There were crowds of people outside the field, and it became quiet at this moment. The layers of steps outside the circular pit were crowded with people. Zhi Jixiang was wearing a veil, with wide eyes, and looking at the young boy in the field. What kind of person was this? He obviously had the chance to win easily, but he simply missed the opportunity?

What kind of arrogance is this?

Lie Jianshang held the magic gun inserted behind him tightly, but felt his blood was boiling. This was a kind of confidence that others could not understand. As a warrior, he might not be able to do it, but he could understand it.

Pan Meng in the distance, the Emperor Fan was silent. They still disliked the Moro boy, but they had to develop indescribable respect. Just for the sake of challenge, they missed the chance to decide the outcome and faced Prince Senluo who pulled out the imperial copper hammer with empty hands. This was something they could not do no matter what... nor did they have the courage to do.

Prince Senluo stepped away step by step, and the demonic energy trained him and the Emperor Copper Hammer into one, allowing his momentum to continue to rise. Thunder and lightning, and his aura soared into the sky. Using the Emperor Copper Hammer to deal with the empty-handed and untouchable boy Moro, this made him feel ashamed, but what was even more shameful was the possibility of defeat. If this was the case, he could not win this duel, it would be better to die.

This enlightenment made Prince Senluo fight his life. The temperature of the demon blood in his body continued to rise, as if steam overflowed from his dark skin. Every step of his step, the demonic energy rolled under his feet. The powerful magic power induced by the imperial copper hammer rolled into a black vortex as the momentum expanded. Suddenly, there was a loud shout of glaring and a loud bang, and the stone shattered in an instant.

Facing Prince Senluo at this moment, the young boy's expression seemed much more serious and serious. The qi in his body was operating at an extremely fast speed without anyone knowing it. The great magic weapon of Destroy was activated, and the sky was violent and tried the Tianxing. The cracked ground spread to him like water, crackling and splitting apart. The toes suddenly paused, and the cracked paused in front of his feet.

The roar of domineering aura pierced through the sky, brought about a black wave-like death at this moment. The imperial copper hammer rolled up thousands of waves, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the sea was overturned, pressing down towards him. The rabbit rose and fell, the dragon and the snake flew, and the two fought frantically, changing the wind and clouds, alarming the world.

Every Shura outside the field was watching the battle in the soul-destroying Taichung in thrilling heart. Prince Senluo's imperial bronze hammer swung out a series of killing moves, and the magic power rolled wildly. However, in front of him, the young man did not retreat at this moment, with his fists and feet coming out with energy and magic power. He did not fight against the imperial bronze hammer head-on, but he could always hit the weakest part of Prince Senluo's killing moves.

The moment Prince Senluo retreated, the demon body rebounded, and the imperial copper hammer hit a cold black light in an arc. The killing move of Senluo Heiba ​​was fully utilized at this moment. The demonic force turned into a physical black wall, like a collapsed mountain, pressing down with a bang. Under the craze of the demonic force, the young man was like a pillar in the middle of the flow, his eyes flashing like a strange light that could see through everything.

Six punches were blown out in an instant, and the huge magic power was broken down in his hand. Then another hand knife hit the dense black wind and cut it on the imperial copper hammer with one palm. It was just the moment when the imperial copper hammer was powerful and it was leaking.

Lie Jianshang looked at the interlaced figures in the distant field in disbelief. Under such circumstances, the young master not only refused to give in, but could even counterattack? With a bang, the hammer and fist collided again, and the two of them took a few steps back. He could see Prince Senluo's surprise at the moment. This was a strange feeling. No matter how amazing Prince Senluo's killing move was, when he finally came to the young master, no matter how powerful the killing move was, it would be greatly reduced.

This has nothing to do with power and skills. This is simply the gap in realm. Prince Senluo Senluo Heiba's superior magic skills can always be easily seen by the young sect leader through the overwhelming powerful waves, hidden weaknesses, and even Prince Senluo himself does not know these places.

