"Swish!"

Chen Hui Demon Clan glanced at Qi Zhenjun, and his body rose from the ground and landed onto the platform. At almost the same time, Qi Zhenjun also appeared in front of him.

This battle is almost doomed.

Chen Hui had a solemn expression. Zhenjun Qi was undoubtedly powerful. Whether it was his palm technique or the great imprisonment technique, they were all magical powers that could penetrate the sky and the earth. With the strength of the demon clone, they were pale in comparison.

However, the demon clone must fight.

"Go to fight quickly." Qi Zhenjun said.

"Let's take action." Chen Hui Demon clone said. As he spoke, the source of death surged in his body, and the death air flow broke through the body, forming a beam of death, sank into the four spaces, and suddenly became dark, cold, and gloomy.

"Great Confinement Technique!" Qi Zhenjun smiled slightly, his eyes falling on the Chenhui Demon clone like a gem. With a roar, he immediately raised his hand and hit him out from the air. An unparalleled confinement force swept out. With a roar, the Chenhui Demon clone was imprisoned.

"call!"

The next moment, Qi Zhenjun approached Chen Hui Demon clone like the wind, and he said, "Can you move?"

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Chen Hui Demon clone danced wildly with the Demon-Suppressing Monument, angrily but his body was unable to move at all.

"Chen Hui?" Tuo drew his sword and said worriedly.

Chen Hui did not speak, paying attention to the situation of the battle, but Murong Mingyue said: "This Qi Zhenjun's great imprisonment technique is too powerful. He cannot break this great imprisonment technique, so he can only let him slaughter."

"Wings of Death!"

"The Gate of Death!"

"Death Scythe!"

The supreme death power was used, and below, an endless army of death appeared. In the sky, black rain fell from the sky, and the light blade roared, tearing it apart on the confinement force, and the banging sound was constantly but unable to break through.

"Death cries!"

Chenhui Demon clone used his trump card power again, but he was still powerless.

"How is that possible?" Chen Hui's demon clone changed his face.

"It's so scary. Luo Sen has no resistance under the command of Zhenjun Qi."

"Yes, this great imprisonment technique imprisons everything. If you can't crack it, you can only be defeated."

"It's just a magical skill. Lord Qi Zhen is worthy of being the leader of our genius."

Even though he knew that the battle between Qi Zhenjun was sure to win, the situation in front of everyone was shocked. "Rosen" could be said to be a dark horse, tied with Chenhui, because both of them had the early stages of Yin and Yang Mirror cultivation and both entered the top seven, but they did not expect to be so weak under Qi Zhenjun.

"roar!"

The Chenhui Demon clone roared and danced wildly with the demon-suppressing monument. The destructive power swept out, destroying all things, destroying everything, destroying sentient beings, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, but it just cannot shake the imprisonment space.

"It seems that I underestimated you?" said Qi Zhenjun.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Chenhui Demon clone roared wildly, the sound waves rolled like thunder, and continued like a tsunami. The demon-suppressing monument continued to rise, ten feet, fifty feet, one hundred feet, three hundred feet, five hundred feet..., just like a mountain, rising continuously, trying to break the imprisonment force.

"Not good." Qi Zhenjun's expression changed, he slapped his left palm and flew out his palm print. It was the Imperial Dao Divine Palm!

There was a "bang".

I saw Chen Hui Demon Clan fly backwards and spew out a mouthful of blood.

"Boom!"

Before he stood up, he was imprisoned by Qi Zhenjun's great imprisonment technique. With a bang, he flew backwards again. After repeated incidents, Chen Hui Demon's clone fell to the ground like white paper, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Seeing this, everyone took a breath of cold air, surprised by the strength of Zhenjun Qi and the ability of "Rosen" to resist strikes.

"Don't you admit defeat?" Qi Zhenjun sneered, "Then I will kill you? Suppress me!" As he spoke, he slapped his left palm, his palm print covered the sky, and with a bang, he flew backwards the Chenhui Demon clone.

"Rosen?" Claire exclaimed, his face full of concern, 'Give up!'

"Damn it." Tuobadao said hatefully.

"Huh?" Murong Mingyue didn't expect that Tuoba's sword turned to the demon clan and looked at him in surprise.

"Hmph, I don't like this guy Qi Zhenjun." Tuobadao said with a humming voice.

Murong Mingyue glanced at Qi Zhenjun when she heard this and was speechless.

"So tenacious!"

Everyone was amazed.

