"Shen Lang and Feng Zhengyang, they are preparing to fight to the death!"

"Feng Zhengyang is too impulsive! He just got promoted to the Immortal Realm and wanted to fight Shen Lang to death. It was simply seeking death!"

"Since Feng Zhengyang dares to confront Shen Lang and never gives in, he must have some killer moves and may be able to defeat Shen Lang!"

"The Evil Spirit Sect and the Wanmo Sect are not in the first place. I don't know how many wars between the two sides have happened, but they just didn't turn against each other! Now that Shen Lang and Feng Zhengyang are facing each other, one of them will die tragically in the battle!"

“,,,,,,,”

Seeing Yang Rui and Shen Lang facing each other, murderous intent flashed in their eyes. The monks in the banquet hall whispered, with excitement and expectation in their eyes.

The Evil Spirit Sect and the Wanmo Sect are two major overlord forces nearby. The outstanding disciples under the two major forces are beneficial to them no matter who wins and loses, and who dies, and they are beneficial to them. Therefore, the many monks in the banquet hall do not care about the big deal and want to see a good show.

"You two are willing to have a competition, so I will fulfill your wishes! Now, let's move to Wanmo Square and let Feng Zhengyang and Shen Lang compete!"

Hearing Yang Rui and Shen Lang's words, when they saw the two of them facing each other, Jiang Mingjun, the leader of the Wanmo Sect, who was sitting in the main seat, said in a calm tone.

After saying that, Jiang Mingjun got up first and left the banquet hall of the Wanmo Palace, and walked towards Wanmo Plaza.

Many monks in the banquet hall also stood up and followed Jiang Mingjun and walked towards Wanmo Square.

Soon, everyone came to Wanmo Square and saw Jiang Mingjun, the leader of Wanmo Sect, wave his hand, and a transparent hemispherical protective cover appeared above Wanmo Square, covering Wanmo Square.

"You can now enter Wanmo Square to compete!"

Jiang Mingjun of Wanmo Sect pointed to Wanmo Square, which was shrouded in transparent protective cover, and said to Yang Rui and Shen Lang in a plain tone.

Hearing Jiang Mingjun's words, Yang Rui and Shen Lang did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and encouraged the magic power in their bodies, turning into two streams of light and sank into the Ten Thousand Demon Square.

"Go to die! Evil Slash!"

As soon as he entered the Wanmo Square, Shen Lang flipped his palm and a top-quality treasure sword appeared in his palm. Under his waving, he slashed straight towards Yang Rui's body with an extremely sharp edge, looking like he wanted to cut Yang Rui into two pieces.

Facing the attack of Shen Lang's top-quality treasure sword, Yang Rui's expression remained unchanged. He shouted lightly. The magic power in his body surged. The body of the flame demon was activated to the extreme. More than 200 times the power suddenly burst out. The flame demon sword in his hand was red and bright, with an extremely sharp edge, directly facing Shen Lang's top-quality treasure sword.

Bang!

In the sound of a crisp metal collision, the Flame Demon Sword in Yang Rui's hand collided with the top-grade treasure sword in Shen Lang's hand, arousing a dazzling spark, and an extremely powerful force entered Shen Lang's body along the top-grade treasure sword in Shen Lang's hand, causing Shen Lang to suffer a severe injury. His body was thrown out to the back, spitting out a mouthful of red blood, and his face turned pale.

"Feng Zhengyang actually severely injured Shen Lang with one blow, which is too incredible!" "What's going on with Shen Lang? Why was it severely injured by Feng Zhengyang's sword!"

"What a terrifying power! The power contained in Feng Zhengyang's sword is so terrifying. You can definitely easily kill a half-step immortal cultivator!"

"The King's Peak Flame Demon Body! Feng Zhengyang actually has the King's Peak Flame Demon Body. No wonder his cultivation has improved so quickly!"

“,,,,,,,,,”

Seeing Yang Rui activate the body of the stubborn king-level flame demon and knock Shen Lang away with one sword, the monks watching the battle shouted loudly, their eyes full of disbelief.

They really didn't expect that Yang Rui, a cultivator who had just entered the Immortal Realm, would seriously damage Shen Lang, the peak cultivator in the early stage of the Immortal Realm with one sword, which made them a little unacceptable.

"The evil spirit disintegrates the great method!"

Feeling the power of constant wanton destruction in his body, a look of horror flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and a stale and crazy look flashed by. With a light shout, the flesh and blood in his body began to burn wildly.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura was seen surging from Shen Lang's body. Shen Lang's body expanded rapidly like a balloon, and finally turned into a ten-foot giant. He waved the best treasure sword in his hand and slashed towards Yang Rui's body, trying to cut Yang Rui into two pieces.

"Blade Demon Slash!"

Facing Shen Lang's top-quality treasure sword attack, Yang Rui's expression remained unchanged. The King's peak-level flame demon body was activated to the extreme. The Flame Demon Art was activated. The Flame Demon Sword in his hand flashed red light, with extremely sharp sharp edge and hot flame breath, facing Shen Lang's top-quality treasure sword.

Bang!

