Behind Di Suitian, a middle-aged man emerged from the crowd.
The man, who was in his thirties, took one step forward, and golden sword lotuses bloomed under his feet.
He was carrying a golden sword on his back and stopped in the middle of the field.
"I am Song Ping, Zhang Chu. I think you are from the same human race. I don't want to kill you. Get out of here. You are no match for my young master."
However, Zhang Chu didn't even look at Song Ping.
Zhang Chu didn't even bother to say a word to this kind of person who had become a slave of the demon clan.
At this moment, behind Zhang Chu, a young man stepped forward and said: "Since you have become a slave of the demon clan, you should not say your surname is Song. I, Song Xiuya, will clean up the family for the surname Song!"
After saying that, Song Xiuya drew his sword and killed him.
The power of Song Xiuya's sword was wide open and closed, like a rolling river rushing down, with a majestic and boundless momentum.
Song Ping snorted and sneered contemptuously: "You are not overestimating your own abilities!"
Although Song Xiuya's momentum and spiritual power exceeded Song Ping, in Song Ping's eyes, Song Xiuya's sword skills were too rough and full of flaws.
"When masters compete with each other, it doesn't take strong spiritual power to win." Song Ping has absolute confidence in his swordsmanship.
Because he has been practicing swordsmanship for thirty years.
Moreover, his own strength is not weak, and he even has his own special talents. If he hadn't followed Di Suitian, he would have been the protagonist of his field.
However, in the Yingying restricted area, creatures with the true phoenix bloodline are born to be masters, while those with human bloodline like him are born to be slaves.
At this moment, Song Ping drew out his sword, and bright golden light shot into the sky.
In the golden light, there seemed to be a tiny golden spiritual snake coming out of the hole, which was sinister and strange.
Both sides used their own unique skills to kill their opponents.
Di Suitian just glanced at the battlefield, and then said calmly: "We won!"
Next to Zhang Chu, Tong Qingshan shook his hand and hit the spear: "No, he is no match for Song Ping."
Sure enough, as Tong Qingshan's voice fell, the result of the fight between the two sides had already appeared.
puff!
Song Ping's sword had a tricky angle and was covered by golden light. It stabbed Song Xiuya in the shoulder.
Although Song Xiuya's sword was terrifying, Song Ping dodged it.
When it comes to swordsmanship, the young Song Xiuya is far inferior to Song Ping. He was injured with just one move!
When the harpies saw this, they immediately shouted excitedly: "Okay!"
The human youths all looked ugly. Losing in the first game would be too demoralizing.
And, it’s just one move!
But at this moment, Song Xiuya's face was not depressed, but showed a sunny smile towards Song Ping in front of him.
Not only did Song Xiuya not retreat, but he suddenly took a step forward, letting the sword pierce his shoulder, and a blue mandarin duck thorn appeared in his other hand!
The mandarin duck thorn stabbed Song Ping's abdomen fiercely at a tricky angle.
"Seeking death!" Song Ping roared. He knew that this was a way of exchanging injuries for injuries.
However, in Song Ping's view, such an action is not exchanging injury for injury, but exchanging life for injury!
You may be injured, but the other person will definitely die!
At this moment, Song Ping looked fiercely and let Song Xiuya's mandarin duck thorns move towards his abdomen.
Song Ping crazily activated his spiritual power, causing the spiritual power to rush into Song Xiuya's body crazily.
boom!
Half of Song Xiuya's shoulder was immediately blackened, and at the same time, terrifying spiritual power poured out like crazy, destroying Song Xiuya's internal organs and meridians.
However, Song Xiuya's spiritual power was also desperately defending, protecting his key parts for a while.
At the same time, the mandarin duck thorn in Song Xiuya's other hand had pierced Song Ping's lower abdomen.
Song Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that Song Xiuya's spiritual power was so abundant, and he couldn't destroy Song Xiuya in the first place.
At this moment, Song Ping had only two choices.
The first option was to risk his own injuries and completely destroy Song Xiuya's spiritual defense, destroying Song Xiuya's meridians and internal organs.
But the cost of this is that you will also be injured, which will affect your subsequent combat effectiveness, but it is not fatal.
The second option is to retreat directly and stop attacking.
In this case, Song Xiuya only looked a little injured, but his health was not serious.
At this moment, Song Ping felt Song Xiuya's madness, and his heart suddenly burst with anger. If you dare to fight, don't you dare to get hurt?
Song Ping immediately gritted his teeth: "Go to hell!"
The crazy surge of spiritual energy finally destroyed Song Xiuya's spiritual defense line. Countless spiritual energy poured into Song Xiuya's body, destroying Song Xiuya's meridians and internal organs.
But at the same time, Song Xiuya's mandarin duck thorn also had spiritual power rushing out, and it stirred crazily in his abdomen!
At the scene, all the demon cultivators who saw this scene were dumbfounded. They never expected that when the two sides came up, they would fight in such a desperate manner, full of violence and blood.
Of course, Song Ping won.
The moment he destroyed Song Xiuya's meridians, before Song Xiuya could hurt his key parts, Song Ping suddenly retreated.
The two sides separated in an instant!
At this moment, a gash as long as a palm appeared on Song Ping's stomach. Many of his intestines were cut off and crushed, but it was not fatal and could be treated with ordinary drugs.
But Song Xiuya was much miserable. It could be seen that half of his shoulders were scorched black, and several golden cracks spread all the way to his chest.
