"boom"
A deep pit was created on the ground with the palm of his hand. The rocks and soil in the pit were eroded, and the fierce and scorching air waves blew the skin of Ye Qing, who was close at hand, red.
Ye Qing took a step forward and used the Phantom Demonic Body Technique to the extreme, flying over ten feet away. But just when he ran out of breath, Zhao Bai rushed out of the sea of fire with a roar, running like the wind, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. The punch hit him.
Ye Qing was like a stone, flying straight out. Dozens of burning houses were smashed through, and finally embedded in a cliff, with cracks spreading around like spider webs.
"puff……"
Ye Qing opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the blood evaporated before it fell. His whole body was burning and tingling, the blood was boiling and evaporating, the sea of consciousness was filled with filthy aura, his head was as heavy as lead, and he had a splitting headache.
"Hanba..."
Ye Qing's pupils shrank, Zhao Bi's current image and the hot aura of death, plague, famine, and filth mixed with him were no different from the legendary Drought Demon.
Drought demon is synonymous with drought, famine, plague and death. The land it travels is thousands of miles away, and it is a real natural disaster level monster.
"It's a natural disaster level weird thing..."
Feeling the terrifying power that filled the world, Ye Qing felt powerless for a while.
Immediately, Ye Qing suppressed the powerlessness in his heart. Now was not the time to be afraid, but to think of ways to survive.
It is impossible to admit defeat.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.
During the competition, it is not that you will be teleported out immediately if you admit defeat, but it will take a while, and once you fight with others during the period, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Therefore, trying your hand is always a matter of life and death.
In the past, it was not uncommon for people to use test skills to engage in life-and-death duels and resolve personal grudges.
This is also tacitly approved by the Qianlong Association.
Therefore, if you want to survive, you can only fight.
Zhao Wei became like this because he must have swallowed the essence and blood of the Drought Demon, and swallowed the essence and blood of the powerful monster. Although it can burst out with terrifying power, it will cause great damage to the body's load, so it can only last for a period of time, and the monster spirit can The greater the power contained in the blood, the higher the physical state requirements of the warrior, and the shorter the duration at the same state.
What Zhao Wei swallowed was the essence and blood of Drought Demon. Even among natural disaster-level monsters, Drought Demon was a top-notch existence. Although he didn’t know how Zhao Wei dared to swallow the essence and blood of Drought Demon without being instantly exploded or losing his spiritual will at Zhao Wei’s level. But I think it will definitely not last long.
Therefore, as long as he persists until the power of Drought Demon's essence and blood disappears in Zhao Wei's body, or Zhao Wei's body cannot withstand the impact of Drought Demon's essence and blood power, he will win.
As his mind turned, Ye Qing thought of a countermeasure. He leaned forward and arched his back like a fish. As the cliff trembled, Ye Qing flew out like an arrow from a string.
The moment he flew out, Zhao Pei came through the air and punched where Ye Qing was. The cliff cracked and rocks flew everywhere.
When the punch failed, Zhao Wei twisted around and kicked his feet on the cliff. Amidst the sonic boom, the sea of fire in the sky was divided.
As soon as Ye Qing's magical thoughts captured Zhao Bi, Zhao Bi appeared behind him and slapped him on the body.
The yin and yang energy around Ye Qing's body was shattered inch by inch, and his whole body was rolling and beating on the ground like a gourd. Every time he hit the ground, a deep pit would be made. After rolling for more than ten feet, Ye Qing jumped up, but as soon as he jumped, Then, Zhao Pei appeared next to him again, and his fists as big as millstones hit him directly, and he was punched into the ground one by one.
Not allowing Ye Qing to resist, Zhao Pei stepped on Ye Qing. The ground within a few feet suddenly collapsed, and the mud and rocks turned into fiery red magma.
"Aren't you very good at Qinggong? Aren't you good at running? You can run!"
Zhao Pei's right foot was powerful, turning and grinding left and right. With a clicking sound, the ground cracked and sank several feet again.
"You run!"
"You run!"
After grinding it for a few times, Zhao Bi raised his foot and stepped down hard. With each step, Zhao Bi yelled, his tone full of violence and joy.
Amidst the roar, the ground shook and the magma poured back into the deep pit on the ground.
"You run..."
However, just as Zhao Wei stepped down again, a fist stretched out from the lava and hit Zhao Wei's leg, causing Zhao Wei to stagger back.
At the same time, Ye Qing rushed out of the magma, hugged Zhao Pei, and slammed into a raised boulder like an ape hitting a tree.
The boulder shattered and the two of them fell to the ground. Ye Qing transformed into a demon ape with a ferocious face, riding on Zhao Wei's body, fighting like a child, without any sense of martial ethics, punching Zhao Wei's head one after another.
Immortal... endless...
Amidst the banging sound, Zhao Pei's head was smashed into the ground.
The Drought Demon walks like the wind. Zhao Wei swallowed the Drought Demon's essence and blood, and his speed has been greatly improved. However, his Phantom Demon Body Technique is good at moving around in a small area, but not good at running. He can't get rid of Zhao with his body skills alone. Too bad, not to mention delaying time.
Since you can't run away, you can only fight head-on!
You will change, and I will change, who is afraid of whom!
In just a few breaths, Ye Qing had already landed dozens of punches, as fast as a drum.
But when Ye Qing hit him with another punch, Zhao Pei suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Ye Qing's fist, and slowly opened it.
Ye Qing roared, his eyes about to burst, and he pressed down with both fists. Under the pure strength competition, the ground where the two of them were standing was cracked inch by inch.
But the next moment, Zhao Pei's head suddenly lifted up from the soil and hit Ye Qing's face hard.
Ye Qing felt as if he had been hit in the head by a meteorite falling from the sky. For a moment, there were stars in his eyes, he was dizzy, and his consciousness was blurred.
