Fast! Too fast!

Before everyone could react, why Lin Mo's seventh battle was fought by Asura, who was recognized as the weakest among the eight tribes.

Xu Tianfu had already launched an attack on the Ghost Lord. He turned his right hand and a long knife surrounded by ice-blue thunder and lightning appeared in his palm!

As the magical long sword continued to be waved, countless sword lights instantly drowned the Ghost Lord!

Naturally, this attack could not hurt the Ghost Lord. After easily breaking through the sword light, the Ghost Lord grabbed a corpse on the ground and bit it on the shoulder.

A piece of flesh stained with red blood was torn apart.

The terrifying sound of chewing echoed in the heaven and earth, and the murderous intention in the Ghost Lord's eyes almost turned into a solid red line, as if he wanted to shoot Xu Tianfu directly as he walked towards him step by step!

Only then did everyone notice the special features of this battlefield. This was indeed a battlefield!

Countless bodies of those killed in battle were everywhere in sight, and the sky was dark as if blood would rain down in the next second.

While the Ghost Lord was chewing the piece of flesh and blood, the corpse in his hands shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye until it turned into a layer of human skin.

As for the human skin, it was shattered into powder by his hands. Then he sucked a corpse at his feet into his palm and gnawed it away with the same cruel behavior.

This move aroused fear in the hearts of thousands of people. In their eyes, the Ghost Lord standing on countless corpses was like a ferocious beast, enjoying his unique delicacies unscrupulously.

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Why him?

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven and the Evil Asura were still confused. They had no idea why Asura, the weakest and least qualified among the eight tribes, appeared on this battlefield.

They approached Ouyang Chili directly.

"Do you want to admit defeat in this seventh battle?"

The Emperor of Heaven's questions were also more direct, and he was obviously very confident about the victory of the seventh battle. I believe that not only him, but also the leaders of the major forces would think so.

After all, although the identity of Asura Xu Tianfu is a mystery, because of his extremely high frequency of attacks, anyone who has done a little research on this person is well aware of his strength.

Ouyang Chili waved the Suzaku feather fan in his hand gently, the confidence in his eyes unwavering. He did not answer the Emperor directly, but asked:

"Do you think Xu Tianfu is not qualified to hold the position of Asura of the Eight Tribes?"

The Emperor of Heaven frowned slightly, not quite understanding the meaning of Ouyang Chili's words, but he still replied:

"Yes, with his talent, he can actually achieve more by joining a dynasty.

The key is that his talent is only outstanding, far from being as amazing as Leng Chuluo and the others.

At least in my opinion, among the eight tribes, excluding the now-disappeared Garuda and the involuntary Mahulaka, the strength of the Asuras has seriously fallen behind.

Maybe even not as good as Yin Bujue, the ghost dragon, one of the three envoys of the Dragon King."

Ouyang Chili smiled and said:

"The selection of the Eight Tribes has always been decided by the King of Heaven. Since the King of Heaven thinks that Xu Tianfu is qualified to serve as an Asura, then he is the unique Asura."

"You still haven't answered my question." The Emperor didn't want to continue circling with Ouyang Chili.

He even wanted to know if the opponent was preparing to give up the seventh game, and whether there was a deeper conspiracy behind the failure in the second game.

Ouyang Chili sighed, looking a little helpless. He looked at the other Four Wisdoms coming up from behind and said:

"He didn't understand my answer. Can any of you explain it to him?"

The Emperor of Heaven looked confused. Although the Four Wisdoms did not cast any contemptuous glances, he always felt that the other party underestimated his IQ. After all, he was also responsible for the intelligence of the generation!

Takenaka Lan coughed dryly and took the initiative to stand up and said:

"This Lord of Heaven, Mr. Ouyang, hasn't he explained it very clearly?

The eight tribes were all selected by the evil king, so Huangfu Lingyun as a Gandharva can win, and Wang Tianyun as a Kinnara can win.

Why does Xu Tianfu, as an Asura, lose when he plays?

As far as I know, there is a saying that has been circulated in the Human World Association that the eight divisions are headed by Heaven, followed by Dragon, and the other six divisions have equal status.

And you missed a key point.

The palm struck by the Ghost Lord at the beginning definitely exceeded the upper limit that the nine-star could withstand, but why was that Asura able to break through it head-on?"

The Emperor's expression was a little dazed. It was true that he was paying attention to Asura's identity, but he forgot about the power that clearly exceeded the nine-star level in him just now.

At this time on the battlefield.

Xu Tianfu held a magic sword and walked step by step towards the ghost king who kept eating the corpse. His voice was a little low, as if he was suppressing something.

"Haven't you had enough?"

The Ghost Lord raised his head, casually shook the dry human skin in his hand into powder, and then let out a weird laugh:

"As expected, it was you, you were the one who blocked my move outside Creation Mountain before!

This tempting scent, I want to taste you finally..."

"Bold! If you insult someone's corpse, you should be killed!"

Xu Tianfu couldn't bear it any longer. The magic sword in his hand instantly turned into bright red. He raised it high and the whole world began to shake. A red star hidden in the darkness kept flashing!

Until it turns into a pillar of light and envelopes it!

At the same time, in the demon world, there is a bloodless dynasty.

The always noisy Sixth Young Emperor Yu Qishuang and Seventh Young Emperor Su Moshang rarely quarreled with each other anymore. They watched a red light flash across the sky, and the fighting spirit hidden in their eyes completely exploded!

And behind them, in addition to several other young emperors, stood a neat army of 200,000 demons!

At this moment, they were like sculptures, without even blinking.

It's as if the soul has been swallowed up and only the body remains in place.

But no one felt panicked by this situation. Instead, the same strong fighting spirit had turned into a strange river that cut off the sky!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The heartbeats sounded rhythmically. The heartbeats of ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people, ten thousand people, and two hundred thousand people were like an indomitable war song, invincible!

In the seventh battlefield.

The Ghost Lord could no longer suppress his desire and rushed towards Xu Tianfu!

And the beam of light that shrouded Xu Tianfu broke open instantly, and Xu Tianfu inside was seen wearing a ferocious crimson armor, and the surging blood-killing demonic energy set off endless waves of energy!

When he pointed the magic sword wrapped in crimson thunder and lightning at the Ghost Lord, a compelling fighting spirit surged out!

Military God Formation·War Demon Armor!

After seeing Xu Tianfu in this image, everyone looked extremely surprised.

Because they seemed to be able to feel an inexplicable heartbeat in the armor, as if it was a special living creature.

Then, before they had time to think deeply, they saw that after Xu Tian's resurrection, an unprecedentedly powerful figure appeared, like a god at the center of the world!

After this ancient god appeared, the spirit of war and murder spread everywhere!

It was as if countless battlefields from ancient to modern times were all coming to the same time and place at this moment, merging together.
Chapter completed!