Chapter 214: A coincidence of luck

"Boom", the moment the gloomy skull collided with the black big sword, a bit of green light suddenly burst out. Mie Shengzi, who was united with human and sword, instantly revealed his figure.

"Bang", the gloomy skull instantly turned into four, three surrounded by black swords, making him unable to move, while the other one instantly bit Mi Shengzi's palm.

"Ah", Mi Shengzi screamed in severe pain. With this sudden scream, the black sword in Mi Shengzi's hand fell to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, Mi Shengzi, who represents the new generation of outstanding figures in the Demon Sword Sect, was captured alive by Ling Shaotu's unparalleled demon! And no one can see Ling Shaotu, it seems that he has no time to use his real means.

"Bang", the skeleton transformed by the demon disappeared in an instant, and Mie Shengzi, who had turned gray all over his body, looked at Ling Shaotu with anger, his face turned ashen, but he no longer had the courage to rush forward!

"Junior brother Mie Shengzi, let me go." Ling Shaotu nodded lightly at Mie Shengzi, with a very cool expression.

"Ling Shaotu, don't be proud here. When you meet my senior brother Wang Jun later, I wonder if you can still laugh!" Mie Shengzi struggled to stand up from the ground, gritting his teeth and said fiercely.

The moment the words Wang Jun were spit out from Mi Shengzi's mouth, a shocking sword energy instantly enveloped the seven martial arts competition platforms. The sword energy was as cold as snow and as fast as lightning. In just a moment of kung fu, everything disappeared completely.

On another platform not far away, a man in black was also inserted into the black sword in his hand and did not even look at the man who was as strong as a cow under his sword.

Wang Jun! This man with sword intent soared into the sky is Wang Jun from the Demon Sword Sect, and is also a character that Taoist Feixuan told him to pay special attention to. In Yi Chu's eyes, although Wang Jun only had the cultivation level of the peak of the liquid transformation, the earth-shaking sword could not be underestimated by anyone!

The two most outstanding masters in the magic path are like two rounds of sunshine in the sky, shining brightly there. Under the light of these two masters, no one watched other games, let alone Yi Chu, a guy who lost without a fight.

"After half an hour, all the disciples who participated in the final election all took the stage to conduct a new round of competition." As Qiu Wanshan waved his palm, Wang Jun and Ling Shaotu, who were already getting tighter, instantly dispersed.

Half an hour said it was fast, but it was not ordinary slow. Because Yi Chu was about to appear, Taoist Feixuan, who was deeply suffering from this battle, was already a little unable to sit still at this time! Especially when I watched the competition between the demon elites just now, I regretted the reckless decision I made just now with a passionate heart.

Now there are eight people who compete for the quota. Three places for eight people are difficult to allocate. For fairness, the eight people will first play the first round of knockout matches, and then the four people who win will compete for the three places.

The arena above the Ten Thousand Demons Seal Temple had slowly fallen, and four are arranged in the four corners of the hall, making it particularly generous. In addition to Yi Chu and Mie Shengzi, the one who participated in the competition was lucky enough to draw the only Soul Refining Sect disciple Wang Baokun who entered the defeat group without having to compete, Yue Minfan of the Goddess Sect, the Child Manhu of the Earth Demon Palace, Liao Huaiyuan of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Qin Ruhuai and Ge Duanyun of the Yin Soul Sect.

In this way, we have determined that the candidates to enter Guangyanbefu are two of the Heavenly Demon Palace, two of the Earthly Demon Palace, two of the Demon Sword Sect, and one of Liu Piaohong from the Goddess Sect.

The three bottom sects, namely the Soul Refining Sect, the Yin Soul Sect, and the Blood Transformation Sect, do not have a single entry quota at present. It is precisely because of this that the subsequent competition has become increasingly fierce.

Entering Guangyan Beppu is crucial to all major demon sects. Not only is it because Guangyan Beppu has countless magic weapons and opportunities, but it also shows that the status of the three major sects cannot be lost.

Even the soul-savvy elder Wang gave this order when he ordered his own family and favorite disciple Wang Baokun. Although Wang Baokun answered readily and confidently, for some reason, Elder Wang was still a little uneasy.

