Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 790 Three tricks?

No one expected that Long Zhantian would be so arrogant that he dared to openly kill people.

When they were stunned, the blood demon clansman had already been beaten to spurt blood and fell to the ground. Long Zhantian's powerful hands smashed through the air and grabbed him.

"Presumptuous! Did you do anything to me, the Gorefiend?" Patoro of the Gorefiend yelled angrily.

The Gorefiends cursed angrily.

Among them, Patoro punched out from the air, wanting to smash the energy palm and save his own clansmen. Even if he doesn't want to take the lead in tearing his face with the Berserkers, he has no choice. This is related to the face of the Blood Demons. , absolutely inviolable, he must take action, and cannot rely on others.

"Huh!" Long Zhantian snorted coldly, and with a slight vibration of his big energy hand, he was able to disperse the power of Patoro's fist. The room was pinched and exploded.

Died on the spot.

"Anyone who insults the Berserkers will die!" Long Zhantian said coldly.

The Gorefiend clan members were furious and stood up one after another.

Napatolo looked at Long Zhantian furiously, his blood demon fighting spirit faintly stirred, surrounding it, forming a layer of bloody aura, the violent coercion moved away, and the target pointed directly at Long Zhantian, behind him A blood-colored Excalibur issued bursts of sword sounds, as if it was about to challenge.

"Kangzhan, you must give me an explanation!" Patoro said coldly.

"My confession is that he deserves to die." Long Zhantian said indifferently, he didn't pay attention to Patoro, let alone the deterrence of the blood demon clan.

The Gorefiends were all furious.

The Fel Soul Dick over there winked at the Fel Soul behind him.

Immediately, someone from the Evil Soul Clan laughed and said: "Haha, the Blood Demon Clan, the Blood Demon Clan, it's really ridiculous, to be bullied to the head, and dare not fart, haha"

"That's right, I'm too timid. I also said that people are timid. It seems that the most timid are the blood demons. From now on, everyone must remember that the blood demons are called cowardly races."

"If you're so timid, you wouldn't be too timid to show up if your woman was robbed and played with? Then you wouldn't be a man."

Those evil spirits can be said to be extremely ironic.

All words that insulted the Gorefiends came out of their mouths, enraged the Gorefiends even more, made the coming Gorefiends furious, wishing they could tear the Berserkers and Evil Souls into pieces immediately, Only in this way can the hatred in their hearts be relieved.

Gist of the God of War Palace frowned. His purpose was to win over the Berserkers. Now that the blood demons and the Berserkers who supported them in the God of War Palace were fighting against each other, the hope of winning over the Berserkers would be greatly reduced, and Lang Zheng On the other hand, the chances of the Demon Sword Clan have greatly increased. If this continues, once the Berserker Clan joins the Demon Sword Clan, it will definitely be a major blow to the God of War Palace. He looked at the Blood Demon Clan Patolo, hoping that he would suppress one time.

Patoro also understood that it was clear and powerful, but the Blood Demons must not lose face. In that case, the Blood Demons might not be able to lift their heads in front of the Berserkers in the future, so he shook his head slightly.

"Crazy battle, it's a man who came out to fight. After the battle, no matter who wins or loses, our grievances are over!" The blood demon Patoro is not a fool, his words not only protect the face of the blood demon, but also In resolving the possible grievances and grievances between the two parties, "Shut up, I said, after the battle, just let it go."

All the angry Gorefiends had to shut their mouths and sit down again.

Only the two Chaos Gods who followed frowned. Their actions surprised many people. Could it be that they discovered something?

"Please sit down too." Patoro was also a little surprised.

"Young patriarch, I think it's just that our clansman was too presumptuous and rude. You and the young patriarch of the Berserker clan just had a dispute with each other, but he mocked the Berserker clan, which is still taboo for the other party, so I suspect that this person is likely to be an undercover agent of our Blood Demon Clan by someone with ulterior motives," said a Chaos God.

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence in the valley.

Only a fool would believe the words of this Chaos God.

There is only one possibility for him to say this, they see that Patoro is definitely not Long Zhantian's opponent!
As the successor cultivated by the blood demon clan, Patoro's strength is beyond doubt, and the blood-colored sword in his hand is a super imperial weapon. It is easy to leapfrog the challenge, and he is not regarded as an opponent.

"This" Patoro naturally understood that he didn't want him to be ashamed again because of this. If he lost, then the Blood Demons would really be ashamed and thrown home.

More importantly, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold my head up in front of the Berserkers in the future.

But not doing it seems to show more fear.

"We are all on our own. As a constituent body of the Devil Alliance, and it is also the most important part, if there is a conflict between us, the happiest thing is the Changtian Alliance and the Hidden World Alliance." Gist of the God of War Palace immediately said Said, "In the final analysis, this matter is still a small conflict within us. Everyone should listen to my advice and don't take it to heart."

