Supreme Spirit Lord

Under the shocking eyes of everyone, the energy riot they thought would happen did not show any signs of happening at all.

Mo Yang, who was already mentally prepared, was stunned for a moment when he saw the energy black hole that was wrapped around Mo Tian's body stably, but there was no sign of him absorbing it into his body, and then instantly understood the reason.

Kneeling on one knee, facing the high platform in the distance, said in a deep voice: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, please punish the emperor!"

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Hua Yuebai waved his hand to support Mo Yang, looked at Mo Tian who was still in the energy black hole, and said lightly: "Mo Tian."

Those two simple words made Mo Tian's heart tremble, and he began to pray that his emperor would not attack too harshly.

"This energy can help you break through to the holy level."

After the words fell, Hua Yuebai wrapped the energy black hole with magic power, and after removing the mixed spiritual power inside it, directly drove it into Mo Tiantian Sea.

Mo Tian, ​​who was already prepared to be punished, experienced the joy of this accident, fell to the bottom of the mood, and quickly recovered. He looked at Mo Yang with a shy look, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Thank you, Emperor!"

"After you break through, you will be formally incorporated into the Demon Army and serve as Mo Yang's deputy."

Mo Tian: God will kill me!

"The emperor is wise." This time the happy person was replaced by Mo Yang, especially when he saw Mo Tian's desperate eyes that seemed to be dying soon, he was in a better mood. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Mo Yang would have wanted to hum a ditty , to show how excited he is now.

Mo Tian, ​​who didn't dare to have any objections, could only silently take over Hua Yuebai's arrangement, mobilize the magic power in his body, and slightly stabilize the energy that just entered the sea of ​​qi.

After solving these two live treasures, Hua Yuebai's voice with a little evil spirit resounded in the audience, saying: "The winner of this game is Jianzong, Luo Pingchuan."

Bai picked up Luo Pingchuan, who was promoted to a place, and he didn't have any objection to it. He bowed in Hua Yuebai's direction, and then left the ring. Mo Yang wanted to continue announcing the next contestant, but in front of him suddenly A familiar figure appeared.

"Emperor?" Looking at Hua Yuebai who suddenly appeared on the stage, Mo Yang asked with some doubts, "But what are your orders?"

Waving with his back to Mo Yang, Hua Yuebai's eyes fell on Mo Tian who was silently stabilizing the energy seal in his body, and he said: "You press that kid Mo Tian to retreat, and I will take over the rest."

Mo Yang replied: "Yes."

Then he flashed up behind Mo Tian, ​​put his palm on his shoulder, and silently recited the formula in his heart, the space around the two of them twisted for a moment, and the next moment, Hua Yuebai was the only one left on the stage.

"Why did His Majesty the Devil Emperor take action himself?"

"His Royal Highness Han Bing is the strength of the late stage of the holy level, and Chief Mo should not be able to suppress the situation."

"I'm afraid the person Ice Demon Lord is facing is not weak."

"How to say?"

"If it weren't for his strong strength, he could fight back and forth with the Ice Demon Monarch. How could he need the Emperor to control the situation?"

"That's true, I don't know who the final winner of this game will be."

Everyone whispered for a while, and then they all turned their attention to the field again. Compared with Luo Pingchuan and Mo Tian, ​​there will be no unexpected battles, they want to see the competition between the dark horse and the devil.

Even if it is not a battle of life and death, this kind of unknown pleasure makes everyone yearn for it.

Under everyone's expectant eyes, Hua Yuebai announced calmly: "Four into two, the second round. Please enter the venue."

As soon as the words fell, a blue-gray figure slightly taller than him appeared beside Hua Yuebai, and in the next breath, another tall figure appeared on the other side of him.

Seeing that both of them had already entered the stage, bursts of cheers erupted from the audience.

"Are you ready?" Hua Yuebai took a step forward, turned to look at Lin Yile and Kai Ruoshui, and asked routinely.

The two nodded at the same time.

"Okay, I'll remind you one last time, click until the end." After speaking, Hua Yuebai's figure appeared on the edge of the field.

After Lin Yile and Kai Ruoshui greeted each other, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move.

The breath of silence spread, affecting the crowd outside the arena. The crowd who were still cheering gradually quieted down, staring at the arena intently, for fear of missing any scene.

The crowd held their breath, making the whole square quiet.

The two confronted each other for a long time, so long that everyone in the audience felt the tension in their hearts to the extreme, and beads of sweat continued to flow on their foreheads, and only then did they make their first move after coming on stage, or the first sentence.

"In your eyes, I can't see the intention of winning." After going on stage, Kai Ruoshui no longer felt nervous in the audience, because in Lin Yile's eyes, he didn't realize that the opponent was interested in this competition. There is no desire for the final victory.

"It's hard to say." As a spiritual teacher, Lin Yile was not affected by the other party's few words, with a faint smile on his lips, he said: "Or, if I fight with you, I can win without these things."

Hearing this, Kai Ruoshui's eyes flickered.

Facing the opponent does not need to seek victory, it can only show one thing, he does not see the opponent in his eyes at all.

