lightly, stopped his words, and immediately controlled the wheelchair, walked straight past him, and walked towards the black sword formation. slowly approaching.

"Your Highness, don't go there! It's dangerous!"

Before the sound of Yuehui's exclamation fell, a pitch-black figure jumped out of the sword array, as fast as lightning, and it was in front of the woman in white in an instant. Leaning on the ground, he stabbed the woman in white at the throat.

If this sword stabbed her, there was absolutely no possibility of her being spared.

"Liangjin."

The woman in white didn't change her face, and there was even a touch of unspeakable compassion and pity in her eyes. She gently called the name of the person in front of her, turning a blind eye to the sword of death that was about to take her life.

She recognized the sword stained with demonic blood, and also recognized the lunatic and crazy person.

She didn't know what kind of painful experience made the originally confident, cheerful, casual and free-spirited person into what he is now. What was covered up by the destructive hatred in those scarlet eyes was unforgettable. Pain and boundless despair.

The appearance of the person in front of her at this time is very similar to her who was destroyed decades ago.

The sharp point of the sword stopped at her throat, and the sword energy pierced her delicate and smooth skin, and bright red, human blood flowed down that slender wound.

"Liangjin."

She spoke again, raised her hand, and waved to the person wrapped in the black robe.

Thirty years ago, it was Liang Jin who gave her redemption, allowing her to regain the meaning of living, and understand that human life cannot be only hatred and revenge, so today, seeing Liang Jin who was also blinded by hatred, She also reached out to her without reservation.

In this dark Jiuyou, only she who has a blood bond with Liangjin and maintains her family relationship can save Liangjin.

The long sword carved with thorns began to tremble, deepening the wound on her throat, but she remained expressionless, looking at Liang Jin with pity and sadness.

The long sword fell, and the heavy hood was lifted by the wind, revealing a tearful face under the hood.

"Cousin..."

Liang Jin's pale lips couldn't help trembling as she whispered softly.She took another two steps forward, the black air surrounding her body slowly dissipated, and the scene in front of her eyes gradually became blurred, as if the strength in her body had been emptied, and she didn't even have the strength to keep standing.

When the last ray of sword energy disappeared out of thin air, Liang Jin fell into a coma due to continuous overdrawing of strength, and fell into the arms of the woman in white. The tears in the corners of her eyes were still clear, making the woman in white frowned. After a long time, she let out a heavy sigh.

"Your Highness..."

Yuehui and the other two magic commanders stared dumbfounded at the unimaginable scene in front of them. While they were shocked, they couldn't restrain their admiration.

She is indeed the most important heir to the throne of the Demon King of Thousand Machines, and only she can solve such a difficult situation without bloodshed.But before Yue Hui asked how to deal with the aftermath, he heard the indifferent and majestic voice of the woman in white:

"The last quota for the Qianji Clan to participate in the Heavenly Demon Ceremony has been determined, and there is no need to select another one."

After finishing speaking, she hugged Liang Jin horizontally, and slowly left the school grounds, Tuliu Yuehui and the other magic commanders and guards looked at each other, not knowing why.

"You want this person of unknown origin to participate in the Heavenly Demon Ceremony?"

In the Palace of Thousand Machines, in the Palace of the Demon King, the person seated at the head clasped his hands and rested his chin, asking with a serious face.

The strange celestial phenomenon that appeared in the sky of Wangcheng today spread throughout Qianji Wangcheng within an hour. Fortunately, he issued a ban in time, so that the news did not continue to spread.

But at this moment, the adoptive daughter whom he highly valued, the future heir of the Qianji royal family, told him that the last place to participate in the Heavenly Demon Ceremony would be given to this woman who caused turmoil in the Qianji royal city.

Even though the solemn atmosphere in the hall made it difficult to breathe, the woman in white who was sitting in the wheelchair had a calm expression all the time, and her indifferent black eyes contained profound and endless strategies and wisdom.

As a human being, in just 20 years, she not only gained a firm foothold in the Qianji King City, but also made all the Qianji clansmen agree with her identity, and even believed in her ability. Respect, has her means and courage.

Hearing Qianji Demon King's inquiry, she pursed her lips and smiled, and said calmly:

"Father's words are wrong. The Lingyun Jiange is the treasure of my Qianji family, and it can be driven by any young boy? I must have known the details of what happened in the school today, so I don't need to repeat it. Judging from the situation at that time, Lingyun Sword Pavilion has obviously recognized its master."

The man on the throne squinted his eyes a little, restrained the sharp light in his eyes, and listened to the people sitting next to him with great interest.

"Liang Jin is Erchen's cousin. When Erchen was in the human world, I had a good friendship with her, so I spent some time getting to know her. As far as I know, Liang Jin was born in Dongyang, the middle state of the human world. Ling Yunzong is the granddaughter of the suzerain Ling Cangqiong, and Ling Cangqiong is the direct descendant of the founding ancestor Ling Fenghua."

At this point, her voice paused for a while, and then she cleared her throat before continuing:

"Although Ling Fenghua rebelled against the Demon Clan and was a sinner of my Qianji Clan, the disaster is not as good as the descendants of future generations. With such a background, Liang Jin is a member of the Qianji Clan, and has been recognized by the Lingyun Jiange. He is still on the ring in full view. Let's kill the two demon generals who participated in the election openly and aboveboard."

A sharp and confident light suddenly shot out from her calm and calm eyes, and she stared aggressively at the man on the throne who ruled the entire Thousand Machine Demon Clan, asserting:

"With such strength and such status, it is only logical that the participation quota belongs to her!"