Huang Huan on the other side was also extremely shocked. He began to secretly be glad that he was not the one who came to trouble the young master. If he was inspired by Longya to come to trouble the young master, if he really thought that the young master who did not kill Tianxing in his hand would definitely not be his opponent... He felt scared when he thought about it.

With a bang, the magic force brought by the warhammer hit the stone ground, which cracked out in a circular shape, and then burst into thousands of pieces into the sky. The flexible figure flew in the air, turned a big circle on his head and feet, and then it fell behind the hammer swinger. The young boy with his back to his opponent gently plucked the short hair on his forehead. Although he was in a evenly matched situation, he had to admit that he had not yet been able to find a way to win against Prince Senluo who had gushed out of the imperial bronze hammer.

This kind of enchanted Xuan Soldier indeed greatly increased the power of the Shura Demon Clan's demon skills, and even he felt a little headache. But only in this way, this is the meaning of challenge. Otherwise, for him, this life would be too boring.

The tall demon body began to turn around, and the entire soul-destroying platform seemed to be driven by him, rotating between the sky and the earth. The black hammer exploded, and the demon flames smeared the sky and covered the sun, and the strong aura swallowed the cow. The figures of the two interlaced like whirlwinds, constantly interlacing...

***

At the same time, in the direction of the palace, a luxurious carriage ran out, and the woman immediately shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up to me."

At this moment, Mrs. Zhang E was a little scared and a little furious. The battle situation from the Soul-Slaying Platform made her unable to believe it or even understand it.

She sat on a large chair in a sedan chair wrapped in gorgeous blankets decorated with gold silk, feeling restless. Beside her, the "Slaying of the Heavenly Sword" of the Demon Sect, the "Slaying of the Heavenly Sword".

——"Prince Senluo, it may be no match for the young master of the Demon Sect!"

Prince Senluo, who possesses the Imperial Copper Hammer, may lose when facing the young master of the Demon Sect who did not kill the Heavenly Sword in his hands? Such a report made Mrs. Zhang'e feel really crazy. She began to find that she was only considering the situation that Xiao Jiang was killed by Prince Senluo and did not think about it at all. What would happen if Prince Senluo was killed by the young master of the Demon Sect on her territory?

She didn't think about it because she thought this wouldn't happen at all.

The shouts of military generals came from the front, and the streets were overturned, and there was chaos. The luxurious carriages were flying away at the fastest speed, almost at the fastest speed. "Madam, there are too many people in front!" Someone outside said amid the rolling wheels.

"Come out, let me go!" Mrs. Zhang E shouted in anger.

In front of them, the chaos further expanded, and many people were forcibly driven away by the palace guards, but at the same time, they were too quiet, so quiet that it was frustrating. "Madam, the soul-destroying platform has arrived!" The voice remembered again.

Mrs. Zhang E got out of the carriage and looked up. Although the crowds driven away revealed dissatisfaction, few people around her seemed to be in their eyes. Everyone's focus seemed to be on the soul-destroying Taichung. In her capital, this was her first appearance in public, but it did not attract attention.

Such silence was too abnormal, and the anxiety in her heart became stronger and stronger. Surrounded by the surrounding guards, she came to the edge of the platform and looked forward to the platform below. There, Prince Senluo stood tall and in front of her, the young man was still motionless with his hands in his pocket.

Was the fight finished? What happened?

Mrs. Zhang E looked around in confusion, trying to figure out the situation, but no one paid attention to her, no one cared about her. She couldn't figure out what kind of expressions, doubt, shock, or both of them were.

But no matter what, she had arrived, and the two on the field seemed to be fine. This made her feel a little relieved, and she stretched out her hand: "Go, stop them, invite them to the palace as guests..."

Her voice came to an abrupt end, just because at this moment, the young man named Xiaojiang suddenly moved.