Before Ye Qing regained consciousness, Zhao Pei roared and continued to hit Ye Qing's face with his head violently and brutally. After several times, Ye Qing's entire face was covered in blood.
Finally, with a huge roar, Ye Qing was hit by Zhao Bi's head and flew away, plowing a deep ravine along the ground.
Zhao Pei jumped up, stepped heavily on Ye Qing's chest, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha... You really didn't disappoint me, but the more you struggle and resist, the happier I am."
"Hahaha……"
Amid laughter, Zhao Pei grabbed Ye Qing's left arm, stepped on Ye Qing's chest with his right foot, and pulled upwards with force.
"ah……"
Along with Zhao Bi's wild laughter and Ye Qing's screams, his entire arm was torn off by Zhao Bi, and his blood spilled into the sky.
"ah……"
"No joy..."
"Brother Ye..."
Seeing this scene, everyone outside the ring changed their expressions. Lin Yuhuai, Chu Nianjiu, the little Taoist priest and others couldn't help but rush towards the ring.
"Tsk...it's so cruel." Zhou Hengshan did not hide the smile on his face and sighed: "But, I like it."
"By the way, Mr. Hong, disturbing the Qianlong Meeting is a serious crime. Don't you care about the people in your Jing'an Department?"
"Go back, anyone who dares to disturb the Qianlong gathering will be dealt with according to law." Hong Jianglong growled with a sullen face.
"But Sir, Wu Huan..." Lin Yuhuai said anxiously.
"Go back..." A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Hong Jianglong's body. The aura disturbed the world and the top of Feilong Mountain was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning.
"Try your skills, and you will be responsible for your own life and death."
Lin Yuhuai, Chu Nianjiu, and the little Taoist priest could only grit their teeth and retreat reluctantly.
"Well said, Mr. Hong is really fair and strict. Zhou admires him, admires him, hahaha..." Zhou Hengshan laughed in a strange way. Hong Jianglong said nothing, his face gloomy.
Others, some look worried, some are gloating, some are indifferent, some are lamenting, there are all kinds of things in life,
"I said I was going to destroy you, and this is just the beginning! Hahaha..."
On the ring, Zhao Pei held up Ye Qing's broken arm and looked up to the sky laughing, as if he was crazy.
"The Fog Demon..."
Ye Qing, who was lying on the ground, looked pale, but his eyes were as calm as a lake, without any waves.
At the same time, a huge demon Buddha appeared in the void. The demon Buddha pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth. Only the demon was the only one in the sky and the earth.
By the time Zhao Pei noticed it, he had no time to react and was punched away by the demon Buddha.
"Hahaha... Yes, that's it, keep struggling to your death, that's the fun!"
But at the next moment, Zhao Wei, who flew backwards, flew back at a faster speed and punched the demon Buddha. The demon Buddha was exploded with one punch.
The demonic energy overflowed, and the chanting sound of the demon Buddha in the air became louder. The billowing demonic energy enveloped Zhao Wei, and the chains rattled, tightly wrapping around Zhao Wei from all directions.
"Haha... a small skill."
Zhao Pei laughed loudly, and a torrential wave of weather erupted around him, as if nine days were crossing the sky, scorching the earth, causing the ground to crack and roll with lava.
The chains on his body were broken in an instant, and the demonic energy that filled the world was also washed away, revealing the demon Buddha's true body.
"boom"
Then, Zhao Pei took a step forward, suddenly appeared in front of the demon Buddha, and punched out.
The demonic energy of the demon Buddha escaped from being punched, and the chains on his body trembled. With a palm press, the Buddha's kingdom and hell appeared, and the demon crossed the common people.
The body of the Demon Buddha was transformed from the remains of Jinghui. Jinghui was a strong master during her lifetime. The remains were extremely tough and were not broken by Zhao Bai.
But after all, the Demon Buddha was just a soul-seducing device and could not compete with Zhao Wei, who had taken the blood of the Drought Demon. In just a few breaths, he was defeated by Zhao Wei.
However, in the blink of an eye, the Mist Demon controlled the Infinite Demon Buddha and rushed forward, entangled with Zhao Wei.
Perhaps he was a little impatient with being entangled by the Infinite Demon Buddha. Zhao Pei roared angrily and took advantage of the moment when the Infinite Demon Buddha was knocked away with one punch. He turned around and rushed towards Ye Qing.
"This is the moment."
Seeing Zhao Pei rushing towards him, Ye Qing's eyes suddenly burst out with a bright light, and a thick mist surged out of his body.
In the blink of an eye, the fog filled the air.
"Hey, why can't you see anything?"
"It's such a weird mist, even spiritual perception can't sense it?"
The mist filled the air, and people outside the arena instantly lost sight of Ye Qing and Zhao Bi. They could neither see nor feel them.
Immediately afterwards, huge aura fluctuations came from the arena, and billowing fire burst out from the mist, accompanied by bursts of roars and shrill screams.
"Oh, what a pity."
"Who says it isn't?"
"Given time, the little Qing Emperor will become a great master. Alas, it's a pity that time is also destiny."
"It's not good for Little Qing Emperor to meet anyone, but he happened to meet Zhao Wei. I don't know where Zhao Wei got the Hanbao essence and blood?"
"The same goes for Zhao Bai. Why would he go to such lengths just for a small grudge?"
Feeling that the aura fluctuations in the mist were getting weaker and weaker, everyone felt that the outcome was decided.
On the ring, the fog slowly dissipated, and a figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.
Just slowly, a look of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces, their eyes slowly opened wide, their pupils shrank, and finally they turned into a series of exclamations.
"Ah...how is that possible?"
"Am I blind?"
"How is this going?"
"Ye Qing, why didn't you die?"
