Zhan Wujue finally couldn't help but come on stage.

but.

He is under greater pressure than anyone else at the moment.

In his opinion, if even he was defeated, then the human race would have no hope.

Therefore, in this battle, he not only had to win, but he also had to win beautifully, leaving room to deal with the remaining demon masters.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Zhan Wujue slowly walked into the arena.

Zhan Wujue walked to the opposite side of Chihong and did not launch an attack on the latter as soon as he came up.

He looked up and down Chihong's body, took a deep breath at last, grabbed it with his right hand, and a sword appeared in his hand.

at the same time.

Zhan Wujue circulated his spiritual power, and his aura rose rapidly. When his aura reached its peak, he took action decisively. The majestic spiritual power poured into the sword, and he slashed out with one strike. The sword energy exploded, like a peerless ferocious dragon, fiercely

It hit the red flood a hundred meters away.

Before the sword energy arrived, in front of Chi Hong, the air around him had begun to collapse, and his clothes were flying.

Facing Zhan Wujue's sharp sword, a rare look of solemnity flashed across Chihong's eyes. Zhan Wujue was stronger than Zhao Xin, Zhou Wuya, and Huangfuling.

If he is not careful, he may get hurt.

Chi Hong stepped out suddenly, the earth shook violently, and the void shook. His ferocious fist swept away an extremely violent aura, and punched the sword energy that was coming at speed.

A squeak!

The sharp sword energy, which was enough to split mountains and crack the earth, shattered into pieces when it collided with Chi Hong's fist, turning into spots of light all over the sky.

Seeing this, Zhan Wujue's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't hold back the sword just now. He was confident that even a warrior who had just entered the Qi Transformation Realm would not be able to shatter his sword energy so easily.

But Chihong did it.

Not only is it done.

And it looks very relaxed.

"Although I don't like Zhan Wujue, I have to admit that he is very strong. In this battle, he shouldn't lose to that guy from the Fire Demon Clan, right?"

Ye Qianxing stared at the battlefield and murmured.

Xu Chen glanced at Ye Qianxing and said: "In terms of strength, Zhan Wujue is indeed stronger than Zhao Xin, Huangfuling and Zhou Wuya, but it is still not easy to defeat Chi Hong."

Ye Qianxing looked at Xu Chen and said sadly: "If Lian Zhan Wujue is defeated, then we really have no hope. If the wheel battle is defeated, if Senior Demon Slaying Sword really fulfills his agreement with the demons, he will kill Huang Wu."

If the world is surrendered to the demons, what will we do?

?Will the Demons let us go? Even if we can leave the Desolate Martial Realm with the Demon-Slaying Sword, when the Demons completely occupy the Desolate Martial Realm and use their armies to attack the Zhenwu Continent, our Desolate Territory will be the first to bear the brunt. By then, the Desolate Territory will surely be devastated, with dead and wounded people.

countless."

Xu Chen frowned.

No one wants to see the scene described by Ye Qianxing.

"Don't worry, the human race will not lose."

After hearing what Xu Chen said, Ye Qianxing smiled, thinking that Xu Chen was comforting him.

In fact, at this point in the battle, rational people already know that they are bound to lose. Even if Zhan Wujue really defeats Chi Hong, how many of the nine demon masters who will follow will be able to be dealt with by Zhan Wujue?

Seeing Ye Qianxing's expression, Xu Chen knew that Ye Qianxing didn't believe it, but he couldn't say it clearly at the moment. Even if he did, he probably wouldn't believe it. In Ye Qianxing's view, he might not even believe it

Not as good as anything.

Xu Chen shook his head, said nothing, and continued to watch the increasingly fierce battle in the field.

When Zhan Wujue saw Chi Hong shattering his sword with a punch, he held a sword in his hand and charged at Chi Hong fiercely. When he was still thirty or forty meters away from Chi Hong, he jumped into the air, his sword wrapped around the majestic sword.

With spiritual power, he slashed out with a sword.

The sword energy is like a mountain or a sea, majestic and has the energy to swallow up everything and suppress all things.

"This human race can barely make do. Although not as good as Chi Hong, he should be able to cause some trouble to Chi Hong!"

"The sword skills are good. This person should be a peerless genius among the human race."

