Demon Cultivating System

Wu man's opponent is Liu Li, a nine fold warrior, only one step away from Wu Shuai.

Liu Li looked at the twelve swords behind Wu Man and didn't care much.

"Wu man, you'd better use twelve swords. If you don't, you're afraid you won't have a chance."

Wu man doesn't speak. He's just a samurai. It's not worth using 12 swords.

"Three swords are enough to deal with you!"

Whoosh——

Three sharp blades come out of the scabbard. The supreme sword Qi can pierce the sky.

The array marks on the three flying swords shone, and the air became sharp.

Liu Li's face changed greatly. Who knows, the power of the three swords doubled directly.

Big palm!

The huge palm print turned into a mountain and severely pressed the three flying swords.

Boom!

The loud noise was deafening and the mountains collapsed in an instant.

Three flying swords directly lifted Liu Li, and everyone in the field retreated from the powerful sword Qi.

When Lu Xian's pupils narrowed, he saw something about the flying sword.

This is a chain array. Once triggered, the power of the chain array will be doubled.

"If one of the twelve flying swords comes out, can this power threaten me?"

LV Xian whispered softly, but Wu man heard it. He glanced at LV Xian.

"Don't worry. Once I have twelve flying swords, no one can stop them. You will also die under my sword."

WOW!

Wu man's voice was so loud that many people heard it, and the frightened voice spread like a tide.

"Who is Wu man talking to?"

"It must be LV Xian. I've seen a good play. I really want to know if LV Xian can deal with the martial arts of twelve swords."

The appearance of Wu man's dark horse attracted a lot of popularity at once.

After a battle, the first in each group was selected.

The next step was to compete for the first place in the court. LV Xian and Meng Ping looked at each other at the same time.

The game of vision, with a strong smell of gunsmoke, is bound to be triggered.

The presiding elder stood on the stage and began to announce the first round of competition for the top ten of the Royal demon Academy.

"In the first round, Meng Ping fought Yang Huan."

The shouts of the people below exploded in an instant, and countless supporters shouted.

"Meng Ping, come on, you are the strongest."

"Yang Huan, come on, you can be number one this year."

Yang Huan is the second on the list of dragons and tigers. He has been held down by Meng Ping. He is a triple genius in the martial handsome realm.

They slowly went to the stage. Yang Huan looked at Meng Ping with a wary face.

"Meng Ping, I have been greatly promoted this year. I will beat you this time."

"Oh? Waste is waste. No matter how long it takes, you can't change the fact that you are waste."

Yang Huan's anger flashed by, and without much words, he directly drew out his big knife.

The five foot sword dragged across the ground, and the hard Qinggang rock was splashed with fireworks.

"This Sabre is five feet five long and weighs 13800 Jin. With my strongest split ground three sabres, you can defeat you!"

"My contract beast demon ape has also been trained in copper skin and iron. I'm 50% sure of defeating you!"

Yang Huan's swift and violent drag knife shot, and the ground breaking knife technique was instantly displayed.

A knife, Huashan down!

The fierce Sabre technique cleaves down, and the cold Sabre Gang breaks everything.

Behind Yang Huan, the demon ape roared and hit a huge stick.

Stir the sea!

"Hum, these two moves are barely enough!"

Nine cranes and Manxiang appeared behind Meng Ping.