"But you worry that it's redundant, I will win this battle."

"And you have to win."

The second sentence is what Qin Cheng said in his heart.

There is nothing to talk about between the human race and the demon race, and there is no friendship between them and the demon race in the Demon Realm Mountains.

It is not realistic to let Xiaobailong give up his position.

So if you don’t defeat the little white dragon, then it will be meaningless to waste a few days in the White Mist Prison this time.

As Qin City walked towards the area where the demon clan was located, Wang Huyi, Liu Quan, and many human monks who had been waiting around, followed Qin City and walked towards the other side.

It is like streams gathering, forming a torrent.

No one cares about the dignity, honor and disgrace of human monks here.

Therefore, no matter what everyone is thinking, they must witness this scene with their own eyes.

When Qin Cheng came to the towering ancient tree, hundreds of monks were already following him.

Under the towering ancient tree, there are also a large number of demon cultivators entrenched around the little white dragon.

The two sides had been resentful for a long time before, but this time everyone got together and looked at each other, as if they could rub the sparks.

Fortunately, the rules in Baiwu Prison are strict enough and have punished many people who do not abide by the rules.

So although both sides are very angry, they still maintain restraint and do not cause chaos.

"It's you, you want to challenge me?"

A clear voice came from under the towering ancient tree.

Then the demon clan outside were separated from both sides automatically. A young man in white slowly stood up and looked at Qin Cheng.

"Well, although your cultivation is average, your Taoist body is well tempered. No wonder you have such ambition." The little white dragon looked at Qin Cheng, his voice full of fun.

"It's a pity that you're overestimating yourself."

"The weak human monks and the powerful bodies of our demon clan have a gap that you will never understand. You can bully those trash, but you are not qualified to fight with me, Xiaobailong."

The little white dragon turned his head disdainfully and gestured at a strong man in the demon clan.

Then, the man of the demon clan who was more than three meters tall suddenly stood up.

Only then did everyone realize that he had been sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this time, he stood up completely and stood in front of the human monks, like a hill.

"You are not qualified to attack Mr. Chilong. I can slap you into a meat paste with just one slap."

The strong man from the demon clan shouted coldly, and without saying anything, he rushed towards Qincheng.

As he ran, the ground kept trembling, just like a mountain moving.

Everyone was a little nervous.

I have to say that in the Baiwu Prison, where such a place with dead-locking spiritual energy is really too advantageous.

boom!

Just as the strong man of the demon clan slapped Qin Cheng, Qin Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared and then kicked the man on the left knee.

The man let out a muffled groan, feeling the pain in his left foot, and he suddenly fell to his knees, and then Qin Cheng kicked his right knee and back one after another.

The big man screamed, and his whole body fell to the ground in an instant, raising the dust in the sky.

The scene was slightly quiet, and all the monks of the demon clan looked at the man who fell to the ground and fell into a coma in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Qin Cheng destroyed the man's legs with one move and kicked him out.

A curiosity finally flashed through the little white dragon's eyes.

"It seems you are a little stronger than I thought."


Chapter completed!