"Damn it, you still don't admit defeat?" Qi Zhenjun said angrily.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Chen Hui's demon clone said expressionlessly. His face was pale at the moment, with blood marks on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still bright.

"Okay, I'll give you my help." Qi Zhenjun was angry and said viciously.

"Imperial Dao Divine Palm!"

"Sifang Emperor's Fist!"

"Dom the world!"

The three great magical powers were used in one go. With the support of the Great Confinement Technique, Qi Zhenjun beat Chen Hui Demon clone without any reflection and was also seriously injured, but it was a little worse than Qi Zhenjun's death.

"Damn it, aren't you wearing imperial-level armor? How could you have such strong defense?" Qi Zhenjun roared.

"It seems that your strength is not good." Chen Hui Demon clone said.

"Damn it, I originally planned to keep this move to deal with them, but now it seems that I can only use it to deal with you first." Qi Zhenjun stood still, his breath calmed down, his eyes emerged, and he looked at Chen Hui Demon clone without any concealment and said, "All this is something you have asked for, die, big...!"

"Stop, you won this competition." At this moment, the voice of the old man Tongtian came, "The stubborn demon boy, please step back!"

"call!"

A breeze swept the body of Chenhui Demon Clan and fell to Claire.

"It's senior." Qi Zhenjun was shocked and glanced at Chen Hui's demon clone fiercely, feeling dissatisfied.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, Old Man Tongtian actually took action to save the life of "Rosen"?

Isn't this too incredible?

The others were killed, but Old Man Tongtian didn't take action!

Although he was puzzled, no one dared to ask.

"The competition continues." Old Man Tongtian said.

No. 3! No. 6!

"Swish!"

Almost at the same time, Xu Youhe and Wujian Young Master stood up, looking at each other, intertwining a strong beam of light, which made people dare not look directly at it.

After looking at the two of them, Chen Hui's eyes fell on Zuo Yanzi, who also looked at him with a smile and said, "You must lose."

"Maybe." Chen Hui said.

Zuo Yanzi's mouth curled up a little, and she stopped looking at Chen Hui, and turned her eyes to the high platform. In his heart, even if Chen Hui was strong, he was still just an early stage swordsman in the Yin-Yang Mirror. Facing him, Zuo Yanzi, there was absolutely no chance, just like the "Rosen" under Qi Zhenjun.

"Chenhui, I hope you can defeat him." Young Master Xieyue said with a smile.

"Good luck guy." Zuo Yanzi said.

"We will face each other. At that time, I will let you know the strength of the 'lucky guy'." A cold light flashed in Young Master Xieyue's eyes.

"Is that right? I hope you won't lose too badly." Zuo Yanzi said.

"You will pay the price for this." said Young Master Xieyue.

"Hmph." Zuo Yanzi snorted coldly, stopped talking, and looked at the platform.

At this moment, Xu Youhe fought with Wujian Young Master, but once he fought, Xu Youhe was at a disadvantage.

The battle situation has become clear.

In the end, Xu Youhe was defeated by Mr. Wujian.

Number 4! Number 5!

Zuo Yanzi stood up, smiled coldly, and fell onto the platform with a swish.

"Be careful." Tuoba said.

"He is very strong. If he is not capable of fighting, he will admit defeat." Murong Mingyue said.

"call!"

Chen Hui smiled and appeared opposite Zuo Yanzi. His long hair was windless and his breath was like a sword, unparalleled sharpness, and it seemed that a sword energy was stabbed out on his body, making people feel a sense of splitting. Chen Hui looked directly at Zuo Yanzi, held his right hand, and Wuxu Sword appeared in his hand, and slashed it out with a swish.

"He actually started the move first?"

Many people were shocked, but some said, "Of course I will take it first, are you like that of Rosen?"

"Yes, although Zuo Yanzi is slightly inferior to Zhenjun Qi, his strength is also strong. Although Chen Hui is not weak, he is only at the early stage of Yin and Yang Mirror cultivation. How could he be Zuo Yanzi's opponent?"

"He has no other way except defeat."

Almost no one was optimistic about Chen Hui, and they all expected that he would be defeated by Zhenjun Qi like "Rosen" and Zuo Yanzi.

"Very good, then let's fight quickly." Zuo Yanzi was full of pride, looking confident in winning, looked at Chen Hui arrogantly, completely ignoring his existence, and said arrogantly.

"It's a pity that you are not him." Chen Hui said.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!