1816: C1816 Change Challenge Tournament!

C1816 Change Challenge Tournament!

"Everyone from the Military Devil Hall, who dares to fight me?"

At this moment, the leader of the Rock Combat Division, Rock, spoke again. He asked the people from the Military Devil Hall in a deep voice.

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every expert from the Military Devil Hall.

When they heard Stone, the leader of the Rock combat division, his words, a look of disdain appeared on their faces.

All along, it was them who took the initiative to provoke others. When had they ever been provoked like this?

Since Shi Tou, the leader of the Rock Combat Division, wanted to challenge Shi Tou, Shi Tou wanted to let Shi Tou experience the terrifying strength of those experts from the Military Devil Hall who had never fought before. How frightening was that?

Immediately, two black clothed Military Devil Hall Member slowly stood up from their seats. They looked at the Military Devil Hall's hall master, Nie Yun and said in a deep voice, "Hall master Nie Yun, let one of us attack. In the past, we, the shoulders of Xue Sha, were considered famous figures in the Military Devil Hall!"

"Back then, we two brothers followed Old Ksitigarbha King, and we were invincible in this world. Let alone this tiny Heavenly Kingdom Fighting Department, even the Seven Kings Fighting Department of other worlds would dare to act recklessly with our twin swords!"

"The people of the Sky Country's combat divisions don't know what's good for them. If they want to challenge us, why don't we let them witness the power of us two brothers!"

When Nie Yun heard the words of the two men in blood-red clothes, his face revealed a trace of shock. "No, how can we let the two of you fight? Both of your seniors are one of our trump cards. We will not fight unless absolutely necessary!"

Seeing Nie Yun rejecting their request, the twin swords brothers showed a hint of unwillingness on their faces. They were about to speak again.

At this moment, another three figures stood up from the side. Each of them was holding three swords of different shapes and sizes. Each of the swords was emitting a different aura of elements.

One was as cold as ice!

The other was as hot as fire!

The other one seemed to be surrounded by lightning!

These three people were once famous Sword Cultivatior experts in the Weapon Demon Palace. Once the swords in their hands were combined, the strength they could unleash could not be underestimated.

Back then, when the Ice, Fire, and Lightning Swords joined hands, they had a brief exchange with the Cult King in the Northern Province Continent.

In that exchange, both sides did not fall into a disadvantageous position. It could be seen that once the Ice, Fire, and Lightning Swords joined hands, the strength that erupted from them could even be resisted by a King Realm expert.

After 20 years, just what kind of extent had the strength of the Ice, Fire, and Lightning Swords reached? No one knew either.

Any one of them would be a powerful existence in the Weapon Demon Palace.

The three of them spoke at the same time, and said to Nie Yun, "Palace Lord Nie Yun, why don't we let one of our brothers fight him? Although that man was a Meditation Cultivatior, his physical defense was extremely strong. However, our swords all have their own attributes. I believe that we will be able to break his defense. It will be very easy!"

"How can we do that? The three of you are the trump card of Military Devil Hall..."

Nie Yun shook his head immediately when he heard this.

The seniority of the Three Swords of Ice and Fire was higher than the Blood Evil Swords. Normally, the three of them wouldn't attack easily.

Now that they saw Sixth Brother, Chun Jun, was injured, they didn't expect these three seniors to take the initiative to make a move.

It could be seen that the three of them were angered by the words of Sixth Brother, Chun Jun, being insulted by the Heavenly State combat divisions!

For a moment, there were already five powerful experts from the Military Devil Hall that wanted to fight in the Army Demon Palace.

More and more senior members were about to stand up and apply.

At this time, the eldest of the seven swords, Xuanyuan, spoke slowly and said in a deep voice, "Seniors, the one who is injured is my brother, one of the seven swords of the War Devil. Naturally, it's our turn to get back this place!"

"Hai, I hope that seniors will give me some face. How about letting me participate in this competition?"

Xuanyuan's voice was not loud, but it clearly entered into the ears of every core expert of the Weapon Devil Hall.1

Xuan Yuan's performance in the Bin Demon Palace during this period of time was very outstanding.

Although he was young, whether it was his leadership ability, Sword Path strength, or shrewdness, they were all top grade!

Many elders in the Bin Demon Palace admired and cared for Xuanyuan.

Therefore, after hearing Xuanyuan's application to fight, many of the elders who wanted to fight stopped and sat down.

The Blood Evil Dual Blades and the Three Swords of Ice and Fire also looked at Xuanyuan when they heard this. They said in unison, "Can you take the victory of this battle?"

When the eldest Xuanyuan heard this, a serious expression appeared on his face as he said, "There is only one battle!"

Although the eldest Xuanyuan's voice was not loud, every word and every word was filled with a solemn expression.

The Blood Evil Dual Blades and the Three Swords of Ice and Fire looked at each other as if they were both asking for the other party's opinion.

After a long while, they finally nodded their heads slowly and said, "Xuanyuan brat, since that's the case, then as the Boss of Bing Mogan, help your brother get back at him!"

"We won't interfere in this third match, but once you lose, the following battle will be decided by us, and we'll settle it!"

When the third brother, Xuan Yuan, heard these words, his face immediately revealed a serious expression. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Blood Evil Dual Swords, Senior Ice Fire and Thunder Three Swords, don't worry. I will definitely stand at the end of the arena. You can rest assured! "

Seeing Xuanyuan say this, the Blood Evil Dual Swords and the Ice Fire and Thunder Three Swords did not say anything else. They slowly returned to their seats and handed the battlefield to their boss, Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan also slowly got up and walked towards the center of the palace.

When Second Brother Zhan Lu saw this, he couldn't help but say: "Boss, why don't you let me do it?"

"That's right, leave it to me. I don't need you to deal with them at all!" Fourth Brother Tai'e also spoke.

However, Boss Xuanyuan shook his head and said to the group of brothers, "This competition must be fought by me. I am the leader of the Seven Swords of War Demon. Both honor and honor will be lost. Your face is my face. Someone dares to step on our heads. Then I will chop off his foot! "

After saying this, the eldest Xuanyuan did not wait for his brothers to speak. His body moved and he slowly arrived at the center of the palace.

When he arrived at the center of the palace, the head of Rock Combat Division, Stone, also noticed him.

He could not help but feel shocked when he sensed the noble aura emitted from Xuanyuan's body.

The Sword Intent on this young man's body was extremely majestic, as if it was connected to the heavens and the earth.

The Sword Intent had the momentum of the heavens and earth, and it could cause one's heart to tremble with fear!

It was not that Shi Tou had never seen a powerful Sword Cultivatior before. He had also summed up a pattern. As long as it was a powerful Sword Cultivatior, the aura around his body would fuse with the heaven and earth. It was as if the heaven and earth were his Sword Intent!

However, how old was the young man in front of him? How could a Sword Intent have such power?

This really shocked him. He could not help but have a bad premonition in his heart. It seemed that the following battle would not go so smoothly!

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