Seeing the dark power eroding the sword body, the warriors on the main plane were anxious and rushed towards the double-horned demon. Lingxi archers in the distance frequently shot arrows, but the arrows pierced on the strong double-horned demon, causing no fatal injuries. Zhao Qiankun also shot a big fireball, and the powerful fire element exploded behind the double-horned demon, burning his skin and flesh and blood. But even so, the double-horned demon still did not release his claws, and the erosion of dark energy became more and more intense!

"Damn it!" Zhao Qiankun cursed in the language of his previous life, raised his hand and used the fire-type fifth-level attack spell, exploding the fireball!

Compared with the red fireballs that are the size of ordinary magicians, Zhao Qiankun's shot is not only as big as a watermelon, but also incandescent in color and dazzling light, almost the same as the holy light bullet, which shows how powerful it is!

"If you continue this, the two-horned demons will have half their life even if they don't die, but a hole will be blasted into the venue!" Zhao Qiankun thought so in his mind. When the other warriors saw the magic in his hands, they also avoided it. There was only one person who did not retreat but advanced and rushed to the two-horned demons!

"Is it Haierluo?!" Zhao Qiankun recognized the person and immediately stopped the magic and did not lose it. However, the swordsman who lost his weapon looked firm and did not attack the double-horned demon, but grabbed the hilt of the sword!

Duangang is a big sword with two hands, with a hilt of about one foot long. The double-horned demon's big hand held half of it, and the remaining part of the tail was grabbed by Haierluo!

"What are you going to do?!" The two-horned demon focused on polluting the Holy Sword and had no time to attack Haierluo. He was curious about what the kid would do if he didn't attack him.

"Do you know?" Heerro grabbed the hilt of the sword, looked at the double-horned demon with great firm eyes, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I was born to be a brave man!"

After saying that, a white light suddenly appeared on the hilt of the sword he was holding. The light pierced the double-horned demon's body and hurt a lot. He couldn't help but let go of his hand, covered his eyes and retreated.

Leaving the clutches of the double-horned demon, the white light became more and more powerful, instantly dispelling the dark energy on the sword, and the entire sword showed a dazzling white light!

"That's..." Everyone at the scene focused on the holy sword, especially the paladins such as Joan of Arc. They had been getting the holy sword for a long time and had never seen this scene before.

"The moment Emperor Yusher drew his holy sword, white light soared into the sky, and the demons within a radius of ten miles were frightened and retreated without fighting..." Odygus recalled the plot in the history books: "It's not wrong, the holy sword, found the real master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haierluo held the hilt of the sword in both hands and did not even pull it up. Just waved it, the huge rock inserted dispersed like tofu. Wherever the sharp edge of the holy sword passed, no matter the steel, it was powdered!

He really held the holy sword in his hand!

"Be good, this kid is not bragging!" Zhao Qiankun couldn't help but exclaim: "He is really a brave seedling!"

"Impossible... The Holy Sword has been missing for more than a hundred years, how could a brave man appear here..." The two-horned demon retreated and roared, while Haierluo, who held the holy sword, raised his holy sword and swung his strength toward the two-horned demon!

A white sword light roared out, and the double-horned demon turned around and ran away, but there was nowhere to run past the sword light. After a flash, the sword light swept across the body of the double-horned demon. The guy split into two halves while running, and fell into the field with a crackling sound, rolling for more than ten meters before stopping, and the purple-red blood donation dyed the land red.

The sword light continued to fly across the venue and slashed on the opposite wall, leaving a huge and flat cut!

"It's not wrong!" The paladins widened their eyes: "This is the real power of the holy sword. This Haierluo is the legendary brave man and the real master of Duangang!"

The strongest demon present was killed, and the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals were scared out of fear. Under the siege of many masters, they were quickly killed.

As the last demon fell and the last portal was annihilated, the crisis of the demon invasion was finally resolved!

All surviving audiences have a sense of happiness of escaping from death, and the soldiers waved their weapons and shouted to the sky to celebrate this hard-won victory.

There was only one exception among them. Zhao Qiankun looked at the safe and soundlessness in relief. Xuelian, who was poking her head in the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief, and carried a burst fireball with her hands, forcibly compressed into one, and blasted out to her feet!