Demon Sword Clan Lang Zheng smiled slightly when he saw this, and said: "It is better to resolve internal conflicts first, only in this way can we unite as one, and work together externally. I don't think the Blood Demon Clan will always watch their own The clansmen were killed, right? And the Berserkers will not apologize, after all, that blood demon clansman really deserves to die!"

He doesn't seem to be partial to any side, but in fact he is biased towards the Berserkers. He clearly stated that the Berserkers have no responsibility, and if the Blood Demons don't make a gesture, it would be too embarrassing.

"Lang Zheng, now we are an alliance about the demon world. What you are doing is helping the Changtian Alliance and the Hidden World Alliance to disintegrate us." War God Palace Gist said coldly.

"Wrong, I'm eliminating potential hidden dangers in advance, in order to better deal with those two alliances." Lang Zheng said with a smile.

The two are also tit for tat.

There was some confusion in the valley.

Long Zhantian looked at all this calmly. Since there was no master sent by the Demon God to unify and integrate them, this made them have such a situation that it was difficult to resolve the contradiction. Moreover, the Demon Realm was originally one, but they wanted to talk about alliances, which just showed that One point, the internal strife in the demon world cannot be changed.

"How about this, let Brother Kuang Zhan and I fight three moves, and after the three moves, the grievances and grievances between each other will be revealed." Patoro of the Blood Demon Race said.

Hearing his proposal, Gist nodded in satisfaction, and Lang Zheng and Dick couldn't help but look at Patoro again. The tense situation was actually easily resolved by him with a single sentence.

The two Chaos Gods of the Blood Demon Clan also smiled. They saw that Patoro was inferior to Long Zhantian, but it was absolutely impossible to determine the winner with three moves.

Gist looked at a Chaos God beside him.

The Chaos God smiled slightly, nodded lightly, and expressed his agreement. Naturally, he believed that Long Zhantian and Patoro could not tell the winner within three moves, and this would also allow Patoro to give the Blood Demon tribe an explanation.

The situation suddenly calmed down again.

Everyone looked at Long Zhantian one after another, he was the protagonist of this incident.

"After the three moves, no matter what, our Berserkers will leave here and act alone!" Long Zhantian pondered for a while and said.

"The Berserkers are about to withdraw from the alliance." Lang Zheng and Gist said in surprise at the same time.

Long Zhantian nodded slightly, and said: "That's right, I don't want the Berserkers to have any friction before the battle between our demon world and the other two major alliances. This is a good thing for both of us."

Lang Zheng said: "But in this case, the enemy will be given every opportunity to defeat them. I still suggest that you consider carefully. If you feel that you have conflicts with the Blood Demon Clan, you can cooperate with us. I think our Demon Sword Clan and the Evil Soul Clan The Clan will never have any friction with the Berserker Clan!"

"Yes, the Evil Soul Clan will not have any friction with the Berserker Clan." Dick immediately assured that, for them, if they can win the Berserker Clan, then when they meet the War God Palace and the Blood Demon Clan, they will be in the same position. With an absolute advantage, the victory will also be quite sure, so naturally this opportunity will not be let go.

They are already wooing naked.

Gist saw it and sighed secretly, but it was inconvenient for him to make such a guarantee. At this moment, he hated the blood demon clansman killed by Long Zhantian, and it was all because of him. To avoid the current passive situation, he can only hope that Long Zhantian will not make a choice, so as to buy time to win the support of the Berserkers again.

"Thank you for your kindness, I will consider it carefully." Long Zhantian said with a smile, giving people a chance to imagine infinitely, or giving both parties a space to win over the Berserkers.

This is the purpose of Long Zhantian. If he does not reveal who he supports, his fundamental purpose is naturally to collapse the demon world. As the blood demon Patoro said before, there may be many hidden races, and he really can't find them. Even if there were few who could contend with the Blood Demons, there were not many. As for confronting the Demon Swords and the God of War Palace, it was even more impossible. Only by dispersing them could we create an era in which all heroes would rise together.

Long Zhantian stood up slowly and walked towards Patoro, standing still three meters apart.

The others backed away.

The three tricks may seem simple, but in fact there are still many mysteries in them. Not to mention their strength, but simply the weapons they have in their hands as gifts from their respective races, there may be hope for them to decide the winner.

"Zheng!"

The Scarlet Excalibur automatically pops out of the scabbard, which is a second-level imperial weapon.

The sword drew a blood-colored arc in the air. Under the scorching sun, it shone with a blood-colored brilliance, and fell in mid-air, just in the palm of Patoro.

"Your Excellency, take out your weapon." Patolo said.

Long Zhantian said lightly: "No need."

(End of this chapter)