My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant (Trash Against the World: Black-Belly Evil Wife is Too Arrogan

When Lou Muyan reached the city wall, everyone else had already arrived, and the wide city wall was filled with human swordsmen.

"Hoohoo!!"

Immediately, countless deafening beast roars continued to sound, and the black beast shadows on the opposite plain approached little by little.

After a while, the bottom of the city was full of monsters of the fifth and sixth orders, and dozens of figures were fighting in the air, with extraordinary momentum.

Lou Muyan felt two gazes locked on her tightly, and when she looked up, she saw the man in white with blue lines on his face that he met in the mountain last time, and a thin man with strong killing intent.

She saw that the skinny man's face was a little familiar, and after recalling it, she remembered Snake Princess. This demon cultivator wanted to have something to do with Snake Princess, and this time he also wanted to seek revenge on her.

Her eyes turned cold, and she smiled provocatively at the two demon cultivators, making the two demons eager to rush over and tear her apart.

"Human swordsmen, according to the century-old agreement, this is the time for our two clans to fight. According to the old rules, we will fight one-on-one first, and then we will fight in the end."

A blue-bearded old man walked out of the demon cultivator, and the pressure on his body was restrained, but he could still be judged from the breath that he was the strongest existence among the demon cultivators here, an eighth-order monster.

"The other party actually has a late-stage eighth-order monster, and we are in trouble here." Si Nan frowned.

The strongest among them is only the high-level sword sect. Although they have the ability to challenge beyond the level, there is still a big gap compared with the late-stage eighth-order monsters that are equivalent to the strength of the sword master.

Luo Ye was dressed in a noble suit, and his sturdy figure was wrapped in silver brocade clothes to make him look more elegant. "We can only try it together."

He can fight the monsters in the early stage of the eighth-order, but if he fights against the late-eighth-order, he will undoubtedly lose.

When Yan Jun saw Lou Muyan's face not only without the slightest worry, but full of fighting spirit, he chuckled lightly: "Miss Lou seems to be looking forward to this battle, aren't you worried about the late eighth-order demon cultivator?"

Lou Muyan glanced at him and smiled, "Isn't the sky falling down and you tall guys are still standing up? The monster leader of the other side's late eighth-order monster naturally wants you elite swordsmen of superpowers to deal with it."

"..." A few people couldn't help but twitched their lips when they heard his words. She had never thought about how to deal with the late eighth-order monster.

Lou Muyan's true thoughts naturally won't tell a few people, she still really wants to try the strength of the late eighth-order monster.

With the spiritual fire after the mutation upgrade, she has a little more confidence in herself.

"Okay, let's fight ten demons with ten people first," said a mature-looking man from the human swordsman.

"Who is he?" Lou Muyan had not noticed this man before.

"He is Xiao Junyao, the prince of Nanliang Kingdom, and the strongest person among our human swordsmen." Ji Xuan said.

Lou Muyan turned his attention to Xiao Junyao, a high-level sword sect's cultivation base, with a clear appearance, and a taste of elegance and gentleness in his demeanor.

This man's savvy and elegant is the kind of charm that goes deep into his bones, which is definitely different from the elegance of Bingji.

Immediately, the man jumped up to the top of the city wall, with a gentle smile on his face: "Xia Xiao Junyao, entrusted by the organizer to temporarily preside over the big battle between sword masters and monsters in this competition."

"Everyone knows that this time, the two sides have agreed on a three-day battle with the monsters. After three days, the monsters must not stop us from forcibly breaking through this plain and rushing to the opposite mountain to compete for the final place."

"The old rule was to fight one-on-one first, and the duration of the melee was determined by the number of wins and losses. If we win a game, the time will be shortened by half an hour. If we win ten games in a row, it can be shortened by five hours."

"There will be no less than thirty one-on-one battles in turns. I hope everyone will work together to overcome the difficulties."

"Ten people participated in the first battle, and the opponent's ten demon cultivators had the right to choose first, that is, they could designate ten human beings to challenge, and we couldn't interfere."

Xiao Junyao's strength is naturally the last to appear, and he swept his eyes warmly at the people below.

"By the way, a reminder, one-on-one battles do not allow other people or demon cultivators to intervene, life and death are up to one's life."

"Of course, if the opponent points to one of us, he can refuse if the gap between his cultivation and strength is too great, and he will re-select the person to fight." Xiao Junyao added another sentence.

"Isn't that fair? Why can they choose our people to fight first?" One of the sword masters said unconvinced.

Xiao Junyao was not angry at his questioning, and explained with a smile: "I'm about to explain this, because the treaty between the two parties has a three-day time limit for monsters, so they have to choose human swordsmen to fight against."

"At the beginning of the second round, the results of the first round will determine which side will pick first. If we can win six games or the draw is greater than the other side, the next round will be chosen by ten people from our human swordsmen. The opponent's fighter."

"So the first round of the competition is very important. I hope everyone will pay attention to it. No matter who is picked by the other party, we must fight with all our strength and not give our human monks a black eye."

Xiao Junyao had a smile on his face, but his voice was a bit oppressive.

"Finally, I would like to add that the sword master who wins the game can increase the color of the jade card, so whether everyone can successfully rush into the top 100 is also a good opportunity to win."

After his words fell, the swordsmen below immediately began to discuss.

"This is a good opportunity, but unfortunately I have to take my life!" A swordsman who was not very confident in himself sighed.

"Yeah! The dozens of demon cultivators on the other side are all seventh-order. The monsters are stronger than humans in terms of physical strength. It's hard to say whether they will win or lose. If you lose, you will lose your life." Someone agrees.

There are also sword masters who are confident in themselves and say, "How can you raise other people's ambition to destroy your own prestige? What are the few uncivilized monsters afraid of?"

"That is, whoever is selected for a while should not pretend to be a grandson. This is not only related to the results of the decisive battle, but also to the face of our human swordsmen."

"..."

Such voices filled the entire city wall one after another, Xiao Junyao smiled lightly.

"The time has come. Now our ten demon cultivators are out to choose their opponents. You human swordsmen have no objection, right?" The blue-bearded old man looked at the sky and looked at Xiao Junyao with vigour.

Xiao Junyao smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's start now."

The blue-bearded old man glanced at random, and ten demon cultivators flashed out. They had a goal in their hearts, and they designated the challenge object as soon as they appeared.

"I want to challenge her." As soon as one of the demon cultivators appeared, he pointed at Lou Muyan in the crowd.

Lou Muyan looked at it lightly, and the demon was a skinny man who looked somewhat similar to Snake Princess.