Chapter 58 Demon

With the fierce fight between the three, the scene became more and more enthusiastic and the crowd became more and more shocking.

The teenager of one race was so shocked that he could fight with the two dragon ancestors for so long that he couldn't speak. Even the old men of the dragon clan shouted that it was incredible.

Su Xiaoqi's sword is strong, with an unprecedented sword spirit. However, under the joint use of the two ancestors to resist the enemy, he gradually showed fatigue.

The two ancestors are among the best figures in the dragon clan. The thousand-year-old Taoist line is vicious and steady, and Su Xiaoqi is pushed farther and farther away.

"This little guy is very good."

Above the clouds, Black Hawk said, "I almost let him ruin our good deeds alone."

Sima Aotian was silent and looked at Su Xiaoqi with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through Su Xiaoqi.

"Sima, you don't want to take this boy, do you?"

Black Hawk smiled and said, "You have never paid so much attention to a person. No, you are not the kind of person who can accept apprentices. Is there any treasure in him?

"Oh, it's not good."

Suddenly, Black Hawk screamed. Sima Aotian swept straight down the clouds.

Below, Su Xiaoqi gradually felt weak and saw that the old man Bian Wushuang went to take Xiaoqing's blood again. In anger, he swept out nine evening songs, and the explosive sword spirit instantly forced the two elders back. He flew up and split the sword straight to the fairy mirror on the stone tablet.

"Oh, it's not good."

"Stop him quickly."

The square was suddenly chaotic, shouting angrily, and dozens of figures shot out at Su Xiaoqi like lightning.

It's just that they are one step slower than Su Xiaoqi, and Su Xiaoqi is determined to break the fairy mirror and no one can stop him.

"Ouch."

Long Tianxiang couldn't help squating his feet and looking at this incredible scene. He shouted in his heart that the Long family was going to suffer, and the Long family had to be killed by this guy.

"Big."

Long Yu never thought that Su Xiao was furious and rushed directly to the fairy mirror. That's the treasure of the dragon clan. No one can afford to damage the fairy mirror.

Longlong frowned and felt nervous.

"This boy is bolder than me."

Looking at Su's stingy figure, Chihuang couldn't help sighing, but if you destroyed the fairy mirror, I'm afraid you can't escape from Daluo Jinxian.

Seeing that Su Xiaoqi was holding a long sword and getting closer and closer to the fairy mirror, the black ink on the sword was shining, and everyone's hearts were raised to their throats.

It's close.

Su Xiaoqi roared and cut out his arms holding the sword into the fairy mirror. His idea is very simple. Aren't you going to put Xiaoqing's blood to give it to the fairy mirror?Well, I destroyed the fairy mirror. What do you think?

Suddenly, Su Xiaoqi's eyes darkened, and he only felt a huge force bombard from the air.

Boom!

The thunderous sound resounded throughout the Dragon Festival Square. The whole Dragon Festival Island seemed to shake gently.

Su snorted, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then his whole body fell into the distance like a stone.

"Big."

Long Yu lost color, and Longlong flew up even more.

Everyone didn't know what had happened. They subconsciously looked up in the air, and then they saw a huge fist blowing down, followed by a white figure above the fist.

Seeing that Su Xiaoqi was blown away by a punch, Longlong greeted him directly. Chihuang hesitated for a moment and flew up.

Bang!

The two greeted Su Xiaoqi and hit Su Xiaoqi's back with two muffled sounds. The three flew back dozens of meters before falling to the ground.

"Cough-"

After landing, Su Xiaoqi coughed violently, and then sprayed out another mouthful of blood.

"Are you all right?" Long Long asked worriedly.

Su Xiaoqi waved his hand and looked up in the direction of the stone tablet.

Sima Aotian has appeared, and there is no need to avoid it.

"It's you."

Bian Wushuang's old men also looked up one after another. When they saw the figure of the people, they couldn't help shouting angrily.

"What are you doing here?"

"This is the dragon clan. We don't welcome you." Fang Tianzheng shouted.

"This is my home. Why can't I come?"

Sima Aotian smiled and said, "And I saved the fairy mirror for you. You should thank me."

"Thank you, you are so kind." Lan He sneered.

"Hum-"

Sima Aotian sneered: "I just want to see who will be the next fairy seedling of the dragon clan. Why not? Maybe I can still help."

"Bah, we don't need your help."

An old man present straightened up trembling with a crutch, looking at his expression that he was eager to smash Sima Aotian down with a stick.

Seeing Sima Aotian, the old people of the dragon clan were excited. They didn't care about Su's stingy, and all their attention was focused on him. It seems that I have seen some unconjured enemies.

Should the dragons hate, especially the old people who knew the situation in those years? They spent countless efforts and tried their best to support the person in front of them. This fairy seedling that puts the hopes of countless people.

