World Wide Martial Art

"Master Alliance Leader."

Da Xuanyun was shocked and bowed quickly. What appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness was not Ye Feng himself, but a divine thought.

But this divine thought looked more majestic than Ye Feng himself. After all, Ye Feng's aura was completely restrained, just like an ordinary person, while the divine thought was mighty.

"Do you know what is weird?"

Ye Feng turned around, and his voice was ethereal and majestic, like thunder from the sky, falling into Da Xuanyun's ears.

"Xuanyun knows a little bit."

Da Xuanyun nodded and said, "They are the origin of all demons."

"You can say that."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, and then said, "But they are weird and evil, and the power they control does not distinguish between good and evil."

"Just like the blood of the demons flows in your body, but you are not as cruel and tyrannical as the demons."

Ye Feng raised his finger, and saw a little black light, and the world of the heavens seemed to flash in the black light.

"This is a strange being called Qianyou Evil God. Today I will lend you the rules he controls to help you win the duel and seize the throne."

A finger was printed on Daxuanyun's forehead, and black light seeped into it. Daxuanyun closed her eyes and slowly opened them after a moment.

In Daxuanyun's sea of ​​consciousness, there was a group of black light, which was the rule controlled by Qianyou Evil God. It only takes a thought to use it freely.

Daxuanyun already knew the role of the black light, and she couldn't help but show joy on her face and saluted Ye Feng, "Thank you, Lord Alliance Leader."

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"This rule is an illusion rule, which fits your practice. When you use it, try your best to understand the beauty of it."

Ye Feng said calmly: "If you can understand one or two, your strength will definitely rise."

"Yes."

Daxuanyun bowed her head and agreed. When she looked up again, Ye Feng had disappeared, which made her feel the mighty power of Ye Feng.

In the next five days, Da Xuanyun carefully comprehended the power of the rules of Qianyou Evil God while recruiting his subordinates to prepare for the duel with Huan Liwan.

Huan Liwan also revealed his identity, saying that although he was the eldest son of the previous king, Da Xuanyun had protected the royal court when it was in danger, and his merits were great, so he could not seize the throne by force.

Therefore, Huan Liwan proposed a duel, and Da Xuanyun agreed, and the winner would succeed to the throne.

As soon as these remarks came out, Huan Liwan created a peaceful, polite, and broad-minded setting for himself, and many Huan Mo tribes supported him.

For a time, countless talented and powerful Huan Mo tribes responded, willing to follow Huan Liwan and become one of his hundred subordinates to help him win the duel with Da Xuanyun.

Huan Liwan naturally carefully selected and found a hundred eight-star peaks with extraordinary combat power to defeat Da Xuanyun.

Five days later, the autumn field of the Huan Mo Wang Court, which is the hunting place of the Lord of the Wang Court, was specially used for the duel today.

Many ministers and nobles came to watch. There was a huge altar in the center of the autumn field. The altar was engraved with mysterious runes and flashed with evil magic light.

Huan Liwan led a hundred men to stand at one end of the altar, but Da Xuanyun did not appear, as if she was afraid to fight.

Huan Qianzhong and Huan Tuming hid their bodies and looked down indifferently from the sky.

"Li Wan wanted to win this duel. Look at the men he picked. They are all top existences under the Demon King, and there are many half-step Demon Kings among them."

Huan Tuming looked at the altar below and frowned slightly. "The title of the eldest son of the previous king is still very useful. He made his identity known and raised his arms, so that so many extraordinary descendants of our clan came to help."

"If it weren't for this duel, I didn't know that there were so many half-step Demon Kings in our clan."

"Haha."

Huan Qianzhong laughed heartily, "My clan members are naturally gifted. So many talents can prove the strength of our clan. This is a good thing."

"But in this case, how can Daxuanyun win?

I gave her a jade pendant, suggesting that she could come for help, but she didn't look for me in the past five days."

Huan Tuming was a little helpless, "Now she hasn't shown up yet, is it because she knows it's hard to win and has given up?"

"I said, we can't be so harsh, this fight is too low for her to win."

"If she is really as you think, it can only prove that you and I have misjudged her. Such a mentality is not worthy of being the master of the royal court."

Huan Qianzhong was calm and even took out a cup of tea from the void and tasted it leisurely.

Looking at Huan Tuming's restless look, Huan Qianzhong waved his hand, "Sit down quickly, swaying back and forth makes me upset."

"Isn't the time for the fight not yet up?

Why are you in a hurry?"

"Hey, ancestor..."

Huan Tuming was about to speak when he saw Daxuanyun leading the crowd hurriedly coming from a distance.

Today, Daxuanyun was wearing a battle robe, looking heroic and imposing.

However, the subordinates following her were much inferior to the generals of Huan Liwan.

Although most of them were at the eight-star level, there were only a few at the peak of the eight-star level, and many were at seven or even six stars.

Their strength was uneven, and they were completely incomparable to Huan Liwan's subordinates.

What's more, even with such poor subordinates, Da Xuanyun failed to find a hundred of them, only eighty-three.

"Look, ancestor, the Demon King Meihuan has no foundation in our clan, no friendship with any party, and can't even gather his subordinates. How can he win the fight?"

Huan Tuming became more and more helpless. He was surprised to see Da Xuanyun appear, but he felt disappointed when he saw her subordinates. Before the battle even started, their morale was at a disadvantage. How could they fight?

"Oh?"

Huan Qianzhong gained some energy at this time, looked at Da Xuanyun's men carefully, and then showed a meaningful smile.

"Don't worry, I think she has some chances."

"Is there still a chance?"

Huan Tu Ming was startled. He was not a fool. This was obviously a disadvantage. Huan Qianzhong also said that there was a chance. There was obviously something wrong with this.

"What did I overlook?

There seems to be no chance of winning... How can the Succubus Demon King win the battle? "

Huan Tu Ming couldn't help frowning and thinking.

And below, Da Xuanyun landed on the altar with eighty-three of his men, confronting Huan Liwan and his group from afar.

"Haha, Demon King Succubus, is this the subordinate you found?

It's too shabby. "

Before Huan Liwan could speak, a half-step demon king behind him laughed loudly.

This half-step demon king is named Huanyin Shan. He has been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, trying to achieve the realm of the demon king.

Huan Liwan also learned about Huanyin Mountain from his subordinates yesterday and went to specially invite him to help.

Allowing Huanyin Mountain to mock Da Xuanyun, Huan Li's stubborn expression remained unchanged, but he was very satisfied in his heart.

He wanted to maintain his peaceful and polite attitude and not utter sarcasm, but Huanyinshan said what he wanted to say for him, and he was very discerning.

"Although most of my king's men are not as strong as you, they are all strong. Why should I call them shabby?"

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