"Huh, you two guys who don't know how to respect your elders..."
"Then the old man must be highly respected and worthy of respect."
Bai Xiaosheng choked old man Tianji, and the old man looked at the stage from the ground.
The three of them have planned many insidious and sinister schemes, and they are the ones who understand each other best.
It's too difficult for him to respect an old silver coin...
On the contrary, Prince Qi was a good man, with strong martial arts skills and talents. Bai Xiaosheng still admired him very much.
"I see. Does Prince Qi think that being ruthless is better than being devoted?"
"That Shifei Xuan doesn't get emotional easily, she is as boring as wood and stone."
"But Saint Wanwan is loyal to one person once she falls in love. Isn't that the most respected virtue of loyalty among the people?"
Xi Hui asked thoughtfully with a smile on his face.
Although he was so polite on the surface, he was actually quite angry at Qixia Town's ranking.
Although Mie Qingdao has some bad relations with the Yingui Sect, his love for Wanwan is sincere.
Now his sweetheart is not as good as a descendant of the Holy Land, how can he be convinced?
"If you don't accept it, why not come on stage and defeat me."
Zhao Yan seemed to have read through his thoughts, and asked for his hand happily.
"My lord, you are joking. You are a master in the celestial realm. I am just pointing out mysteries. How can you be your opponent?"
"Don't say I'm here, there are so many people here, how many of them can be worthy of the prince's opponent?"
The veins on Xi Hui's forehead suddenly jumped.
If you can beat me, I'm here to tell you so much about what to do!
He turned around angrily and snorted coldly, intending to stir up everyone's emotions.
And just as he expected, some people who had long been dissatisfied with Zhao Yan's arrogant attitude immediately started making noises.
"That's right, Qixia Town is very powerful, but I dare not speak out even if I'm angry!"
"Since the list is published to the world, it must withstand scrutiny. I agree with the Mo Sect's opinion."
"We also think that Saint Wanwan should be ranked above the heirs of the Holy Land!"
"Prince Qi, don't use your power to suppress others. If you dare, why not suppress your realm and fight with Mr. Xi?"
"Yes, Zhixuan versus Zhixuan, if Mr. Xi loses, we will have nothing to say!"
Listening to the noisy words in the audience, Zhao Yan sneered in his heart, always maintaining the attitude of overlooking all living beings.
"Okay, but my master's Zhixuan is too strong. This Mr. Xi is no match. It's better for me to suppress the realm to the Vajra realm. As long as this Mr. Xi can defeat me, the rouge list will be decided by your demon sect. You can change it however you want.”
"really?"
The audience was noisy again.
"Of course, take it seriously. If one person is not enough, you can bring in a few more. I will take over as many as you come."
"But time is limited. In half a stick of incense, I will announce the names of the fifth and sixth names."
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he took a few steps back, waiting for someone to come forward and challenge him.
He has offered such tempting conditions. If no one dares to come forward, it would be too cowardly.
It is impossible for such a grand event not to have some great experts.
At this time, in the audience, in addition to the people from the Demon Sect who were gearing up, many people were also ready to make a move.
It's just that it's not time for them to care yet, so they still stand still.
"Okay, I'll let you learn King Qi's clever trick first!"
Under the praise of the disciples of the Demon Sect, Xi Hui's self-confidence exploded.
Using the Zhixuan realm to fight against the Vajra realm, and only needing to repel the opponent one step, there is no way he will lose!
There is a huge difference in the level of transcendental realm, but Xi Hui is definitely not the kind of trash Zhixuan who is vulnerable to attack.
On the contrary, the secret skills he understood were no weaker than those of his father Xi Yinglai, and he was a true master in the magic sect.
Xi Hui tiptoed, rose quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was on the stage facing Zhao Yan.
Now that he had decided to take action, he put away his original disguise, and his eyes under his thick eyebrows glowed with an evil and cruel light.
And at the edge of his eyes, there was a layer of purple light.
This is a sign that he has activated his secret technique. People who are not familiar with him will not be able to tell it at all.
"Prince Qi is humble, I will let you make the first move."
Xi Hui pretended to be polite and asked Zhao Yan to take action first.
And his action was recognized by many people in the audience.
I feel that it is rare for the Demon Sect to have such a polite junior.
But what Zhao Yan said next immediately made people understand why he did this, and they all scolded him for being hypocritical.
"I heard that Mie Qing Dao's "Purple Qi Tianluo" magic skill can lay out a trap of heaven and earth, making it impossible for people to escape."
"Although I don't know that you have understood the mysterious art of He Zhi, these transparent threads made of internal energy cannot be hidden from me."
As Zhao Yan spoke, he moved and suddenly jumped half a foot in front of Xi Hui.
He raised his hand casually and touched the air with his little finger, and the sound of silk thread playing appeared in the air out of thin air.
The clothes on his body were wrinkled as if they were blocked by something invisible.
"So insidious! This Xi Hui has already laid a trap as soon as he takes the stage!"
"The winner is king. Although Xi Hui's methods are crude, they are understandable."
"You don't understand! Prince Qi has already made him two great realms, and he still wants to plot against you. The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, and it will never learn what it means to convince others with virtue!"
"Bah, what are you talking about, old guy! If you dare to criticize my demon sect, report your name!"
"What are you paying for? If you have the ability, do it to me right here!"
"You! Humph, if you dare, don't leave after the results are released!"
Everyone in the Demon Sect was so angry that their teeth itched.
In terms of strength, it is completely possible to regain the field, but it is a pity that the location is not right.
None of them wanted to be targeted by Qixia Town.
Xi Hui on the stage saw that Zhao Yan had seen through the secret arrangement, but he remained calm.
"The prince is really powerful, he can actually see through Skynet."
He clapped a few times and shook his head with a smile.
"It's a pity that there is nothing we can do if we see through it. With the strength of the Vajra Realm, we will never be able to break free from the shackles of Skynet."
"The further the prince goes, the more Skynet becomes entangled in him."
"I believe that the prince is no longer able to move forward... Then prepare for the next secret technique!"
After Xi Hui said this, he began to squat down and raised his right fist high, igniting purple flames.
It seems that his secret technique is of the type that enhances attack power.
"The secret technique 'Dragon Fist' ranks second among the secret techniques of boxing..."
"You can accumulate power in a short period of time and hit an attack several times your own. Hey, in fact, as long as the prince can stand here, even if you are a celestial warrior, you will never be able to block this punch without any damage."
Xi Hui's face showed a smile of success.
The skynet deployed with "Purple Air Tianluo" is just a cover-up.
His real killing move is this punch that is ready to go.
No matter how strong Zhao Yan is, he is still in the Vajra realm, and there is no way he can withstand this punch without taking a step back.
As long as he is allowed to use abilities beyond the Vajra realm, the winner will naturally be him, Xi Hui.
The Demon Sect is determined to win this battle!
boom…
The purple energy on Xi Hui's arm became more and more intense, and there was a faint shape of a dragon's head.
In the eyes of many people looking forward to it, he launched brazenly.