However, what did he do? After soaring, he abandoned the old dragons and even killed several old dragons who came to question him.

How can this kind of ungrateful shameless person not be hated?

"Get out of here, get out of here. We dragons don't welcome you. An old man shouted hoarsely.

"Why did you drive me away? I'm here to help you."

Sima Ao was calm and said seriously, "The fairy mirror has not been opened yet, and the fairy seedling has not been found yet." He looked at the two little dragons trapped in the cage and said, "Why don't I help you?" With that, he flew down and rushed down.

"Stop him."

Su shouted stingly.

Longlong held half of his hand, roared, and cut forward.

"Oh, what a strong force."

Sima Aotian glanced at it and then punched him.

Boom!

The dragon suddenly sank to the ground and smashed two pits.

When the little monster saw that the other party was just an ordinary punch, he turned the dragon back, and the dragon could not walk into him within five steps.

"Eat me with a knife."

The little monster drew its knife and roared, and the Fushen's crazy knife opened, like a galloping lion moving forward.

Sima Aotian had not yet landed. Looking at another figure, a stronger horizontal knife rushed in, and he couldn't help looking slightly cold. He didn't want to punch again.

Bum!

The little monster looks like a mountain, but the mountain encounters a stronger mountain torrent. It took a long time to hold back two steps.

"Little monster."

Seeing the action of the little monster and the dragon, the elders of the dragon clan were bitter and comforted. The bitter thing is that they actually went to help an outsider, and it is comforting that they are both hope for the future of the dragon clan. The two worked together to fight with Sima Aotian, who had already stepped into the fairy road.

The dragon and the little monster surrounded Sima Aotian in the center with two knives. The wind and rain went east of the river. The wild knife stabbed everyone and couldn't open their eyes.

The mountains are tsunamiy, the sky is thundering, and the strong wind is blowing sand and stones all over the ground.

dangdang!!!

Bang bang!!!

The three spiritual powers stirred up, and even the elders of the dragon sacrifice couldn't help retreating.

"Good."

Watching the two fight against Sima Aotian, some people couldn't help cheering loudly.

"Good." There is more and more applause, and the shouts are getting louder and louder. Among them, many disciples who hated small monsters couldn't help cheering for them.

At this moment, they don't care about any quarrels. They can't wait for the little monster to be stronger and kill Sima Aotian on the spot.

However, immortals are two, and they can't be competed by mortals.

In the face of strong strength, even the two best rising stars of the dragon clan have gradually become unsupportable. Sima Aotian did not produce weapons. He was always two flesh palms, palms of the wind. The explosive spiritual power scattered, and the battle circle became bigger and bigger.

Chihuang is known as a little monster, and this fight is as if it is crazy. The explosive knife hit the lightning. Although it was gradually suppressed, he did not admit defeat, but became more and more brave. When he hit the strong point, he even looked up to the sky and roared forward, and was not afraid of the danger.

The dragon was infected by him and rushed forward desperately. The blood of the dragon in his body was stimulated, and half of the sky rolled up the road.

Sima Aotian's face became more and more solemn, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. The fist is like a mountain, and every punch is blown out with the sound of thunder, as if it can open the mountain with one punch.

Bang Bang!!

Gradually, dragons and little monsters were bleeding at the corners of their mouths, but they looked ferocious but did not want to step back.

"Good job." Looking at such a scene, an old man couldn't help shouting.

They didn't expect that the two descendants of the dragon clan could fight with Sima Aotian for so long and couldn't help cheering. They originally wanted to teach the boy a lesson, but I'm afraid there will be something wrong with the old man. I didn't expect that the two young children would take the lead, and there were hundreds of moves in one dozen.

"Come on."

At this moment, the dragon clan shouted together. It seems that Sima Aotian is their common enemy.

"This is a breath."

Some old people secretly thought that people compete for a breath and Buddha compete for a column of incense. How, the two little dolls of the dragon clan want to ask for justice from you, the immortal. Although it can't kill you, it is enough to prove that our dragon clan still has hope. What's more, they are still young, so how can it mean that they will not become immortals in the future?

"Sima, let's wake up the demon master."

At this time, another figure fell on the stone tablet. Black Hawk's eyes saw the large number of dragons, and Sima's behavior had aroused everyone's suspicion and involuted suggestions.

"Demon Lord."

Listening to his words, the faces of the old people of the dragon clan couldn't help but change greatly. Demon Lord, what kind of demon master? They looked at the black eagle and couldn't help but pounding when they saw each other looking at the fairy mirror.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Many old people are suspicious, but they dare not think about it. It's hard for the fairy mirror to be a demon. How can this be possible? How can the fairy mirror have anything to do with the demon?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." They are unwilling to believe everything they hear.