The green and purple demonic aura filled the air, and just a moment after the first loud noise resounded through the entire hall, another loud noise resounded.
There was also a "dang" sound, and it seemed that Cui Shuji's offensive was not hitting Wu Jiang's flesh and blood, but hitting the bronzes in this hall, or other gold and stone objects.
Everyone watching the battle had different expressions, but with the loudness of the attack, one could imagine that Cui Shuji was ruthless in his attack.
But the strange thing is that after the two loud noises, there was no movement.
After the next breath, the evil spirit dispersed, and everyone saw a strange scene.
Wu Jiang and Cui Shuji were seen in a defensive and offensive posture.
Cui Shuji struck Wu Jiang on the chest with his sharp, azure palm. It was obvious that the two loud noises just now were caused by his heavy blow to Wu Jiang.
But at this moment, there was clearly a trace of panic on his expression. Perhaps he was infected by the gray-green demonic energy, and his cheeks looked a little livid at the moment.
But Wu Jiang still stood tall and straight, seemingly uninjured by two heavy blows from Cui Shuji. At this moment, his face was full of smiles, and he gently grabbed Cui Shuji's attacking wrist with one hand.
Wu Jiang's whole body was covered with purple mist of evil spirit, burning fiercely like a flame, and Cui Shuji's gray-green evil spirit was also constantly swaying.
The two seemed to be in a stalemate.
Just when everyone didn't know what happened and why the two of them were in such a stalemate, Cui Shuji's originally panicked expression became frightened, and he roared:
"Wu Jiang, let me go!"
Cui Shuji kept saying to let go, but his figure showed no sign of struggle. He seemed to be restrained and unable to move.
How is this going? Facing another strange scene, everyone suddenly felt a sense of surprise in their hearts.
Zhao Wujiang held Cui Shuji's wrist, his smile was gentle, and he looked particularly evil against the purple and green evil spirit.
He didn't speak, but quietly swallowed Cui Shuji's demonic energy. With every bit he swallowed, his demonic energy surged, and the demonic elixir in his body became more condensed.
Cui Shuji, as the person involved, felt the fear more than the onlookers, especially since Wu Jiang also used the magic of demon heaven. He didn't look like a monk who blessed the demon sky at all, but more like a living and vicious monster.
This big demon was constantly devouring his demonic energy, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only let this big demon devour him.
Cui Shuji let out a heartbreaking roar. He struggled hard, and blood kept pouring from his mouth and nose, and his blood was black and blue.
His momentum continued to rise again, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He forcibly broke free from Wu Jiang's restraints, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.
At this time, his aura had lost its previous tyranny, and had become a little sluggish, and he still had heart palpitations that never dissipated.
Zhao Wujiang walked towards Cui Shuji step by step. His smile was gentle, but the gentler he was, the stronger the sense of oppression he gave Cui Shuji.
Cui Shuji staggered back a few steps again. The purple mist demonic energy was still floating around the wrist that Wu Jiang had clenched before. It was like a gangrene attached to the bone, constantly devouring his demonic aura, and at the same time, it was also devouring his mind.
Seeing Wu Jiang walking towards him at this moment, he could no longer suppress his panic and fear, and screamed miserably:
"Don't come here!"
The onlookers were already so shocked by this weird scene that their scalps were numb. Just now when the demonic aura filled the air and obscured their vision, and in the last few breaths, what on earth did Cui Shuji go through to make him, a monk in the late stage of the God Transformation Realm, so afraid of Wu Jiang? ?
The gentle smile of Wu Jiang at this moment was something they had never seen before.
This smile obviously lost the initial arrogance and arrogance, but it was full of evil and domineering.
The aura exuding from his whole body was still that of someone in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, and it seemed not as strong as Cui Shuji. However, every time Wu Jiang took a step closer to Cui Shuji, Cui Shuji became more frightened and staggered back in panic.
Zhao Wujiang smiled playfully, looking at Cui Shuji with a frightened face. He stopped teasing, but waved his hand, and the demonic aura hit Cui Shuji directly.
With a light blow, Cui Shuji's body flew directly and hit the wall of the bronze hall heavily.
