Shu Xiaojie said something, and I was stunned on the spot, sitting on the high platform.

Yang Xue, these two words were touched by me a little.

However, it was just a little touch, and there was no unnecessary emotion in it.

I still sat silently and looked at them quietly.

However, some memory fragments appeared in my mind.

At the same time, a voice seemed to tell me.

"You can't let them die, you can't let them die..."

To be precise, this may be a feeling deep in my heart, but this feeling is not strong.

At the same time, when it was the host, he spoke:

"You two can see clearly that it is my prince, Jiang Ming.

It’s not Ding Fan that you mentioned, don’t waste your time, start!”

As he said that, two long swords had been thrown to their feet.

When Shu Xiaojie saw this, she smiled coldly:

"Okay! Now I have defected to the Ghost Eye Cult and even changed my name.

Jiang Ming, it's really bullshit..."

Shu Xiaojie was constantly scolding and mocking.

At this moment, the wine slowly picked up the long sword.

He looked at me on the high platform and said:

"I want to fight him..."

After saying that, the long sword pointed directly at me on the high platform.

In an instant, the scene was in an uproar.

"What are you?"

"Talking with our prince? What a joke?"

"What qualifications do you have?"

“…”

The scene was restless, but Yan Xiao next to me smiled.

Turning his head and looking at me.

I sat in my seat, but had no expression.

Then, I didn't know why I was so stupid, so I stood up.

"good."

After saying this coldly, I walked down the arena.

When the ghost-eyed demons around him heard this, they began to talk constantly and whisper.

The host looked at Yanxiao on the high platform, and Yanxiao nodded slightly.

Then I heard the host speak:

"Okay, change the rules now.

Two decent disciples challenge our prince.

Everyone, place your bet again!”

As soon as this said, many people shouted:

"I will defeat the prince."

"The prince is invincible..."

"Ten spirit-replenishing pills, the prince wins..."

“…”

Amid the discussion, I had jumped off the wall and came to the arena.

Opposite me, there are wine Chengfeng and Shu Xiaojie.

Both of them glared at me and were full of murderous intent on me.

In their opinion, I am already a traitor to the White Sect.

I am just a ghost-eyed demon.

Although, we have known each other before, there is still intersection.

But now, I just want to kill me.

I just stared at them silently, looking at them and watching the dead.

Because at this time, I was also full of hostility towards them.

Suddenly, the wine roared and rushed towards me with an iron sword.

Shu Xiaojie also shouted with a soft voice, and the Taoist craftsmanship also rushed towards me.

Two of them are one on the left and one on the right, and they are very powerful.

After not seeing each other for two years, the wine became a wind and was already in the middle stage of the Taoist king.

Shu Xiaojie also reached the early stage of the Taoist King.

But how could their knowledge be an opponent when facing me at this moment?

My own strength has reached the level of the Taoist sect.

Although there has been no breakthrough in the past two years, this is still the state.

But the problem is that my Tian Burning Master has been demonized, and it is 45% terrifying.

The negative emotions of the martial arts not only make me violent.

The drugs that make me lose Ding Fan’s personality in the Ghost Eye Cult make me even more ruthless.

So, at the moment they approached.

My martial arts are activated and the Demon Burning Technique is activated without hesitation.

Compared to a few days ago, the concentration of the burning weather has decreased, but it also looks 38%.

But even so, my cultivation level is still hovering at the realm of Taoist Lord.

There is no suspense about the Taoist King.

The Taoist qi is moving, and the dark red Taoist qi continues to evaporate.

As soon as he lifted it, he hit the two of them.

Suddenly, two levels of the palm wind and energy of the Dao Zun level rolled down.

With such power, the cultivation of the Taoist King could not stop it at all.

Seeing this, the ghost-eyed demons around him were all surprised.

"Hahaha, I won!"

"The Taoist King's cultivation level still wants to challenge the prince Dao Zun's powerful man?"

"Go to die..."

"Just two white scammers..."

“…”

Many ghost-eyed demons spoke unconsciously.

Even Yanxiao showed a smile.

Obviously, he was very satisfied.

Because he thought that the Ding Fan personality in my body had been erased by him.

Now, it is just a negative Jiang Ming who obeys his orders.

Three hundred years ago, Jiang Ming suppressed him and made him suffer everywhere.

Three hundred years later, he became the leader of the Ghost Eye Clan and the leader of the Ghost Eye Remnant Clan.

The opponent who once suppressed him has now become his tool.

Yanxiao unconsciously felt a sense of accomplishment.

However, Jiang Ming was always the same generation as him and competed for the same period.

There is also a little bit of emotion, but this emotion is based more on his desire to satisfy.
To be continued...