Compared with Elder Wang, the soul-transforming scholar was no longer much better. He also pulled Ge Duanyun and instructed him word by word. At the beginning, their voices were still small, and Yi Chu didn't care, but later, as they looked at their eyes constantly looking at him, Yi Chu had to detect it carefully. After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles. These old people in the demonic path are all those who eat people and don't spit bones!

"Duan Yun, you still have great hope. As long as you are separated from the Blood-Blooding Sect in the first round, the chance of winning will be high. If you defeat him, four people will compete for three places." The words of the Soul-Chuangshuo Scholar clearly reached Yi Chu's ears, which made Yi Chu very depressed. In the eyes of everyone, Yi Chu completely became a soft persimmon that anyone could pinch at will!

But his depression is far from over. Because of the golden soul, he can basically hear that little in this hall no matter who he says.

"Baokun, you will definitely be able to choose the first game. You'd better choose the person in the first game, so that you can win the first game with confidence!"

"Minfan, Taoist Feixuan was already very embarrassed just now. If you meet someone named Hua Mingzi in the next game, don't be too ruthless. I want you to play exciting things! However, there is one thing you have to remember for me. Sympathy is sympathy. This is completely different from the quota to enter Guangyan Beppu. We must get it..."

Listening to these reminders, Yi Chu was immediately angry and made up his mind. No matter what, he had to show his ability in this competition. Otherwise, these self-righteous people would be too frustrating!

Time passed slowly, and Yi Chu, who was the turn of drawing lots, took one from the black box casually. This time, no matter whether someone cheated or not. In his opinion, this time, the stronger his opponent, the better.

When he handed the token in his hand to Qiu Wanshan, Yi Chu found that several opponents stretched their necks to see the patterns on his token, probably to see if he was the lucky guy.

The result came out soon, of course, some people were happy and some were worried. Yi Chu did not face a woman unlucky this time, but met the boy Hu of the Earth Demon Palace. When he heard Qiu Wanshan announce the result on the stage, Yi Chu felt relieved.

The tall and big boy tiger happened to be a target for himself. This time, no matter what he said, he had to teach this master of the Earth Demon Palace who only grew muscles but not his head.

"It's really unlucky to face Tongrenhu. This Tongrenhu is also a master in the middle stage of liquid transformation. His Wu Demon Aura is extremely tough. If you can't beat him, just admit defeat. Although the blood-transforming knife I gave you can hurt him, this move is not worth the loss." When Taoist Feixuan knew that Yi Chu was fighting Tongrenhu, his face became dimmer and dimmer.

"Don't worry, Master, I will let you see a good show." Yi Chu, who was a little pitiful to Taoist Feixuan, flew towards the ring as he spoke. Just as he flew over, the others flew towards their respective rings.

"Hey, why haven't my opponent Tong Renhu come yet?" Looking at the empty arena, ready to fight one by one, suddenly I found that the target he was going to abuse was not in front of me.

There were two people in each of the other three rings, but he was the only one. Just when Yi Chu was about to shout that the guy named Tong Renhu came on stage and was beaten, Cheng Feihu suddenly shouted loudly: "I fuck you ancestors, the cub of the Demon Sword Sect, you are too heavy to start. There is no need to compete this time, we will admit defeat!"

Admitting defeat? Admitting defeat again! Looking at Yi Chu who was stupid and ready to show his true strength, he felt dizzy.

Yi Chu was standing on the stage and felt as lonely as snow. Two times, his brother was preparing to show off his skills, but the final result was that both times someone took the initiative to admit defeat.

Is my luck really that good?

Looking at the eyes of both sides, Yi Chu felt helpless. Although the Tong Renhu was powerful, he could only drink hatred under his Eight Blood Sword Formation! It’s good now, he is too injured and surrenders directly.

Brother Renhu, please show your spirit of a tiger and let me show it. Yi Chu said to this tiger almost begging in his heart. However, the tiger standing next to Cheng Feihu was spitting out a mouthful of blood when Cheng Feihu announced his concession!

His face was pale and blood was spraying. It seemed that this guy was really completely defeated by Wang Jun's sword. It was impossible to take the stage!

Taoist Feixuan was really surprised and happy at this moment. In his opinion, Yi Chu's most dangerous battle was to fight this child tiger. Now he didn't have to fight, and he was promoted without fighting. He was really relieved.