With a loud bang, the compressed burst fireball opened a huge melting pit in the center of the field. The powerful impact force ejected Zhao Qiankun into the sky like a shell, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Who is the origin of that flame wizard just now?!" The loud noise and shock wave shocked everyone, and they all talked about Zhao Qiankun's identity.

"Can you kill the demon with the flame arrow... Could it be that Emperor of Fierce Sun arrive?"

"Impossible..." Odygus shook his head: "The Emperor Lieyang is the protector of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He doesn't leave the imperial capital, so why did he come here... But judging from the master's attainment, I'm afraid there will be another legendary master of the fire system in the world!"

After watching Zhao Qiankun away, the most dazzling existence in the field was Haierluo holding the holy sword.

Looking at the young man who had a divine light all over the body, the many warriors were happy and still a little jealous. After all, what they had in his hands was the supreme treasure they had dreamed of but could not take up.

"Congratulations, young man!" The oldest paladin, Odygus, took the lead in coming to Heerro: "Congratulations on becoming the master of the Holy Sword, a true brave man!" As he said that, Odygus walked up and held the scabbard of the Holy Sword in his hand.

"Put it in. Such dazzling light will not only cool, but also consume your energy!"

"After you said this, I really think I'm really tired..." Haierluo held his forehead, took the scabbard, and put the holy sword in it.

"This beauty is the sun in the legendary Lion Heart!" Heerro's eyes fell on Joan of Arc beside Odygus: "This is our first time meeting, but I have admired you for a long time!" As he said that, Heerro bowed to Joan of Arc and stretched out his hand, which was quite a noble style.

As a noble lady, Joan of Arc's basic etiquette was very thorough. He reached out and put it in Haierro's hand, allowing the newly promoted brave man to kiss the back of his hand lightly.

Seeing this scene, many onlookers were nervous. A strange woman like Joan of Arc, who is both talented and beautiful and has extraordinary force, is very popular among the civilians, not to mention these top masters. Many single young warriors have been interested in her for a long time, but they have not talked too much due to their identity. Now this guy is the first to come, why isn’t it eye-catching!

But why did Haierluo now have the title of a brave man. Even if they think their strength is not inferior to him and cannot take up the Holy Sword, they will feel down.

However, there were still some people who were dissatisfied with each other. Stanley came out more and more: "Don't think it's great to be able to pick up the Holy Sword. Maybe the Holy Sword is polluted by that monster and anyone can pick it up!"

Hearing him say this, Haierluo smiled slightly and presented the Holy Sword with one hand: "Please do it!"

Haierluo reached out to get it, but didn't take it; he frowned, and increased his strength, but still couldn't hold it; he was not convinced, and used his hands together, using all his strength, but the holy sword still grabbed Haierluo's hand and did not move at all.

"You guy, let go!" Stanley shouted in anger. Helro shrugged and let go of his hand when he heard this. He saw the Broken Steel Sword suddenly fell and hit the ground with a bang. Stanley was not prepared and was led by the powerful gravity. His fingers were crushed by the scabbard. He finally pulled out and had swollen into steamed buns.

Everyone laughed at this, but they were already convinced by Haier Luo's identity.

"Everyone... have you seen that... where did Sha Wujing go?" At this time, a young girl's question sounded outside the crowd, and her voice was trembling slightly. Everyone turned around and saw that the person who came was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing the uniform of Carrent College. Joan of Arc knew her, and it was Xuelian.

At this time, Xue Lian was almost crying. She didn't know that the Fire Master from the sky was Zhao Qiankun's new look in Nirvana. She thought that he had flew away and fought with the Doomsday Flame Demon and had not come back yet. When she thought of Zhao Qiankun's whole body flew and charred before leaving, she couldn't help but worry and feel distressed.

When everyone heard her talk, they remembered that there was a mainstay of fighting against the demon clan and life and death unknown. If it weren't for this "Sha Wujing" contestant who defeated the deceitful demon, killed the Rising Demon, and held the Doomsday Flame Demon, I'm afraid that the Lion Heart Emperor would be captured by the demon, and there would be no doubt that many masters present would have died or injured.

"In the end, he seemed to fly away with the Doomsday Flame Demon..." said the fat Earl Ford, "What a warrior..."

"I don't know who won him or the Fire Demon..." The Red Eyebrow Sword Saint frowned. Before, because "Sha Wujing" showed terrifying power, he had always misunderstood that he was a demon. Now that I think about it, I always feel a little sad.

