"Puff——"

As soon as Whirlwind King Fang Zhen finished speaking, his heart was pierced by a sharp long claw. He opened one eye wide in disbelief and looked at his chest with a deep gaze, seeing the flames wrapped around his body.

The demonic vine receded like a tide, and a blood mist bloomed on his chest, and blood flowed across it, quickly soaking through his clothes.

"How could this happen? This is impossible..."

Pregnant Qiao, who was hiding behind the Whirlwind King Kong Fang Ni, withdrew his claws and snorted coldly, "Nothing is impossible! You are evil-minded and have done all kinds of evil things. I am just treating them in the same way as others."

It’s just my body!”

Whirlwind King Kong Fang Zhen seemed to want to say something else, but bright red blood spurted out from his chest and mouth. His body shook, and then he fell to the ground with a "plop" and died.

Pregnant Qiao stood up straight, raised the claw holding the heart of Whirlwind King Fang Zhen high, glanced sideways at the private room where Demon Lord You was, and squeezed the heart with force, her eyes full of

He was provocative. Blood sprayed all over the ground, and a strong bloody aura spread everywhere, causing everyone under the ring to cover their mouths and frown.

A breeze blew over the martial arts field, emitting a series of "whimpering" mournful sounds, like countless innocent souls sobbing in low voices. The sound became louder and denser, lingering around everyone, and sounded eerie.

fear.

The entire martial arts arena was so quiet that you could almost hear the drop of a pin. Everyone stopped talking and had dumbfounded expressions on their faces, as if they hadn't recovered from the fight just now.

Demon Lord You, who was sitting in the private stand, clenched his fists hard, stared coldly at Pregnant Qiao on the ring, and slowly said: "It seems that this little girl has some abilities. I underestimated her before! How about you?

Who else wants to meet her?"

After listening to Demon Lord You's words, an eight or nine-year-old girl in red stepped forward and cupped her hands towards Demon Lord You, "Demon Lord, this stinky girl surnamed pregnant is very weird. She has such a short hair."

Within a short period of time, three people have died in her hands. The Demon Lord must not fall into her trap and be led by her!" This girl is none other than Long Ji, the little princess of the Realm of Chaos, Long Che and

After Long Hao died, the Chaos Stone Beast found her and took her to join the Demon Sect.

Demon Lord You glanced coldly at the girl in red, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "You have no place to speak here!"

Long Ji suddenly choked, his face turned red, he closed his mouth and did not dare to say anything.

In addition to Demon Lord You and Long Ji, there are four men in black robes standing in this private room, namely Ruyi Vajra Ji Wushuang, Ice Soul Vajra Sikong Yunbing, Demon Pestle Vajra Mo Han and Tiangang Vajra Lengyu. Bingpo

Vajra Sikong Yunbing and Tiangang Vajra Lengyu had their own thoughts and kept their heads lowered. Ruyi Vajra Ji Wushuang was the weakest among the eight Vajras. Demon Lord You's eyes naturally fell on Demon Pestle Vajra Mohan.

on the body.

Seeing that he had no way to avoid it, Demonic Pestle Vajra Mo Han bit the bullet and said: "My subordinates are willing to ask for a fight!"

"Okay! Just use the blood of this stinky girl to sacrifice the Onizuka Demonic Sword in your hand!" Demon Lord You gave a light high-five with a playful smile on his face.

The Demonic Pestle Vajra Mohan nodded to the Demon Lord, turned into a ball of demonic energy, and jumped onto the ring with a "swoosh".

He stared at the demonized Yuqiao in front of him, not daring to be careless. You must know that this little girl killed the Earth Demon Vajra Luotian, the Crimson Flame Vajra Zuo Yan and the Whirlwind Vajra Fang Nai in this arena. She was ruthless.

, no mercy at all! If he doesn't deal with it carefully, then the next person to die in this ring may very well be himself.

"I am the Demonic Pestle Vajra Mohan, please enlighten me!"

After saying this, Mohan, the Demonic Pestle King, pulled out a scimitar that was more than seven feet long from behind. The scimitar was completely black, with the handle slightly curved inward, and a blood-red skull inlaid on it, faintly visible to the outside.

Blood light. After Demonic Pestle Vajra Mo Han took out the Onizuka Demonic Knife, he used his strength for a moment, and saw the blood light on the demonic knife skyrocketing. The blood evil aura emanating from the sword made everyone present shudder! It even circled around.

The group of resentful spirits above the martial arts arena dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

After everyone in the martial arts arena saw the terrifying aura of the Onizuka Demonic Sword, their mouths opened in shock. Today, they had learned a lot. It was the first time for many of them to see such a powerful magical weapon.

Pregnant Qiao had seen the power of this Onizuka Demonic Sword at the auction of Wanling Chamber of Commerce. She narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking that there was another difficult master to deal with! But she didn't have much time, so she only

Seeking a quick victory.

"drink--"

Pregnant Qiao Jiao gave a shout and rushed straight towards the Demonic Pestle King Kong Mohan.

The Demonic Pestle Vajra Mo Han faced Prefecture Qiao with his sword, and his movements were wide open and wide, showing an astonishing power. Prefecture Qiao was forced back a few steps by him, and she couldn't find the opportunity to strike, so she could only keep flying to avoid the shots fired at her.

Blade awn.

The Onizuka Demon Sword is indeed well-deserved and extremely powerful. Every time the sword is struck, the blade wave rolls towards Yuqiao like a mountain and a tsunami. For a moment, the sword light rolls away in the ring, and the gravel is crushed into stone powder flying all over the sky.

, the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Pregnant Qiao activated the spiritual energy in her body, and fire shields condensed in mid-air, blocking the sword light directed at her, but she could not free her hands to launch an attack. If this continued, the spiritual energy in her body would soon be lost.

It will be used up.

After hundreds of moves, Pregnant Qiao finally couldn't hold on any longer. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it from the air, and a crimson flaming spear condensed out. Pregnant Qiao held the flaming spear and threw it forward. The spear

The spear drew an arc in mid-air and stabbed towards the Demonic Pestle Vajra Mohan.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mo Chun's mouth. It seemed that this little girl was driven to the end of her skills by him. He waved his sleeves and flicked away the flaming spear. The movements of his hands became faster and faster, and countless knives were drawn.

The light shot out of the sky and hit Pregnant Qiao like a violent storm.

The entire arena was instantly enveloped by the bloody sword light, and the aura was particularly sharp. The people in the audience couldn't see the figures of the two people on the stage through the protective formation, and could only see a flickering blade light.

When the opportunity came, Yu Qiao waited for the opportunity and rushed to the Demonic Pestle Vajra Mo Han. She waved her long finger forward and shouted: "Qiankun Qi Explosion Technique!"

The flaming spear just now was just a false shot. The purpose was to make the Demonic Vajra Mohan relax his vigilance. Only then could she find the opportunity to strike. There was only one chance. If this blow could not severely damage the Demonic Pestle Vajra Mohan, then she

It's dangerous.

"boom--"

A loud noise was heard, and a deep pit was blasted out of the martial arts arena.

Everyone in the audience stretched their necks and looked anxiously towards the ring. After the light curtain and flames dissipated, they saw Pregnant Qiao standing alone on the ring, clutching her chest with both hands, obviously suffering from pain.
Chapter completed!