Luo Liyan sneered and shook her head.
Situ Ran knew that she couldn't continue talking with her, so he raised his sword and flew onto the stage.
When he moved, everyone moved accordingly.
Luo Liyan originally wanted to pick a sword from the weapon rack next to him.
But Shangguan Zizhuo grabbed her waist, threw her upwards, and raised his left arm.
Let yourself sit on his arm.
"My lord..." Luo Liyan's eyes widened in astonishment, but her heart was so sweet that it was about to melt.
"Hold tight!" Shangguan Zizhuo's voice sounded low.
Luo Liyan knew his kung fu, but worried that he would not be able to handle so many people alone.
After struggling for a while, he felt the big palm around his calf lightly squeezed as if reminding him, and then hurriedly hugged his neck.
This made everyone who had been humiliated by Luo Liyan's words feel even more belittled.
Their moves became more and more fierce.
Some people are particularly shameless, and they specifically put their offensive on Luo Liyan.
But no matter how many of them there are, and their methods are despicable, there is no way they can do anything about it.
This battle lasted at least two hours, and the entire arena seemed to have been soaked in blood.
Shangguan Ziyan lowered his head and glanced at the little girl sitting on his arm.
The pink embroidered shoes and the skirt were stained with blood stains, which made the killing intent in his heart rise again.
With a wave of the long sword, those people in the front completely lost their struggle.
Luo Liyan hissed, and was a little blindsided.
However, logically speaking, this Shangguan Zizhuo is only twenty-four years old this year, how could his martial arts be so much higher than all these people combined
She bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and her brows were tightly wrinkled together.
After struggling for a long time, Luo Liyan finally couldn't hold it back, put his head next to Shangguan Zizhuo's ear, and asked softly, "My lord, your martial arts skills are not human at all!"
"It's not a human being, so what can the leader of this book be?" Shangguan Zizhuo still had a cold breath all over his body because of the killing.
After answering the words of the little girl on his arm, he felt that he might be too aggressive, so he took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness forcefully.
Only then did he explain without any concealment, "The Devil's Cult has a secret that only the leader knows. If someone challenges the leader and wins, he can become the next leader. Moreover, the Demon Cult has its own kung fu. The previous leader can Pass on all your skills to the next leader."
"Then... isn't there anyone who doesn't want to pass it on?" Luo Liyan asked curiously.
"Maybe! But I don't know, but my skills are combined from the previous two masters. If someone challenges me and wins, I will pass on all my skills to him without hesitation." Shangguan Zizhuo It is quite natural.
Since they lost, the chances of surviving are not high.
If he has cultivated all his skills and can make a bloody storm in this world, he is naturally willing to help the next one.
Luo Liyan knew that if she was successfully challenged, she might not end well, her heart seemed to be pinched tightly.
It was so painful that he even stopped breathing.
"Then you must practice hard, you will be with me forever, you can't be defeated so easily!" She tightened her arms around Shangguanzi's neck, and said full of attachment.