"If the Flame Demon is still alive, the portal would not have closed so early..." A magician at the scene analyzed: "Maybe that Sha Wujing really defeated the legendary demon!"

Hearing this, everyone was inspired, and only Odygus shook his head and sighed: "It has been a long time since such a true heroic figure appeared on the continent! But unfortunately, from the final situation, he is afraid that there will be more misfortunes..."

Joan of Arc, who was beside him, narrowed his eyes: "I also pay attention to the situation over there. Although he suppressed the Flame Demon, his body was almost burned to charcoal, and it may be difficult to survive..."

After hearing this, Xue Lian felt that her head was dead. Could that guy really die here?!

Just when everyone was regretting, the door blocked by the Doomsday Flame Demon opened, and the people inside rushed out, but most of the people watching outside had escaped. Who dared to watch the fun under the devil's nose? The rest were basically the people trapped in the venue, holding the escaped relatives and friends and crying with joy.

In the midst of chaos, a young figure squeezed through the crowd and ran into the field. Looking around for a while, he saw the snow lotus with a dissipated look and waved to question it.

"Snow Lian, you are here!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Xue Lian was stunned. When she turned around, she saw Zhao Qiankun, who had changed her clothes, running towards her with excitement.

"You are still alive..." Xue Lian's eyes flashed again, and she was so excited that she couldn't speak. She staggered to meet her and hugged Zhao Qiankun.

"You guy, I thought you were dead, I thought you were dead!" Xue Lian shouted and hammered him. Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "Then you look down on me too much. You want to kill me in this small scene? But I didn't expect you to care about me so much, hehe..."

"Who cares about you!" Xue Lian wiped her tears: "I'm worried that my book will not have a protagonist, so it's too much trouble to find it again!"

Zhao Qiankun changed his original appearance at this time. The masters didn't care. They just thought they were a young man who came to find friends. Only Joan of Arc recognized the problem and came over and said, "Why are you here too?" As she said that, she looked at Xuelian: "Are you friends?" After that, she didn't feel that she asked and answered: "That's right, this class is only two of you oriental students, and it's normal to be familiar with each other."

Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "We were watching the game together, but then the devil came and ran away. I ran away, but she didn't run out..."

This statement is reasonable, and Joan of Arc did not doubt it, but just sarcastically said to Zhao Qiankun's "cowardice": "If something happened, he actually left his female companion to escape. You are really a strong man..."

Zhao Qiankun didn't care, and didn't care how these masters cleaned up the battlefield, so he led Xuelian out of the arena.

"By the way, what's going on with you?!" After walking far, Xue Lian said curiously: "I clearly saw you flying away with the Doomsday Flame Demon, and was burned to the point where no one was like, why did you come back in a blink of an eye, just like nothing happened."

Zhao Qiankun laughed: "How can you be your hero if you don't have any trouble?"

"No, don't try to get away with it!" Xue Lian looked serious: "It would be fine if she could defeat Huangbeard before, but she was just a third and fourth-level warrior. This time you participated in the martial arts competition, I felt something was wrong! Ordinary minions are okay. When they arrived at the finals, they could win easily against all the masters. In the end, even the legendary demon is not your opponent... By the way, that Doomsday Flame Demon, now..."

"In a short time, someone will find a huge headless corpse outside Karentis!" Zhao Qiankun said confidently.

"Sure enough..." Xue Lian did not doubt it, but frowned and said, "Legend Demon, that is an existence that even a legendary wizard cannot deal with. Who is the sacred person you are? He can defeat the legendary demon by his own strength!"

Zhao Qiankun looked at Xue Lian, saw the girl's stubborn eyes, and smiled slightly, "Just believe that I am the unique hero in this world, and you will write the most magnificent epic in the world!"

"Aren't you going to tell me..." Xue Lian's eyes showed disappointment.

"I have told you!" Zhao Qiankun held Xue Lian's shoulder and said sincerely: "I am a great hero. As for other details, I will naturally tell you when the time is right. Now that I'm telling you, I'm afraid you can't bear it!"

Xuelian frowned suspiciously: "Don't underestimate me, my ability to bear is not that fragile!"

Zhao Qiankun smiled slightly: "Don't overestimate yourself. When you see my true face, you will be embarrassed to pee your pants!"

"Real face..." Xue Lian narrowed her eyes: "Are you not a human?"
Chapter completed!