Xuantian Peak, martial arts competition venue.

In the stands of the competition venue, more than 100,000 cultivators watched. Among them, the demon clan accounted for most of them.

Seeing that the inclusion had the upper hand, the demons were all excited, shouting wildly, and proudly. Although there was no major war between the demons and humans, there were constant conflicts...

Both clans were hostile to each other. If it weren't for such a large-scale person in the Daluo Sky Net, the demon clans would have already started fighting.

Compared with the momentum of the demon clan, the human clan seemed very silent in this regard. Even Bixian was unknown, no one was optimistic that she could defeat her.

"It's a pity that Lord Scarlet Sun is no longer here, otherwise it wouldn't be the turn to include arrogance..."

"Yes, the scorching sun, Peacock, Li Danyang and other adults are not here! This woman is very motivated, and I'm afraid she is not the included opponent!"

"I don't know where the adults have gone. The demon clan is so rampant. It's really hateful!"

The human cultivators are not optimistic about even Bixian. This judgment is not so much derived from experience, but rather distrust of Lian Bixian. Most cultivators are like this. When facing an unknown person, they will instinctively underestimate the other party.

Even if Bixian is a cultivator of this clan, no one is willing to pay attention to her.

Yu Feiyu, Gu Xuejun and other women were secretly angry when they heard this. These people looked down on others so much. Fan Siqin, who had just returned, was so angry that she looked red with her face. She wished she could use magic to kill these guys who had fallen into her majesty first.

When the God Emperor Taihao established the Daluo Tianwang, the core law was order. Only when the cultivators obey order could they complete their rule. Although Taihao is now destroyed, the Daluo Tianwang he left remains still run through this law.

In the Daluo Tianwang, especially in such gathering places with a large number of people, it is not allowed to use force at will. The rules left by the Hunyuan Saint is difficult to shake even the Daluo Jinxian, let alone the minor cultivators.

Although Fan Siqin was angry, she did not act rashly after all.

Lian Bixian in the competition venue was extremely calm and turned a deaf ear to the comments of the cultivators around her. Although Lian Bixian was not as talented as her father Lianshan Sword Master, she had already obtained the true teachings on the sword path. She has experienced many practical battles since she was a child. It is completely different from the few female cultivators beside her.

Unable to bring his own sword in, Lian Bixian's Purple Green Sword Technique transformed into two swords out of thin air with his vitality. The two swords were purple and green. The purple sword was sharp and sharp, and the green sword was agile and light.

As soon as the Ziqing Double Swords were released, some onlookers outside recognized the origin. "It is Kunwu Jianzhai's secret technique Ziqing Sword Technique. This is the master of Kunwu Jianzhai!"

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Everyone doesn’t know who Lian Bixian is, but everyone knows the name of Kunwu Jianzhai. For human cultivators, Kunwu Jianzhai is the well-deserved largest sect in the ten prefectures of the Beihai.

Even the many demon cultivators knew the name of Kunwu Jianzhai. The clamoring voice suddenly became much smaller.

The huge green eyes also showed a bit of caution. Kunwu Jianzhai's name can be said to be accumulated from the flesh and blood of the demon clan. Including being able to cultivate into a golden elixir, his temperament is not as rude and savage as he acts.

Even Bixian didn't say anything, and the two swords intervened gently, and the sword light of the blue and purple swords was very prosperous. The green light was covered with purple light, and the purple light was covered with green light. The sword light was round, square, straight, and curved.

There are also two types of sword control: Flying sword and sword weapon. Flying swords can take human life thousands of miles away. They are controlled by divine thoughts, and are extremely lively and magical. But there are one advantage and one disadvantage. Flying swords store divine thoughts. They are extremely magical and powerful.

If a cultivator holds a sword weapon in his hand, his vital energy will be emitted into the sword weapon from his body, although it is not as erect as a flying sword, its power is far superior.

Kunwu Jianzhai practices all the sword techniques, but when used in Lian Bixian's hands, the two swords are unpredictable. They have the agility of flying swords and the power of swords.

Although it is a golden elixir, he has never seen such a complex and exquisite sword technique. The layers of sword energy are uncertain, and he is also very immense.

But Ren’s sword technique changes thousands of times, including identifying the body of Lian Bixian in the sword energy, with both hands and six long tentacles behind it, each holding heavy weapons such as giant pestles, big axes, heavy hammers, etc., wielding like a wheel, and smashing towards the center of the sword energy.

The bodies of the demon clan are born strong, including this kind of octopus demon clan, which is extremely powerful. The eight hands are stretched and retracted, and the vital energy of the eight heavy weapons exploded, bursting out with wind and thunder.

"Boom boom boom..."

The vitality exploded, and the blue and purple sword light was constantly smashed.

Although Lian Bixian's face was still, he felt a little complaining. This included the body was too strong, and in the Daluotian Net, Lian Bixian's natal sword weapon that he had practiced since childhood could not be brought in, so his combat power was mostly reduced. There were also some exquisite sword techniques that were difficult to use, so it was naturally difficult to face this arrogant opponent.

Bao Luo also saw Lian Bixian’s embarrassing situation and was very proud. "I have traveled across the North Sea and have never tasted the taste of Kunwu Jianzhai girls. Today I will try it out! Hahaha..."

"Hahaha……"

"Yes, after Mr. Bao tasted it, let us also taste it..."

"I guess the girls in Kunwu Jianzhai must have a different taste!"

When many demon races saw that the above-mentioned people had gained the upper hand, they shouted for cooperation, and dirty words emerged one after another.