"Brother Feixuan, you are really lucky to have a lot of luck in the Blood Transformation Sect. I just don't know if anyone will take the initiative to admit defeat in the next battle." The sour soul-transformed scholar said jealously and hatefully.

The Soul-Chuangshun Scholar had no choice but to be jealous. After all, his disciples were fighting against Mi Shengzi of the Demon Sword Sect. Although Mi Shengzi was defeated without exerting any strength in Ling Shaotu's hands, in the eyes of the Soul-Chuangshun Scholar, among these eight people, Mi Shengzi was undoubtedly among the top three.

Facing such a strong person, how can the soul-turning scholar be at ease?

"Since the boy Renhu admits defeat, then Hua Mingzi of the Blood-Crafting Sect will advance." Qiu Wanshan said loudly with an incredible look on his face. At this moment, even with his calmness, he couldn't help but look at this guy who had a lucky fortune. He didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who would have such great luck.

It was a great luck that someone had surrendered in both games.

On the other three arenas, the competition is in full swing. The beautiful and charming Yue Minfan faces Liao Huaiyuan of the Demon Palace. Once the two fight, the entire arena becomes endless. Under the pink fog, Yue Minfan dances the magical dance of the Demon, singing and dancing, and naturally has unlimited scenery.

However, Liao Huaiyuan was a proud disciple of the Heavenly Demon Palace after all. Faced with Yue Minfan's temptation, he calmed down and calmed down. As the five yin flags in his hand swung, countless demonic energy condensed into five sharp ghosts as big as millstones in the air, and devoured towards Yue Minfan!

Although Yue Minfan is not as good as Liu Piaohong in the Goddess Sect, he naturally has some real skills when he can stand on this competition platform. Yue Minfan, who saw that his demon dance had no effect, instantly sacrificed a pink silk ribbon, turned into a red giant python in the air, and competed with the five big evil spirits.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, the pair of Ge Duanyun and Mie Shengzi had already decided. As the black long sword beside Mie Shengzi turned into sixteen shanks, Ge Duanyun, who was commanding hundreds of ghosts, was instantly bombarded by the sixteen sword lights. If it weren't for the soul-transforming scholar's actions, Ge Duanyun would have been resolved into two shanks by one sword.

Wang Baokun, who had never taken action, was surprised to him. After his soul-catching eyes opened, Qin Ruhua from the Heavenly Demon Sect lost the initiative. No matter how he attacked, when his eyes intersected with Wang Baokun, his movements were obviously slow, and he was always half a beat slower!

Wang Baokun's performance was majestic. He stood on a flying magic weapon, and his eyes that seemed to contain infinite gloom flashed, and Qin Ruhua's movements would suddenly slow down.

Although Qin Ruhua closed his eyes tightly and tried hard not to look at Wang Baokun, unfortunately, the consequences of his eyes closed were even more terrible. Wang Baokun, who was not a good person, directly sacrificed three circles like white bones when Qin Ruhua closed his eyes. Each circle flashed and turned into a white bone god and demon, killing Qin Ruhua straight towards him.

"Eye of the Illusion and Demon! I never thought that after so many years, someone in your Soul Refining Sect has mastered this unique skill. It's so gratifying." Qiu Wanshan looked at Qin Ruhua, who had only the power of parry and had no ability to fight back, and sighed sincerely.

The Eye of the Illusion and Demon, one of the most bizarre methods among the seven sects of the Demonic Dao. Legend has it that if this Eye of the Illusion and Demonic has reached its peak, it can instantly capture the opponent's soul. However, the requirements for cultivating the Eye of the Illusion and Demonic is also very harsh. Over the years, the Soul Refining Sect has not cultivated a master who can use the Eye of the Illusion and Demonic.

"Bang" Qin Ruhua's body was instantly knocked away by the white bone demon and flew straight towards the ring. Elder Wang looked at the winning Wang Baokun and smiled and said, "Senior brother has given me a prize. Baokun is just cultivating the Eye of the Illusion Demon to the Second Level, and his cultivation is still very average."

Just as several demon masters expressed their opinions without laughing, Yue Minfan's pink giant python had been swallowed by Liao Huaiyuan's skeleton!
Chapter completed!