Amid a crisp sound of metal collision, the Flame Demon Sword in Yang Rui's hand collided with the top-quality treasure sword in Shen Lang's hand. A powerful force burst out from the Flame Demon Sword, directly knocking the top-quality treasure sword in Shen Lang's hand away and exited.

Immediately afterwards, the Flame Demon Sword, with its sharp edge and a burning flame, slashed on Shen Lang's body, easily breaking Shen Lang's defense, slashing Shen Lang into two pieces, blood splashed, and making shrill screams.

After succeeding with the strike, Yang Rui did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He moved his body and approached half of Shen Lang's body. The fire demon sword in his hand flashed red, instantly slashing Shen Lang's head. A hot flame gushed out, wrapping Shen Lang's head, burning it to ashes, causing him to die tragically on the spot.

"Shen Lang was actually dead? This is so shocking!"

"Feng Zhengyang actually killed Shen Lang in just a few moves. This is too crazy!"

"Feng Zhengyang's combat power is so fierce, it's so terrifying!"

"Feng Zhengyang's combat power should be comparable to that of a mid-stage cultivator in the Immortal Realm!"

“,,,,,,”

Seeing Feng Zhengyang and Shen Lang killing, the monks watching the battle around him changed their faces and involuntarily exclaimed, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

Seeing this, Jiang Mingjun, the leader of the Wanmo Sect, showed a faint smile on his lips, and turned his eyes to the elder of the Evil Spirit Sect, and said in a plain tone: "Elder Wang, Feng Zhengyang accidentally killed Shen Lang. Your Evil Spirit Sect should not hold a grudge against Feng Zhengyang, avenge Shen Lang, right?" Hearing Jiang Mingjun's words, the elder of the Evil Spirit Sect said in a plain tone: "Master Jiang, don't worry, this is a private exchange between Shen Lang and Feng Zhengyang. Shen Lang is not strong enough and was killed by Feng Zhengyang. This is Shen Lang's death. Our Evil Spirit Sect will not hold a grudge against Feng Zhengyang for this, and will not take revenge on Feng Zhengyang!"

Hearing the words of the elder of the Evil Spirit Sect, Jiang Mingjun nodded softly, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and continued to turn his eyes to Yang Rui on Wanmo Square.

"Is anyone else going to have a chance to play with me?"

Yang Rui waved his hand and put Shen Lang's space ring in his arms, asking loudly to the many monks outside Wanmo Square.

"I am Gao Chang, a true disciple of the Blood Evil Sect. I want to have a chance to compete with Brother Feng, but I don't know if Brother Feng's master is willing?"

At this time, a young man in a blood-red robe came out from the crowd, looking at Yang Rui with a smile on his face and said.

This young man in the blood-colored robe is Gao Chang, the true disciple of the Blood Evil Sect, and is also the personal disciple of the Great Elder of the Blood Evil Sect. He has the peak cultivation strength at the mid-stage Immortal Realm. He wants to take the opportunity to defeat or even kill Yang Rui and become famous.

"Gao Chang is the peak cultivation level of the mid-stage Immortal Realm, and his combat power is extremely powerful, comparable to a late-stage Immortal Realm cultivator. If Feng Zhengyang dares to accept his challenge, he will be seeking death!"

"If Feng Zhengyang dares not accept Gao Chang's challenge, he will lose face. The pressure of killing Shen Lang will disappear instantly, so Feng Zhengyang dares not refuse Gao Chang's challenge!"

"There are many conflicts and conflicts between the Blood Evil Sect and the Wanmo Sect. The Blood Evil Sect wants to use Gao Chang's hands to kill Feng Zhengyang, the future strongman of the Wanmo Sect, and to slam the momentum of the Wanmo Sect by the way!"

“,,,,,,”

As soon as Gao Chang's voice fell, the monks watching the battle around him began to discuss softly, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

"Since Brother Gao wants to compete with me, how could I refuse? Even if I am not a match for Brother Gao, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!" Yang Rui said with a smile on his face.

After receiving Yang Rui's affirmative reply, Gao Chang did not hesitate or hesitate at all, immediately moved his body, turned into a blood-colored lightning, and entered the Wanmo Square.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Chang flipped his palm and a blood-red sword appeared in his palm. Under his waving, it turned into a blood-red lightning bolt and slashed straight towards Yang Rui's body.

At the same time, a stream of extremely powerful suction was emitted from the blood-red sword, causing the blood in Yang Rui's body to tremble slightly, and he looked like he wanted to leave his body and sank into the blood-red sword.

Feeling the changes in the blood in his body, Yang Rui's expression remained unchanged. He shouted lightly, and the magic power in his body surged, and the trembling blood in his body calmed down instantly. The flame demon sword in his hand flashed red light, with a sharp edge and a fiery red sword light, directly facing the blood-red long sword.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amid the crisp sound of metal collisions, Yang Rui's Flame Demon Sword and Gao Chang's blood-red sword kept colliding together, arousing bright sparks, and extremely powerful waves of power spread around with both as the center, destroying all the bluestones around, causing ripples in the surrounding hemispherical protective covers.
Chapter completed!