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The demons all nodded after hearing this. In my heart, I thought that Hu Meiniang was right. What's more, they have all waited for so long, and it is inevitable that they will feel resentment in their hearts. Even those youths of the demon clan who used to regard the demon sword as their idol are no longer firm in their hearts at this time, and their perception of being wrong about the demon sword is also declining.
Time is still passing by, and another two quarters of an hour has passed unknowingly. The elders are very good people. They have a lot of experience and have a calm temperament. But some young demon monks couldn't hold their temper any longer, and some of the monks who had originally regarded Buling Demon Sword Gao Litian had begun to curse.
And at that time, a sword light suddenly burst out from outside the residence of the Qing Niu clan. The sword light spread towards the central square like a sword, shining brightly in the sunlight.
"Keng..."
As the sword light spreads, it makes a "clang" sound, as if a bridge of light is born out of thin air.
A figure rises from the residence of the Qingniu Clan, stepping on the light bridge formed by the sword light. It is dressed in red clothes and has an eerie beauty on its face. It walks gracefully along the light bridge formed by the sword light. to.
He was holding a demon sword high in the sky, stepping on the blade's light, and as he walked, he made a "clang" sound from the sword. He was domineering and forced towards Qin Shuang with an overwhelming aura.
He looked at the wind with a smile on his eyebrows. Be prepared for cheers. He even raised his legs and waved to the crowd.
But no…
His smile froze, his legs and arms swung in the air froze, and he realized that there was no cheer!
"Then what's the matter?"
In the past, when he had a duel, he was not cheered by a huge crowd of people
Why didn't any monks cheer that time
Such silence
Even if he didn't show up for a long time, he couldn't stop the enthusiasm of those red idiots. Why were they so calm that time
How could he know that all her admirers in the past had been severely reprimanded by their elders? He also knew that Qin Shuangfu was a master of alchemy and was as strong as the demon sword. How could Keke cheer when he saw the demon sword like before
There are high-rise buildings around the square, and a group of elders from the demon clan are walking near the windows. In front of a window, Feng Wu and the graceful woman stood side by side. Feng Wu said softly:
"Judging from the blade released by the demon sword, his strength is indeed impressive. He deserves the title of having the highest legs among young people."
The graceful woman nodded and said: "She has good strength and is also a little smart. But she is a bit flashy and has a low profile."
"I have been making great progress all the way without any setbacks, so I am naturally gorgeous."
Feng Wu chuckled and said, "What does Senior Sister Fengtian think of Feng Ming?"
Feng Tian looked at Feng Ming, his eyes sparkling and said: "The breath she exudes from outside her body is indeed pure Phoenix Clan aura, and the grade is not low. Otherwise, the Feng Clan does not have to doubt it."
"Is the grade not low?" Feng Wu raised her eyebrows.
"Yes!" Fengtian nodded and said, "It's not even a sixth-grade Ziren, but I can't tell if it's a seventh-grade one." Dare to challenge the demon sword, how can she be inferior to Ziren? "
"So, does Senior Sister Fengtian think who of the two of them can laugh the most?"
Feng Tian shook his head and said: "He has some understanding of whether he is wrong about the Demon Sword, but he has no understanding of whether he is wrong about Feng Ming. How can we determine the outcome between them?"
"They have received the news that Feng Ming has the third level of demon god. But the demon sword has already become a half-step demon saint."
Fengtian shook his head again and said: "The duel between two monks depends on more than just their cultivation. It depends on their Ziren. Whether a person with good Ziren can burst out with strength beyond his own cultivation. It is very important. With their cultivation techniques, a good technique can also make a monk's strength exceed his own cultivation level. It also has their cultivation methods, their scheming, experience, fighting spirit, spiritual weapons, etc. Those aspects, no matter which aspect, can fill the gap between Feng Ming and Yao Dao. If Feng Ming is excellent in all aspects, it may not be impossible to kill Yao Dao beyond the level. Of course, Yao Dang Tui must also be able to kill Yao Dao in all aspects. Not bad, then let’s see which one of them is better in all aspects.”
"Yes!" Feng Wu nodded and said: "They don't know whether Feng Ming is excellent in those aspects. But in terms of cultivation, he has fallen behind Demon Sword, and he is far behind. I would like to ask for a complement. That gap requires more transcendence in other aspects.”
"good!"
"That fight between the juniors really made him look forward to it."
At this time, Yaodao Gao Litian was embarrassed and put his raised leg to the east, and his eyes were searching for the monks he was familiar with in the crowd in the east, not to mention the group of red idiots in his heart who had been fanatically admiring him. Those demon monks.
"Um?"
He saw those demon monks, but as soon as those monks' eyes met his, they all lowered their eyes and did not look at him.
"Something must have happened!"