And this can be said to be a higher level of language art than provocation.

"Isn't your Excellency a bit too arrogant when you say this?" Kai Ruoshui's eyes began to be filled with murderous intent, staring at Lin Yile, and said coldly.

"Perhaps." Lin Yile shrugged, with the same smile on his face, and said: "The arrogance of those with strength is self-confidence, but for those without strength, arrogance can only become arrogance."

These few words made Hua Yuebai beside him couldn't help sighing in his heart, he made Lin Yile the villain on a whim, he really chose the right person.

Before that, Hua Yuebai was worried that Lin Yile's mild personality would not be suitable for being a big stick to beat mandarin ducks, but now it seems that his previous worries were completely superfluous.

Lin Yile's current performance cannot be said to be perfect, it is simply flawless. Based on Hua Yuebai's understanding of her fourth brother, it is estimated that this time is about to reach the border of rage.

Kai Ruoshui's face was as stiff as a rock, and he tried his best to calmly say: "Brother Lin is really confident."

However, he could still hear some gnashing of teeth from his tone.

Lin Yile smiled lightly and said, "Confidence comes from strength."

Kai Ruoshui couldn't help taking a deep breath with his calm and breezy appearance, and made a final struggle, saying: "Brother Lin must have other reasons for participating in this group arena, between you and me It is not necessary to have this battle, it is better to take a step back."

"I did have other reasons for participating in this group arena." Seeing that Kai Ruoshui was obviously relieved, Lin Yile said resolutely: "But this battle between you and me is absolutely inevitable."

From Lin Yile's expression, Kai Ruoshui saw that there was no room for negotiation, so he was silent for a while and asked, "Brother Lin, are you sure?"

"Sure." Lin Yile nodded firmly.

"That's offended!"

Before the words fell, there was no trace of Kai Ruoshui in place. Everyone subconsciously looked at where Lin Yile was, and saw Kai Ruoshui, holding a giant hammer, smashing down from the top of Lin Yile's head.

Wherever the giant hammer passed, the space collapsed piece by piece, which shows that he didn't hold back his hand at all.

The attack fell extremely quickly, and it landed on top of Lin Yile's head in less than a blink of an eye.

Everyone's pupils constricted suddenly, and some people didn't want to see this bloody scene, and wanted to close their eyes, but they couldn't react in time.

But the imagined scene of brains splashing all over the place did not appear.

I saw the sledgehammer piercing through Lin Yile's figure and hitting the ground fiercely. On the arena made of the same material as the ground of the Demon Emperor's Palace, a large deep pit immediately appeared. The guards of the deep pit were like spider webs. The cracks spread for a few feet before barely stopping.

It turned out that just now, Kai Ruoshui hit only an afterimage.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people were even more shocked. What kind of speed is it that can leave an afterimage in such a short time?

And where is that person hiding at this moment?

Kai Ruoshui didn't feel any disappointment when he missed a hit. With a cold face, he swung the sledgehammer with his backhand and smashed it towards another empty space.

Boom!

The sledgehammer swung across the space, and it should have passed through without hindrance, but for some reason, it made a loud noise when it hit the empty air, and there were waves of water ripple-like traces.

Regarding this strange scene, Kai Ruoshui's eyes lit up, his arms as thick as a tree trunk suddenly exerted force, veins burst out of his muscles, and the water ripples in front of him suddenly moved a little towards Kai Ruoshui.

It's like an object falling into the water, suddenly swallowed by the current.

Sensing that something was wrong, Kai Ruoshui's dark blue magic power surged on his arm, his wide feet stomped on the ground, and he pulled the weapon out of it with force.

Although he successfully pulled out the sledgehammer from that strange position with suction, his body was also unstable due to inertia, and he staggered a few steps backwards.

In this extremely short period of time, a bluish-gray figure that could not be caught by the naked eye suddenly rushed straight out of the strangely rippling space, and the pure white spiritual power in his hand transformed into an iron-cut long sword. With the knife, cut open Ruoshui's heart.

With such a short distance and such a rapid speed, Kai Ruoshui had no time to dodge, so he could only block it.

Layers of pitch-black ice appeared in front of Kai Ruoshui, but just as they condensed out, they were broken open by the long knife, and ice flowers flew around, falling to the ground and turning into a streak of dark blue energy that dissipated in the space.

The ice layer condensed one by one, and was destroyed by Lin Yile again and again. He didn't even slow down by a single ounce, but in a short time, the tip of the long knife had reached Kai Ruoshui's chest, and the sharp knife wind on it cut through Open Ruoshui's skirt.

The magic power in his body surged wildly to his chest, blue ice crystals flickered in his eyes, his speed doubled in vain, and his body slid back two or three feet like a swimming fish.

But the tip of the knife condensed with pure white energy seemed to follow him like a shadow, staying on his chest forever, and there were even signs of getting closer as time went by.

This idea appeared in his mind, and the next moment, a faint smell of blood surrounded Kai Ruoshui's nose, and pure spiritual power entered his skin from the tip of the long knife, making him extremely uncomfortable.

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