Bang...

There was another explosion, and Xiao Yi's figure was blown up.

Stopped in front of the huge cage, he will be regarded as an obstacle by the Zichen Demon Lord and others, and he will be blown up again and again.

The figure was blasted to the front of the huge cage time and time again before it stopped, and stood up again and again.

Xiao Yi held the cage fence in one hand, shaking for a few minutes, and stood up again.

That hand, in addition to the blood on the palm of the hand, was also scorched black at the moment.

That was caused by the thunder method of the Thunder Demon Lord.

The powerhouse of the demon master level, the attack is already the top rank of the world, second only to the demon master.

Their attacks, with Xiao Yi's current state, have been carrying them hard, and they will also be unbearable.

Even if his Shura battle body is abnormal enough and strong enough, he also appears vulnerable under the absolute power gap.

One arm seemed to be ravaged by lightning scorch, the whole body turned black, and the black blood in it kept overflowing.

With the other hand, the black air surrounds, and the air of yin and cold invades.

The methods of the Yunlang Demon Lord were weird and cold.

And Xiao Yi's chest was covered with blood.

That was the scar caused by the sharp claws of the Demon Lord Zichen and the Demon Lord Qingyue.

Xiao Yi at this moment is no different from a **** man, an extremely embarrassed, like a dead walking dead.

Behind them, in the huge prison, Qing Lin, Ran Qi and others were bleeding.

They wanted to transmit the sound so that Xiao Yi would leave them alone, or save his life.

It's just that they knew better that Xiao Yi would only die faster if the sound was transmitted.

Their sound transmission could not be hidden from the crowd of strong monsters present.

They can't even show any abnormalities on their faces, and they can't have any changes in their complexions, otherwise, it will also only make Xiao Yi die faster.

tread…

Xiao Yi stepped forward again, staggering, but still stepped onto the competition platform and stood in front of the demon masters.

"Still refused to let it go?" Qingyue Demon Lord sneered.

"Then you are looking for death by yourself." Demon Lord Jialuo grinned, "Kaluo Yin..."

In the hands of the Demon Lord Jialuo, **** runes condensed.

This blow, I am afraid, can kill Xiao Yi, who is under the current injury, with one blow.

"Enough." At the head-end seat, the Mad Lion Demon Venerable couldn't hold it back after all and shouted violently.

"Boy, that's just a bunch of human slaves, get away quickly."

The cold drink of the mad lion demon lord made the Zichen demon lord and others on the martial arts stage a little pause.

The demon's majesty was not something they dared to offend.

One after another, he looked at Xiao Yi again.

At this moment, Xiao Yi, although embarrassed, still shook his head, raised his head, and glanced at the Mad Lion Demon Lord.

"They... are my slaves."

"Master, it's not like that."

Xiao Yi paused, and his voice was as cold as before.

"If you can't even keep your own slave, what is my master?"

On the spectator stand.

When the six ghosts heard this, their body was shocked.

"Master..." Gui Eryu wanted to get up.

The ghost pressed them one by one and shook his head solemnly.

On the stage.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, ignoring the black blood overflowing from his body, his eyes became arrogant again.

"I said it a long time ago, whoever doesn't accept it, you can get on."

"My slave, I am the master."

With a violent shout, Xiao Yi looked at the demon masters in front of him coldly, with some madness in his eyes.

At the head end.

Mad Lion Demon Zun gritted his teeth.

Zi Chen Yaozun chuckled lightly, "Still supporting, still pretending to be."

"Kaluoyin." On the martial arts stage, there was a cold cry.

The figure of the Demon Lord Jialuo turned into a **** color, and disappeared strangely.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Xiao Yi with a handprint on both hands.

Puff...puff...

Xiao Yi spouted blood, and this time, he was bombarded more violently, and his figure slammed into the huge and icy cage with a shock.

As before, Xiao Yi supported the fence and forcibly stood up.

However, standing up this time was obviously more reluctant and more shaky than before.

Inside the cage.

Qinglin, Ran Qi, most of the human race Tianjiao, or no matter how hard they can bear.

At this moment, a glance swept to everyone.

That was Xiao Yi's gaze.

And as always, these clear and determined eyes can always easily express what he wants to express.

What the heavenly arrogance saw from this gaze was...Don't move rashly, wait for him!

The figure staggered again, and walked forward in embarrassment towards the competition stage.

Behind him, all Tianjiao stared blankly.