"The peerless genius of the human race is nothing more than this!"

"The human race is weak, and the peerless geniuses cannot compete with the geniuses of our demon race."

"I don't know how many moves Chi Hong will use to defeat this human warrior."

"Thirty moves!"

"I guess fifty strokes!"

"No matter how many moves, Chihong showed his face in front of Lord Moko this time, and single-handedly defeated eight human warriors. It seems that this human warrior cannot hold on for long. If this person also

If we lose, there will be nine people. If the last one loses to Chi Hong, it will be a one-on-one fight. Lord Moko will be extremely happy and will reward Chi Hong heavily."

"If I had known that the human race was so weak, I would have been the first to take the field."

The masters on the demon side were talking a lot.

Facing Zhan Wujue's sword, Chi Hong held it empty in his right hand, with black flames flowing in it, as if he was holding a sun.

"Bang!"

The space shook, and he suddenly took a step forward, then punched the terrifying sword energy that was as big as a mountain or a sea.

"boom!"

The punch Chi Hong fired was so powerful and overbearing that the sword energy was as terrifying as a mountain or a sea. After colliding with the fist power, not only did it not gain the slightest advantage, but it was shattered by Chi Hong's fist power.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!!!"

The sword energy exploded, turning into countless residual sword energy as big as raindrops. They flew in all directions, causing chaos in the void. Some of the residual sword energy struck the earth, adding countless more to the already devastated earth.

Road scars.

With all his strength, Zhan Wujue's sword failed to gain the slightest advantage. With a cold expression on his face, he swept his body towards Chi Hong like an arrow.

Under the ultimate explosion, his speed was very fast, and the friction between his body and the air actually made a thunderous sound.

After a fight, Chi Hong has figured out Zhan Wujue's strength. In terms of combat power, he is naturally not as good as him, but the two sides have not yet reached an insurmountable point. Therefore, at this moment, he does not dare to be careless about Zhan Wujue.

Seeing Zhan Wujue's sudden increase in speed, Chi Hong chose to retreat, not giving Zhan Wujue the slightest chance.

"Step to the sky!"

Seeing that Chi Hong chose to retreat, Zhan Wujue let out a low roar, stepped on the air with his feet, leaving a series of footprints, and his speed increased again and again. After a few steps, he had already appeared in front of Chi Hong.

In front of him, the sword in his hand burst out with brilliant sword energy. He exerted force with his right hand and struck out seven swords in one go.

Zhan Wujue originally thought that Chi Hong, who was retreating, would panic in the face of his fierce offensive, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of him. Unexpectedly, when he attacked, Chi Hong not only stopped retreating, but also pointed his toes and stretched his body.

He rose from the ground and attacked him fiercely.

The red torrent rose into the sky, its whole body burning with demonic fire that seemed to come from hell. It clenched its hands into fists, and amid the shrill sound of breaking through the air, its fists were as fast as phantoms, attacking rapidly and alternately.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

The strength of the fist and the energy of the sword collided repeatedly.

Every collision causes the earth to collapse.

The seven sword qi were defeated by the seven fists blasted by Chi Hong.

When the last sword energy burst, a sword suddenly appeared and struck Chi Hong's head hard.

Zhan Wujue chose this timing just right. At this moment, Chi Hong had just defeated the sword energy and was at the moment when his previous strength had been exhausted and his rear strength could not continue.

If it were anyone else, they would never be able to withstand the sword struck by Zhan Wujue at this moment.

But Chi Hong is not an ordinary person after all.

When the long knife struck in front of him, he forced himself to take a breath and punched out unnaturally.

The fist had a crushing force, and it clashed head-on with the long knife.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

"What a terrifying power."

Zhan Wujue's expression suddenly changed, his arm was numb from the shock from the terrifying force that blasted into the long knife, his mouth cracked, and he could hardly hold the long knife.

Zhan Wujue was horrified. Chihong had fought eight battles, and his strength was still shockingly strong. There was no sign of serious exhaustion.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, a powerful shock wave erupted where the fist and the sword collided, separating the two people.

They both fell back at the same time.

Zhan Wujue retreated and retreated, and even retreated more than thirty steps. Looking at Chi Hong, he only retreated nine steps. It was obvious that he was making a judgment.
To be continued...