Yu Feiyu, Fan Siqin, Gu Xuejun and other women were both angry and hated, wishing they could let go and kill them to destroy all these demons.

Although the human cultivator was angry at this time, some people could not help but show off their prescient ideas and said, "I've said it a long time ago, this woman just doesn't work. She also needs Master Scarlet Sun to come!"

"Yes, Kunwu Jianzhai is very famous, but who would come here if a real master is here? This woman has lost all the name of Kunwu Jianzhai..."

There was another echoing sound around.

Lian Bixian and Baoluo’s martial arts competition were just a trivial matter. As soon as this person said this, it was related to Kunwu Jianzhai’s reputation, and its nature changed. This irresponsible casual comment made Gao Huan sigh secretly.

These people are just standard spectators. Moreover, they are eager for others to be unlucky. Other people’s unlucky seems to highlight his tallness. But if he has any ability, he is just a mouth.

"You are so cheerful, why don't you come out and try it?" Gao Huan turned his head and asked the endless cultivator. Gao Huan had nothing to do with Kunwu Jianzhai, but he couldn't help but feel a little annoying when he heard a few fly buzzing here.

The cultivator was stunned, and then turned and showed anger, "What are you? You dare to talk to me like this..."

Gao Huan ignored him and said to himself: "You can only shout with your mouth, it turns out that it's just a dog."

The cultivator was so angry that he was dying, but he didn't dare to be arrogant when he looked at Gao Huan's aura. He couldn't help but provoke: "You are so powerful, then what will happen to you!"

"I was about to go, but it had nothing to do with you, the dog. I just got itchy and wanted to kill a few to play with it." Gao Huan was not interested in talking nonsense with such a villain, and he had already forced himself into the martial arts training ground after taking a step.

The martial arts training ground itself has magic circle protection, which is to prevent outsiders from interfering in the competition. Gao Huan suddenly entered, triggering a counterattack from the magic circle on the competition ground.

But this counterattack was too rough. Gao Huan found a gap in the energy and flashed in, and in one step he reached Lian Bixian's side.

Lian Bixian was forced to wander around by Baolian, but suddenly there was one person next to him, which surprised Lian Bixian. Just as he was about to attack with his sword, his hands were already locked by Gao Huan.

"This battle is not suitable for you, let me do it." Gao Huan said, and he did not allow Lian Bixian to resist. With one force, he had already sent Lian Bixian out of the competition venue.

Although Lian Bixian didn't want to retreat just like this, his hands were locked, and the sword energy was stagnant. It was not until the competition venue that his vitality returned to normal. Lian Bixian was stunned for a moment, and his mind was changing, but he still held back the thought of going in to compete.

Yu Feiyu and other women hurriedly surrounded him, and Yu Feiyu said from afar: "Who is this person? It seems like he is very powerful! So domineering, annoying..."

Fan Siqin was secretly happy when she saw Lian Bixian suffer a loss. Even Bixian lost, so the others would not think she was incompetent. However, she comforted Lian Bixian and said, "That monster is arrogant and we can't bring in our magic weapon. This is not a crime of war."

The Sikong sisters who had always remained silent also comforted her. The Sikong sisters were from Kunwu Jianzhai. Strictly speaking, they were both Lian Bixian’s maids. Although they had high cultivation, their status was low. Although even Bixian regarded them as their sisters, they tried not to speak next to them.

Lian Bixian shook her head slightly and said, "It's okay." Then, he said, "That person is so powerful, I don't know what its origin?" Lian Bixian was not afraid of being included, but Gao Huan controlled her as soon as he took action, which shocked Lian Bixian.

The girls shook their heads. They were talking about Gao Huan just now, and no one knew Gao Huan.

While they were talking, the situation on the competition field had undergone drastic changes.

Lian Bixian, who included killing, dared not resist and was proud of herself. However, Gao Huan was disrupted by the situation. How could she not be angry? "Do you want to show off and make you happy!"

In the words, a hammer with tentacles swinging ten thousand pounds fell. The hammer with tentacles of pounds can really collapse mountains and destroy mountains under the infinite power of the demon clan. This kind of physical strength is no more than vitality, and its real power is indeed terrifying.

No cultivator at the same level can compete with the demon clan.

Gao Huan did not avoid any evasion and punched him.

Some of the many human cultivators watching the battle around were already showing signs of unbearableness. Many people believed that Gao Huan would inevitably be smashed into meat paste. Although he could not die in the Daluotian Net, his shattered divine thoughts would not be pleasant. What's even more terrifying is that the memory of being beaten to death could easily form a kind of fear, which was deeply in the sea of ​​consciousness and influenced his practice.

"Bang……"

The eight-edged black steel hammer, the size of a bull's head, suddenly collapsed and flew out. Although he tried his best to hold it, the huge power was beyond his control. After the tentacles were stretched for dozens of feet, he had to release the eight-edged black steel hammer.

"Bang bang bang..." Gao Huan punched eight times in a row, and the weapons on the eight hands that included were blown out.

Gao Huan took a step forward to Baoluo's body, grabbed Baolu's throat and lifted him up, "Is that kind of ability?"

He was extremely embarrassed and angry, but he was powerless. Just now, his eight punches were facing each other, and his body was covered in cordyceps and bones, and he was exhausted from opening his mouth to curse.

No one of the viewers around could have thought that this would be the case. Everyone stared at the majestic black figure on the competition court, unable to believe their eyes.

(To be continued.

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