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"Is this true?"

Below, the remaining geniuses of the Shura clan were the first to sit still, staring directly at Wang Xuanzhi.

"What I said by Wang Xuanzhi is Nine Cauldrons."

"As long as you dare to come up, I will dare to fight 10 of them."

Wang Xuanzhi spoke earnestly.

The people from the immortal race, the demon race, and the demon race below all had changes in their expressions.

"This demon clan knows that he is too arrogant, and he must rub his spirits."

"Otherwise, do you really want to let him lie on our heads and poop and pee for the rest of your life?"

"Rather than living in the shadow of others all your life, it's better to fight for a future by letting go."

"Besides, the odds are very good."

"Ten hits one, he can blast two or three, it must be the limit."

"Could he still hit so many?"

These are not ordinary civilian disciples, but are saint-child-level characters cultivated by various forces.

It is not a problem to play 10 at the same level.

It's just that they encountered monsters like Wang Xuanzhi.

Wang Xuanzhi saw that everyone's expressions were different, so he added another fire.

He said, "Are you really so hesitant?"

"So hesitant, how can you pursue the Dao with fellow disciples at the same level?"

"How to compete with other geniuses within your forces."

"Everyone else is riding on your head to poop and pee, and you are still hesitating, how can you be like a bitch."

"Don't make me look down on you, come up and fight with me."

When Wang Xuanzhi finished saying this, the effect really came out.

Several top-notch Tianjiao immediately took the stage, with anger in their eyes.

They looked at Wang Xuanzhi unwillingly, as if they were watching the murder of their father and enemy.

A few people took the lead, and Tianjiao at the back ran to the stage one after another.

Ten people, surrounded by one word, vaguely want to surround Wang Xuanzhi.

"Spread out."

"As long as it is scattered, I don't believe that he can blow us all away with one punch."

"Brothers, whether we were rivals or enemies before."

"Now we have only one common goal, and that is to defeat this devil."

"Let us unite now and defeat the devil."

The leading immortal disciples shouted, and their minds were exhausted.

Taking advantage of everyone's anger at Wang Xuanzhi, he started to stir up their hatred for Wang Xuanzhi.

"Yes, defeat the devil."

"Defeat the devil."

"Defeat the devil."

Others shouted along with the immortal men, and they all showed their weapons and blasted towards Wang Xuanzhi.

The body exudes all the momentum, and even the strength to suck milk is exerted.

Wang Xuanzhi stood on the stage, devilish prestige.

He looked around for a week and sighed, "Why does it seem like I'm the villain."

"Shouldn't be."

"Why do you supporting characters talk more than my protagonist?"

"Don't you know that villain died talking too much?"

"Also, if the people of the Immortal Clan talk about me, it's fine."

"Look at the people of your Wu clan and Shura clan, they look like villain."

A circle of ten people blocked the arena from all directions, preventing Wang Xuanzhi from escaping.

Just to beat Wang Xuanzhi.

Of course they didn't hold back much.

Whether it is to kill Wang Xuanzhi or defeat Wang Xuanzhi, only they know in their hearts.

Wang Xuanzhi laughed, "That's right, wretched and wretched, not like a man."

Wang Xuanzhi of Jianxianmen pouted, "I am you, you are me."

"I am the sixth, and the sixth is you."

The momentum of Wang Xuanzhi rose again.

Standing on the starry sky gods and demons in this world, the momentum has also risen to a higher level.

Rolling devilish prestige, vast as the sky.

Rolling Devilish Qi, as deep as the sea.

Qingli below, looking at Wang Xuanzhi's powerful appearance, his face sank.

If this Demon Palace disciple is so strong, maybe the two of them are not his opponents either.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Junior brother, what are your chances of winning against this devil palace disciple?"

"Looking at his posture, if you use the sword you just used to slash Star, can you be sure to defeat him?"

Wang Xuanzhi stared at the stage without speaking, he neither shook his head nor nodded.

Because both are himself.

He can win or lose, it depends on whether he wants to act or not.

Wang Xuanzhi in the ring has a magic light in his eyes.

Now this strength can burst out even more powerful than before.

The star gods and demons standing between heaven and earth seem to open their mouths, "One punch shatters the star, and one punch shakes the universe."

"As for who doesn't die, it's only me, the ancient gods and demons."

At this moment, a powerful devilish prestige radiated from the body of the gods and demons.

On the other side of the gods and demons in the starry sky, holy light surges, one side is darkness, the other side is light.

A devilish prestige, monstrous and deep, like a long night.

One side of the divine light is holy, unstained like snow, like the warm light of winter.

Obviously no one thought of this change on the field.

There is still such a side, even though they are disciples of the magic palace, they cultivate the attributes of light, which they did not expect.

In the hands of the gods and demons, above the left fist, the devilish prestige fills the sky.

Above the right fist, the divine light is piercing.

The left hand and the right hand drew large circles in the void, and a Yin & Yang Taiji diagram appeared on his hand soon.

In Wang Xuanzhi's eyes, his pupils quietly turned black and white.

He murmured in a low voice, "Chaos is boundless, Yin & Yang."

"Since this time, only those who come to participate in the competition will not kill them all."

"And you and I didn't have any hatred, and I'm not a murderer."

Only he could hear it.

This huge Yin & Yang Taiji map appeared above this world and slowly merged into this space.

And the ten people who killed Wang Xuanzhi fell under the Taiji map without warning.

Their figures and movements actually kept retreating as they advanced.

The time at this moment seems to be reversed by Wang Xuanzhi.

Their movements are obviously forward, but they are constantly retreating.

However, the spells that had been brewed in their hands quietly disappeared this time and returned to their bodies.

They seemed to have returned to the position where they had just returned to the ring, and once again fell off the ring strangely.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen Wang Xuanzhi's hands of the gods and demons in the starry sky, the divine light and the magical light filled the air, they would have thought it was a dream.

Wang Xuanzhi slowly walked out of the sky, and the powerful vision behind him also slowly disappeared.

He stared at the ten people below who were dumbfounded.

They still don't know how they lost.

"10 of you also lost, and now there are only a few Tianjiao who have not yet shot in the entire Changshengtian."

"Do you choose to come up to fight with me, or shall I challenge you?"

The Sect Master of Sword Immortal Sect looked horrified and lost his voice, "How did you do it just now, how did you make the time flow back?"

"What kind of weird power is this, even I can't do it."

"With such a devil, why is the magic palace unhappy?"