All living beings know that Song Xiuya's heart has been destroyed, and now he can only wait for death.
"Okay!" The white-headed stork shouted angrily.
"Win!" White Crow was also extremely excited.
Around him, many demon cultivators also breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Zhang Chu's team can be killed, it would be a joke for Zhang Chu to go to other initial lands to look for the initial flags.
At this moment, Di Suitian spoke calmly: "The foundation of the human race is still a bit poor after all. Such a high realm and strength was wasted."
Song Ping stared at Song Xiuya and sneered: "Hey, you want to trade your life with me, can you do it? It doesn't matter if I'm injured, but you want to die!"
The eyes of many demon cultivators fell on Zhang Chu, wanting to see Zhang Chu shocked or uncomfortable.
However, Zhang Chu was expressionless and didn't look worried at all.
The eyes of all living beings immediately fell on Song Xiuya again.
Song Xiuya stretched out his hand towards Luo Jiuchuan: "Medicine!"
Luo Jiuchuan was unambiguous and directly threw a piece of golden Ganoderma lucidum to Song Xiuya.
The golden Ganoderma flew in the void and turned into a golden tiger. The tiger struggled desperately and even sprouted wings, as if trying to escape.
So cute, so lifelike.
When the demons saw this scene, their eyes widened!
"It's Nanshan Golden Zhi!"
"Oh my God, I actually raised a spirit. It's still a tiger spirit. It couldn't be picked from the Tianchu Medicine Garden in the Nine Yin Realm, right?"
"It wasn't picked from the Tianchu Medicine Garden. I've heard that this is the Nanshan Golden Zhizhi from Kunwu Mountain in the Nine Yin Realm. It was guarded by many giant snakes before."
"Hiss..." The demons were surprised and their eyes were hot.
Only the most powerful geniuses could possess a treasure of this level.
But now, this little golden tiger fell directly into the hands of Song Xiuya and turned into a piece of Nanshan Golden Zhi.
Then, Song Xiuya took a fierce bite of Nanshan Golden Zhi in the jealous eyes of all the demon cultivators.
The remaining part was kicked casually into his arms.
"What a waste!" A demon cultivator couldn't help but wailed.
"You are such a beast. How can you take this precious medicine like this? At least it needs to be accompanied by Wugenluoxue and Tiancan smoothie before you can take it."
However, Song Xiuya casually took a bite and put it in his arms like a steamed bun, causing those demon cultivators who couldn't eat it to curse angrily.
The effect of the precious medicine is indeed incredible. It can be seen with the naked eye that Song Xiuya's injuries are improving rapidly.
Song Ping became anxious when he saw this. He could only take out some white powder and rub it on his stomach to temporarily stop the bleeding, but he could not step forward immediately.
Song Xiuya recovered very quickly. This mouthful of Ganoderma lucidum not only protected his heart but also restored his meridians.
Moreover, Song Xiuya's spirit was fuller and his aura was stronger.
The battle just now was too dangerous, which completely stimulated Song Xiuya's cultivation potential, and his aura instantly increased!
At this moment, Song Xiuya's injury has completely improved and he is stronger than before.
"Haha, come again!" Song Xiuya slashed at Song Ping again.
Song Ping roared: "Seeking death!"
His swordsmanship was still superb and he injured Song Xiuya again.
Song Xiuya once again resorted to exchanging injuries for injuries, attacking frantically as if he was not risking his life.
Song Ping suddenly felt extremely aggrieved. He was only superior in swordsmanship to his opponent, but his physical strength and spiritual power were not as good as Song Xiuya's.
Therefore, Song Ping did not dare to trade injury with Song Xiuya. He could only deal with it and hurt Song Xiuya little by little.
But Song Xiuya was very irritating. He held a knife in one hand and ate Ganoderma lucidum in the other. When he was injured, he took two mouthfuls of Ganoderma lucidum and shouted at the same time: "Have you not eaten?"
While this guy was eating and fighting, his aura became even higher, and his understanding and understanding of martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.
As for Song Ping, the more he fought, the harder he became, and the more he fought, the more frustrated he became. After a few rounds, he was like a small boat in a violent storm, swaying unsteadily.
"This isn't fair!" a bird demon shouted.
"Don't take medicine if you can!" Some bird demons were also anxious.
Cao Yuchun laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you have the ability to ask Di Suitian to give Song Ping medicine. Is it because you are a slave and you are not qualified to take it?"
Around them, some human teenagers also laughed: "Yes, medicine is also a kind of strength. You don't have it, don't you want to?"
The bird demon was so angry that he vomited blood. Those medicines are not from your human race. You are shameless and despicable and stole the medicine from the Nine Yin Realm!
However, they can't help it.
This kind of treasure medicine is also extremely precious to Di Suitian. He cannot give it to a slave at will.
After a few rounds, Song Xiuya suddenly slashed down with his sword, directly splitting Song Ping in half!
Immediately afterwards, Song Xiuya's aura suddenly changed, and a mysterious aura enveloped Song Xiuya.
This guy actually made a breakthrough!
All the young men were immediately extremely greedy. They all wanted this opportunity to break through in battle.
At this moment, Cao Yuchun jumped out with one step, holding a bunch of almost refined medicine - Luodi Tianhuang in one hand, and pointed at the followers behind Di Suitian with the other hand:
"Who will give me a fair competition?"
