Chapter 58: Dominate the king (one more)

The cultivation of the ten demons is very strong, much stronger than the top ten of Wuge Class A.
As a result, the ten demons endured life-and-death fights all year round, and their fighting experience was several times that of Wuge genius.
Secondly, they enjoy the rich resources plundered by the bandits, martial arts and elixir.
half year ago.
They washed the Baiyun City in blood, and the Ten Devils once played against the Ten Heavenly Pride of the Wuyun Pavilion in the Baiyun City.
As a result, Baigecheng Wuge Tianjiao was defeated!
Even, among the ten demons, the number one Leng Tianya never shot!
One can imagine the power of the ten demons!
If the ten great arrogances of the Wugu City in the Wugu City come to a showdown with the Ten Demons, I am afraid the outcome will be even worse than Baiyun City.
Because the Wuge of Baiyun City is recognized as stronger than Yungu City.
And what they said is Yunluo Holy Leaf, which is unique to Baiyun City.
This leaf, produced from an ancient tree with a life span of 800 years, grows only ten fresh leaves every ten years.
The leaf contains amazing essence, swallowing a piece, which can break through an early stage of the middle age in a short time, which can be called a fetish.
However, this leaf is only useful if you swallow the first piece.
It's no use serving more.
Now, Yunluo Shengye is placed in the martial arts field in the center of the island.
It’s easy to get it and prove that you are better than others!
Xia Qingchen touched the red towel on his face: "Stop my practice, take your Yunluo Shengye to make up!"
With a little toes, Xia Qingchen quickly came to the drill site.
When he went, the martial arts field assessment was about to begin.
Dozens of figures stood together, staring at the martial arts field ahead.
In the center of the martial arts stadium, there are seven top places!
On each handle, there is a red devil.
In the middle is a young man with sword eyebrows in the middle of the stack.
"It seems that the strongest person is the fourth Red Devil Ten Devil, Zhao Jianfei!"
"Well, the top three demons in the top three, Xiu Wei, have surpassed the triple stack of the middle age, and Yunluo Shengye is invalid for them, so they did not participate, and this is when Zhao Jianfei is in the limelight!"
Zhao Jianfei sat with a golden sword and looked at the ten jade leaves on the stone table in front of his eyes.
That is Yunluo Shengye in this competition.
The competition rules are that the rest of the people come to challenge their seven demons.
Anyone who can defeat them is eligible to take a blade.
If no one can win them, the ten leaves belong to the Seven Devils.
Zhao Jianfei looked around the crowd and made a bold move: "Looking at the world, the proud pride of the Zhucheng Wuge is all a waste that cannot be beaten. On Tianjiao, only my red towel!"
The crowd applauded and laughed, demonstrating the contempt for the Tianjiao of the many palaces.
Compared with the flowers in the greenhouse, they are the real arrogance!
"Dear arrogances, who is going to compete with my seven demons?" Zhao Jianfei shouted loudly and announced the beginning of the competition!
Suddenly, a fierce young gangster came up, hehe laughed and said: "Unable to play, want to challenge the tenth-ranked poisonous player Zhao Yun!"
Zhao Yun, who was sitting at the end, said with a smile: "The tenth place is not good, everyone wants to step on it! Well, play with you!"
Zhao Yun jumped out and immediately discussed with the challenger.
His cultivation base is a stack of middle ages, and he masters a yellow martial arts martial art skill, and his combat experience is quite old.
In terms of strength, in the Wuge of Yungu City, the sound of Zhao Tianyu's flow is enough to rank in the top eight!
After three rounds.
The challenger, who was also cultivated, screamed, was shot in the chest by Zhao Yun with a poison palm, flew out, and spit on the ground.
"Unbearable! Next one!"
Soon, someone stepped forward to challenge.
But the result is still the same, defeated within three strokes!
Ten consecutive times, capable young masters in the challenger have tried, but without exception, all failed in three strokes!
"This is the strength of the Ten Devils. Even if it is the last one, there is a huge gap with ordinary people."
"No drama, ten Yunluo Saint leaves belong to the Seven Demons."
Zhao Yun looked around coldly, confirming that no one jumped out again, and turned around radiantly.
Uh--
At this moment, a faint voice floated: "This strength can be king? He is not good at the ten demons!"
Zhao Yun turned his head and looked at Xia Qingchen who came out with his arms outstretched in the crowd, his eyebrows raised: "Is there any more fear of death? OK, come here, the three strokes are over!"
"Three strokes? Shouldn't be necessary." Xia Qingchen said lightly.
Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing: "I can't hold the three strokes? Since I have so little confidence in myself, how dare I jump out?"
"Okay, let you make a move or two, all brothers, so as not to embarrass you."
Let?
Xia Qingchen laughed without saying a word, and rushed past with a common body of twenty feet.
Zhao Yun laughed dumbly: "The body method still works!"
He opened his side lightly, thinking he could easily escape Xia Qingchen's attack.
Who knows, just passing by, Xia Qingchen's actions suddenly doubled!
A palm printed on his chest.
The violent violent force slapped him on the chest, directly knocking him to the ground, blood flowing in his mouth.
Xia Qingchen stopped and said to herself: "I have said that it is not necessary to defeat your three tricks. Do you still make moves? Really!"
With that, according to the rules, he came to the center of the field and took a blade.
Zhao Yun wiped his blood, and his eyes were full of reluctance: "That's my care!"
It is not trivial for the Ten Devils to fall into the hands of the rest of the bandits. Maybe his name will be cancelled.
"It's all careless, the result is the same." Xia Qingchen didn't reply.
"Really? Then dare you try again?" Zhao Yun asked.
Xia Qingchen asked back: "If you lose again, can I still get a Yunluo Holy Leaf?"
"This……"
Zhao Yun turned his attention to Zhao Jianfei.
The latter thought about the film and nodded gently, and the honor of the Ten Devils could not be damaged.
Give Zhao Yun another chance to defeat Xia Qingchen.
"So, come on!" Xia Qingchen stood still.
How dare Zhao Yun care?
Inner strength, martial arts, and body skills are all exerted to the limit. A highly poisonous finger points to Xia Qingchen's forehead: "Kill!"
Xia Qingchen was still standing on the spot, greeting the opponent with a blow.
"Nine blossoms!"
Nine Dao is far better than Zhao Yun's inner strength, coming out through the body and hitting him on the chest.
Zhao Yun, who was galloping, flew back at a faster speed, blood violently in his mouth, twitching on the ground.
Among the onlookers, a series of inverted breaths immediately broke out!
No one can imagine, Zhao Yun shot with all his strength, and he still lost one opponent!
"All said, the result will not change." Xia Qingchen turned around and took another Yunluo Saint Leaf.
Afterwards, he looked at the remaining six demons and said, "It's better to say less arrogant words. There are days outside of the sky. We ordinary gangsters also have the existence that you ten demons can't afford!"
Pappa-
The onlookers immediately applauded and applauded.
The ten demons occupy most of the cultivation resources, which has long envied ordinary bandits.
Zhao Jianfei's face was dull and said lightly: "You can continue to challenge until you take the initiative to stop. For every victory, you can take a Yunluo Saint Leaf."
Ten demons can not be humiliated!
Xia Qingchen must never be left today, otherwise, their ten demonic strengths will certainly be questioned.