At this moment, the ground of the Soul-Slaying Platform had cracked and crisscrossed holes. The original design was originally used as a martial arts arena, but the hard rocks used to build it still could not stop the impact of the demonic energy. The gravel was scattered around, and it was in a mess. The periphery of the long pit, the people on the inside and the outside were quiet.

With all the gazes, the young man slowly walked to Prince Senluo. His voice was not loud, but was full of mockery: "Do you know where you lost? You lost because you underestimated me? No! You lost because you lost because you were stupid. Is someone going to chat with you and tell you that I was able to win in Baoxiang Pavilion because I cheated behind the back? Did someone tell you that I laughed at you behind the back, slandered you, and made you angry? Did someone hint to you that as long as you kill me, you can replace me and marry the princess? Before that, do you really understand me? Such a simple thing is to be so simple that someone comes to provoke an opponent you don't know at all. Do you think you are stupid enough? Someone is not easy to do it himself and treat you as a knife, and you are really here?"

Beside him, Prince Senluo was motionless, only his chest was constantly rising and falling, as if trying to suppress something.

"Actually, I can also explain to you to let you know how stupid you are and how you are used to wake up and retreat!" The young man continued with his hands in his arms, "I didn't do this because I don't mind making you stupid to death like this. But you don't have to be too frustrated. At least you already know where you are stupid before you die. Not everyone can see your stupidity clearly before you die. Yes, you are stupid, but at least you are stupid and majestic..."

The young boy turned around and left: "That's enough!" Behind him, Prince Senluo let out a weak roar of sadness, the imperial copper hammer in his hand fell to the ground, his chest suddenly broke open, and blood flowers burst out, and blood flowers swelled like fountains, splashing on the broken stones.

Four generals from the Western Ghosts rushed over, but the people around him were still silent. Mrs. Zhang'e and the ministers around her were all stunned and could not speak at all. They could only watch Prince Senluo fall down and fall into the arms of the generals of Senluo City he brought. Some people were angry and wanted to rush towards the young man. The Moro general jumped out, blocked him disdainfully, and scolded him angrily.

Quietness didn't last long, but chaos was expanding rapidly, but everything was meaningless...

***

The entire capital was in a boiling noise. The unexpected battle situation and unexpected results made people from different positions discuss from different positions, but no matter what, the irreversible result had changed everything like an unstoppable torrent.

Long Yaling walked on the road with her head down, as if she were everyone, and her heart was also shocked. He never expected that this would be the result. Especially after the end, the boy turned around and said to the four generals of Prince Senluo: "This battle has nothing to do with the wife. If you want to take revenge, just come to our Demon Sect and the Twelve City of Baoyin? There is nothing extraordinary. We Demon Sect accept it!"

That kid was just intentional. Just like this, the war completely led to the Demon Sect of Miserable Demon Sect, but the Demon Sect of Miserable Demon Sect could not accept it. Who told the one who killed Prince Senluo was indeed the "young sect leader" of the Demon Sect of Miserable Demon Sect?

Unexpectedly, the boy killed Prince Senluo with the Imperial Copper Hammer without his hands. Long Yaling secretly hated him, but was also frightened. At this moment, he had already seen that the young sect leader had at least practiced the sixth level of the Destruction Demonic Art... But how long has it been?

Perhaps, he is really a rare genius in the world.

Perhaps, it was the sect leader who really asked him to inherit the great magical power of destruction because he was attracted by his unparalleled talent.

The dragon tooth spirit gritted his teeth tightly. The more this happened, the less he could let this kid live. Otherwise, when this kid truly became the leader of the Demon Sect, he would never have a chance to stand out.

In the distance on the other side, Pan Meng rode on a horse and marched silently on the street. Beside him, a family general said, "Young Master, where are you going now?"

Pan raised his head suddenly and sighed suddenly: "Let's go, clean up, and leave while the city gate is not closed yet... leave the city!"

The family will be surprised and said, "But young master, your purpose for this time..."
Chapter completed!