It is not numbness, but the horror in the heart has long been rolling like a river and it is difficult to suppress.

What kind of existence does this young man of similar age exist?

He really led them to defeat the Demon Race Tianjiao, which was far stronger than them; even though, they were only the objects of protection at that time, but this young man alone defeated all the Demon Races in the entire forest.

They recognized the eight people in the top ten of the Demon Dragon Ranking; it was these eight people who almost crushed them and defeated them and the Human Race Tianjiao on the Day of Demon Sacrifice and brought them into the demon race.

And these eight people, in front of him, were fragile and vulnerable; even if they joined forces, they were still easily defeated by him.

He is obviously very strong, obviously talented, and even the number one evildoer in the Central Territory.

In his capacity, he chose to venture into the demon realm alone in order to save them.

He has countless amazing deeds and a shocking reputation.

He can drive away evil repairs, the notorious and frightening Evil Monarch Mansion in the Central Region, he killed most of the evil repairs, and he destroyed most of the evil repairs.

He beheaded Xiao Xiejun, and even if the Xiejun Mansion came out, he could still reach eight hundred places, no one could do anything.

He grew up all the way, went through trials and hardships, and honed countless times. He has dealt with and fought with countless powerful forces, and he was indomitable along the way.

Would such a character be an ordinary brat? No, absolutely not.

He is more mature and stable than anyone else, he is cold and firm, he is a real strong.

But since he appeared in the Demon Realm, he has not forced himself to be a different person, pretending to be more impulsive than anyone, pretending to be more arrogant than anyone, and pretending to be more arrogant than anyone.

He forced himself to pretend to be a demon kid who didn't understand anything and was arrogant and impulsive when he saw everyone.

Is it really worth it?

Perhaps, it is not worth it; some are just a responsibility.

His name is Xiao Yi, he is the master of Xiao Yi, he is a martial artist of the Eight Palaces!

Perhaps, he does not have the strength of the eight main hall masters; but in the eyes of the Tianjiao of the human race, at this moment, he is like a pillar of the sky.

Guard them, guard them, and never shrink back.

Just like the Eight Palaces back then, guarding the last piece of paradise and the last dignity of the human land.

Perhaps the Tianjiao of the human race has some understanding.

Boom... There was another explosion.

It was still the body covered in cuts and bruises, hitting hard in front of the cage.

A stream of enthusiasm fell from the outside of the cage to the face of the dozens of human race Tianjiao near the cage fence.

All the arrogances, once again stunned.

Xiao Yi's body and chest were clearly pierced by a blow, so a burst of hot blood spurted from his back.

"Enough." On the head-end seat, the Mad Lion Demon Venerable stood up suddenly and shouted.

In front of the cage, Xiao Yi's trembling hand hardly supported him.

"Not enough." In his mouth, he spit out three large characters that were slightly weak.

"I've said enough." The words of the Mad Lion Demon Venerable were already roaring out.

"It's so difficult for you to retreat? How much is this group of human slaves worth rewarding? Lao Tzu waits and supplies you."

Xiao Yi shook his head, blood running down the corner of his mouth.

"It has nothing to do with rewards."

"Today, if I retreat, in the future, I will regret... I will go crazy."

"These injustices, if they have to be added to me, then please have a good time."

In the last sentence, Xiao Yi screamed out frantically.

Boom... Xiao Yi suddenly exploded with his feet staring.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure went straight to the Demon Lord Jialuo.

In the air, only a rapid streamer was seen.

"How is it possible, so fast." The pupils of the Demon Lord Zichen shrank.

Look more seriously, on Xiao Yi's feet, a pair of animal feet are already covered.

Snapped…

In the air, a ferocious beast hand pressed down the head of the demon Lord Jialuo.

Bang... a soft sound.

The body of the Demon Lord Jialuo was heavily pressed on the ground.

Six-pole boxing gloves are already condensed.

The power bestowed by the beast hand and the power of the six-pole boxing glove made Xiao Yi instantly control the demon Lord Jia Luo.

Next second...

In everyone's horrified eyes, Xiao Yi's head leaned against the neck of the demon Lord Jia Luo.

laugh…

The throat of the Demon Lord Jialuo was bitten by Shengsheng.

Large swaths of demon blood sprayed out.

Xiao Yi at this moment, like a mad beast, gulped.

On the head-end seat, the Mad Lion Demon Lord's eyes were startled, "Drinking demon blood?

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