"You are crazy, but I will also make you pay the price. I will destroy you in three moves and let you know the consequences of insulting the demon clan."

Shi Zhen's face changed suddenly when stimulated by Qin Cheng. He lifted up his spear and pointed his sharp spear directly at Qin Cheng.

"Well, the three moves are almost the same, but you lose." Qin Cheng said lightly.

"And I didn't insult the demon clan either. I just said that the younger generation of your demon clan is just trash."

The first half of Qin Cheng's sentence seemed to be explaining, but when he finished his last sentence, the eyes of the demon cultivator in the audience widened.

If Qin Cheng had only used the magic skills before, perhaps he was confident, but compared all the young men of the demon race to garbage, that would be too arrogant.

Even Lan Yue and the freckled girl were confused. Qin Cheng's words seemed to have scolded them too.

"Very good, you will soon know the consequences of your unrestrained talk. You will kneel in front of me for your arrogance and beg for mercy."

Shi Zhen's eyes almost spurted out fire, and his breath surged, causing the stone bricks on the ring to tremble continuously.

Just after the referee gave the order, Shi Zhen shouted loudly, his body was like a green dragon going out to sea, and he couldn't wait to rush out.

Shi Zhen's body looked like a phantom, with an extremely fast speed and rushed to Qin Cheng in the blink of an eye.

The sharp gun pointed straight into Qin Cheng's throat, trying to penetrate it.

He was already extremely angry, so he used a killer move when he took action.

Qin Cheng's eyes were cold and his breath had already flowed out. Facing the whistling spear, Qin Cheng punched out, and a huge force surged, hitting the spear head heavily. The shocking spear tip tilted and passed by him.

"I'm pretty, I'm not right."

Feeling the familiar aura fluctuations outside Qin Cheng's body, many demon cultivators present were shocked. Almost all demon cultivators learned this technique during enlightenment and practice, because this technique is quite simple, but for this reason, the power of Man Niu Jin is too common.

In this level of competition, Qin Cheng actually used the most basic means of the demon clan.

Is this absolutely confident, or I look down on Shi Zhen.

"Take out your true skills."

Opposite Qincheng, Shi Zhen's feelings naturally became deeper. He was furious and pulled back and stabbed out again. The sharp gun light burst out countless phantoms, like pear blossoms blooming.

Bang bang bang bang!

The next moment, outside Qin Cheng's body, terrifying geese suddenly flew out. They were like fireflies, surrounding Qin Cheng, colliding with the gun, making crisp sounds.

If you look closely, the lights are flying swords.

On the way to the demon clan, Qin Cheng refined nearly a thousand flying swords, and at this time they all took them out of the storage space and surrounded him.

Above the eyebrows, a sword-shaped trace alternates with light and darkness.

The sword intent is not a method of practice for human race or demon race, and it does not rely on the spiritual energy of humans. The same is true for the sword technique. Therefore, Qin Cheng used the demon race technique to operate this sword technique, and was also extremely skillful and easy to control.

With these thousands of flying swords around, Qin Cheng's figure was hidden in it by the storm wrapped in the sword light.

Shi Zhen roared repeatedly, and the spear kept firing out light, but when it came into contact with the flying swords, it was bounced back again and again.

Then Shi Zhen simply abandoned his gun and used various secret magic techniques of the demon clan, but fell on the sword blade storm, and there was no splash of water.

"What's the point of being a turtle!"

Shi Zhen roared angrily, rushed over and punched the sword blade.

As he continued to attack, several of the flying swords were shattered by him, but the number of more than a thousand handles was just a drop in the bucket.

"What is this kid Qincheng doing?"

On the side of the Demon Emperor Battle Platform, on the tall palace building, Master Nanyu stood here to watch the battle.

Seeing Qin Cheng hiding himself among thousands of sword blades and never fighting back, the golden bird was a little uneasy.

The Jue Ri Demon Emperor had sharp eyes, but a smile appeared as he looked at this scene.

"He promised me that he would defeat Shi Zhen with the demon clan. Although this sword-controlling method can be barely considered as the operation of the demon clan's aura, it is not eye-catching enough. This kid wants Shi Zhen to suffer a great loss."

"If you want to win, Qin Cheng has already won. As long as this sword blade storm turns into an offensive, Shi Zhen will be unable to resist." Master Nan Yu also nodded.

"This kid practices the ring battle as a battle."

The Demon Emperor Jue Ri suddenly looked into the air. At this time, a fiery red palm print was condensed and expanding in the sky.

"I heard that he had learned the Demon God Palm for the first time more than ten days ago, and in just a short time, he could practice the top-level art of my demon clan to such an extent."

"This person is indeed a genius, or a peerless genius." Nan Yu nodded.

"Nan Yu, I have an idea. Since he can master the martial arts of my demon clan so quickly and thoroughly, it is better to hand over that position to him." said the Jue Ri Demon Emperor.

Nan Yu's eyes widened in shock by the thoughts of the Jue Ri Demon Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have no objection. But there is no precedent for a human being to do this, and can he do it well?"

"There will always be exceptions, and I also look forward to what earth-shaking things he will do in that seat."

The Demon Emperor Jue Ri smiled and said, "You use all the Demon Emperor's Palm, this battle is about to end."

"Demon God Palm...so that's it."

In the center of the sword blade storm, Qin Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

This is the first time he actually operated a complete Demon God Palm. The process was a bit long, but he got a lot of experience.

Feeling the condensation of the palm seal, Qin Cheng's eyes crossed the layers of flying swords and looked at Shi Zhen.

The first time I used the Demon God Palm in full, this kid was cheaper.

Although Shi Zhen may not feel that way.

Qin Cheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand suddenly, removed the layers of sword blades, and then slowly pointed at Shi Zhen.

The sky roared, and the huge fire-colored palm fell suddenly like a meteorite falling from the sky.

On the ring, Shi Zhen, whose consciousness was placed on Qin Cheng, did not notice the abnormal movement in the air.

His eyes lit up as Qin Cheng's sword blade gradually slowed down and then disappeared.

"You can't hold on for too long and die for me."

Shi Zhen was extremely excited and thought he was already sure to win. He walked forward again with a spear in his hand and raised the spear high, like a long stick, falling down with a bang.

"Shi Zhen, you fool, please dodge it quickly!"

On the ring, Gu Sen, next to Lan Yue, couldn't help but scream.

Inside and outside the ring, except Shi Zhen, everyone else also saw the changes in the sky.

A ball of red fell in the sky, burning with terrifying flames. The falling speed was extremely fast, and it approached Shi Zhen's head in almost the blink of an eye.

This is a red palm print, huge and thick, and it is wrapped in a momentum that seems to suppress all things in the world.

Seeing this palm print, many demon cultivators outside the ring couldn't help but be shocked and stood up suddenly.
Chapter completed!