Obviously, this shameless person is the Poison Saint Son Wu Lingyu.

At this time, Wu Lingyu also had a gloomy face. He never expected that Tang Long's Hundred Poisons Sutra would have cultivated to this level.

Poisonous fire?!

When the poisonous power is condensed to the extreme, you can cultivate poisonous fire.

But, this condensed poisonous fire is too much of an internal energy.

Even the Poison Saint Wu Lingyu cannot activate poisonous fire for a long time.

But Tang Long looks effortless.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Tang Long was stabbed in the chest by the ghost sword monk.

Looking at the purple gold robe on the Ghost Sword Monk's chest, it began to melt.

As Tang Guoguo said, this purple gold robes are indeed afraid of poisonous skills.

Scream.

As a series of friction sounds came out, the ghost sword monk saw his feet slipping against the ground.

At this time, the Ghost Sword Monk felt that his chest was roasted by fire.

When the Ghost Sword Monk looked down, he saw that the soft golden armor on his chest was actually penetrated by the terrifying palm force.

"Look, there is a green palm print on the chest of the Ghost Sword Monk!"

"Hiss, what a terrible poisonous skill."

"Not it? Fortunately, the Ghost Sword Monk wore golden soft armor, otherwise he would have been dead."

Those who were watching the battle in the stands also discussed.

Tat.

At this time, the Ghost Sword Monk was so scared that he was sweating profusely. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely be the one who died.

Just as the Ghost Sword Monk was hesitating, the Demon Emperor General said coldly: "Ghost Sword Monk, admit defeat, you are not his opponent!"

KAKAKAKA.

The Ghost Sword Monk glared at the Demon Emperor General and said coldly: "No need to remind me, I know what to do."

Give up?!

Humph, this ghost sword monk is so beautiful, right?!

It is better to get rid of people like the Ghost Sword Monk as soon as possible.

brush!

Suddenly, Tang Long used the White Saruto Flying Technique again, and he instantly flew seven or eight meters high.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Long swung his palm and swooped down.

But when Tang Long fell down his right palm, the ground under the feet of the ghost sword monk instantly collapsed.

Knock.

The Ghost Sword Monk's heart trembled, and he swallowed his saliva and said, "I recognize it..."

Before the Ghost Sword Monk finished speaking, Tang Long said coldly: "Hmph, it's so naive. Do you think I will give you a chance to give up?!"

Under the blowing of the terrifying palm force, the Ghost Sword Monk could not speak at all.

And the word "lose" has never been said.

The Ghost Sword Monk knew that now he had no choice but to fight with his life.

The ghost sword monk crossed his arms and directly blocked Tang Long's palms.

Tang Longli shouted: "Kneel down for me!"

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the ghost sword monk knelt heavily on the ground.

Looking at the Ghost Sword Monk's arms, they were directly shattered, and blood was squirting "puffy".

The poisonous fire in Tang Long's palm instantly swallowed the Ghost Sword Monk.

Sizzling.

Only when the sound of flames burning came out, the purple gold robe on the ghost sword monk began to burn.

No one expected that Tang Long's poisonous skills would have been cultivated to this level.

"Ah, save...help, please help me, save...help me!" The ghost sword monk shouted with pain at this time.

But!

Before the Ghost Sword Monk could finish his speech, he saw his neck tilted and fainted on the spot.

When the purple gold robes on the Ghost Sword Monk burned out, the poisonous fire on his body began to dissipate.

However, the ghost sword monk's internal organs were eroded by poisonous fire, and there was no possibility of survival.

"Baga, Tang Long, you're too cruel to take action, right?"

"Hmph, it's really too much. Senior Ghost Sword Monk has already admitted defeat, but why do you still have to make such a ruthless move?"

"Baga, I, King Kong Peak Temple, will never stop with you!"

Looking at the fainting ghost sword monk, the Eastern monks present also raised their fists and shouted.

Bang!

Suddenly, Tang Long shot and kicked the Ghost Sword Monk out.

Tang Long glanced at the Eastern monks and said angrily: "Haha, you Eastern people are really unreasonable. In order to kill me, the Ghost Sword Monk actually put on a purple gold cassock and even took out the Demon Subduing Bead. Could it be that I, Tang Long, are you going to sit and wait for death?!"

"Baga, you are quibbling. My master is kind-hearted and even a great monk. How could he kill you?!" The leading Eastern monk pointed at Tang Long's nose and shouted.

Tang Longleng said: "Dare to say another word, kill!"

hiss.

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was breathing in air conditioning.

The leading Eastern monk was also very scared and knelt on the ground on the spot.

"Hiss, what a terrible look."

"I am really worthy of being the Demon King Tang, so powerful that I am not even a Ghost Sword Monk."

"Ghost Sword Monk? Humph, it's just a clown who jumps the beam. Compared with my Chinese monk, it's not a little worse than that."

The Chinese people present also discussed.

At this moment, Xia Qingsong looked around and announced with a smile: "Haha, Tang Long won this duel!"

call.

At this time, Xia Bingyao, Xia Qianhan, Mo Jieyu and others all breathed a deep sigh of relief.

However, this Zhan Shu has to pay a price.

According to the rules of the martial arts conference, those who give the letter of war will directly enter the next round of duel after winning.

The candidates for the duel are decided by discussions between major sects or giants from aristocratic families.

Generally speaking, this candidate is proposed by the loser.

Soon after, the Demon Emperor General walked up and said coldly: "Captain Xia, can you go to the next round? According to the rules of the martial arts conference, I can choose the candidates to show off against Tang Long at will!"

"General?"

Xia Qingsong frowned and pondered: "General, don't forget, you are a Chinese!"

The Demon Emperor General Sneer sneered: "Haha, Master Xia, you don't need to remind you of this."

Xia Qingsong snorted coldly: "Tell me, who do you want to show off against Tang Long? Remember, you only have one chance to recommend a candidate, and this candidate must be nodded by major families and sect giants, otherwise it will be considered invalid!"

"Hiss, I don't know who Jiangchen would recommend."

"Hmph, no matter who he recommends, in the end, he will be humiliating himself."

"That's right? Apart from some old antiques, who else would be the opponent of Demon King Tang?"

Everyone present also discussed.

The Demon Emperor General Chen had a cunning smile on his lips and said with a cold smile: "Haha, I recommend the old leader of Kongtong Sect, Marquis of Yanwu!"

"What? Marquis of Yanwu?"

"Haha, no? This is simply a bonus!"

"That's right? Who doesn't know that this Yan Wuhou is so talented. He probably hasn't broken through the divine realm yet?"

When everyone present heard this, they couldn't help but smile.

Marquis of Yanwu?!

Even Gai Jiuyou, Bai Yuan Wusheng Wusheng, and Zhao Wukui and others looked at each other. They didn't know what the Demon Emperor was doing.

I still know Yan Wuhou, Gai Jiuyou and others very well.

To be honest, the talent of this Yan Wuhou is very average.

Compared with Tang Long, it is a world of difference.

Bang.
Chapter completed!