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Endless evil forces continued to spread on the roof. All the vegetation around the roof had withered, turned into dust, and disappeared. The people watching the battle also retreated far away.

On the rooftop, only the dark figure of the demon cat was left, existing like a ghost, making a few soul-stirring calls from time to time, which was extremely cold.

Zhu Xie stood amidst the evil force, with a smile on his face, "Okay, it's over."

In Zhu Xie's view, Wang Huai should have died under his own evil power, so this battle is over.

However, just when he wanted to take back his soul power, he felt something strange. His soul power could not be taken back, or more precisely, it was out of control.

"What's going on?" Zhu Xie was startled, and then he saw a trace of pitch-black arrogance slowly rushing out from his demon cat martial soul, it didn't belong to his power, he could feel it.

It seemed to be the power of death that belonged to Wang Huai, which was swallowed by the demon cat before.

Zhu Xie took a step forward, showing a look of vigilance. Could it be that there are other variables?
"Do you think I'm dead?" Suddenly, Wang Huai's voice came from the demon cat's body.

"How is it possible?" Zhu Xie was puzzled. He knew enough about his martial spirit. Anything swallowed by his martial spirit would undoubtedly wither and die, let alone Wang Huai, even if it was a Capricorn stronger than himself. , Di Cang and the others did not dare to let their martial spirit devour them.

"nothing is impossible."

A black spear pierced through the demon cat's stomach, and Wang Huai, who was filled with the breath of death, stepped forward.

"You are... Wang Huai?" Zhu Xie looked at the man in front of him, a little in disbelief.

The whole body is pitch black, extremely evil, and the air of death is lingering, like a messenger from hell, and in his right hand, the previous long sword has disappeared, replaced by a black spear.

"Death Spear"

This was Zhu Xie's first feeling when he saw the hair growing in Wang Huai's hands.

Who is Wang Huai? It is Azrael, the god of death from hell.

For so long in the ancient martial arts world, Wang Huai almost forgot that he is actually Azrael, the god of death from hell.

This Zhu Xie actually wanted to use evil power to kill the god of death, he actually wanted to send Wang Huai to hell, but he didn't know that for Wang Huai, hell was his world, and in this world, he was the master.

Wang Huai looked at the demon cat with dark eyes, raised his hand, and pointed the spear of death,

"Meow"

The demon cat let out a desperate wail, and its body rolled in mid-air, setting off an infinite evil spirit. In an instant, the evil power surged on the roof.

The people watching the battle couldn't see the battle on the rooftop clearly, they just felt quite puzzled, not knowing what happened.

"Is the battle still going on? This Wang Huai is still standing strong, which is really not easy."

"Yeah, it's really not easy to be able to persevere in this evil force. It seems that Wang Huai should have some cards."

But in fact, it is not Wang Huai who is struggling to stand on the rooftop at this time, the huge demon cat body is constantly disintegrating, and the powerful evil force is constantly pouring into Wang Huai along the death spear in the body.

Zhu Xie stood there, staring at all this dumbfounded. It was only his evil power that devoured others, but now, his evil spirit was being swallowed by Wang Huai.

"What the hell are you? No one can stop my evil power." Zhu Xie looked at Wang Huai and said incredulously.

"It is true that no one can stop your evil power, but I forgot to tell you, in fact, I am not a human being, I am a god, the god of hell!"

After finishing speaking, all the evil power around was swallowed by Wang Huai, and the spear of death pointed at Zhu Xie.

The scene on the rooftop was recreated in front of everyone, but it was somewhat different from what everyone imagined.

Wang Huai was not dead, standing there perfectly, but more sinister and darker than before, he was suspended in the air, holding a black spear, looking down at Zhu Xie, the spear of death was slowly pointing at Zhu Xie Evil is like judgment.

As for Zhu Xie, who was favored by most people, he was a little downcast at this time, and he was not injured, but someone could see despair in his eyes.

This is like a trial, Wang Huai's death trial against Zhu Xie.

"kill"

Seeing that the spear of death was about to penetrate Zhu Xie's head, at the critical moment, Zhu Xie finally reacted.

"No"

Zhu Xie roared and backed away with all his strength, but even so, the sharp edge of the spear of death still slashed down against his cheek and stuck in his shoulder.

"Z"

The moment the gushing blood came into contact with the spear of death, it was directly swallowed mercilessly. Not only that, the blood on Zhu Xie's cheeks and the wound on his shoulder kept gushing out, rushing towards the spear in Wang Huai's hand.

Zhu Xie was retreating quickly, and Wang Huai followed, the spear of death was always stuck in Zhu Xie's shoulder, constantly devouring his blood.

Such a situation left everyone dumbfounded.

At this moment, everyone suddenly thought of what Wang Huai said at the beginning of the battle between the two.

Zhu Xie said that he would feed his evil sword with Wang Huai's blood, but Wang Huai replied, "He likes blood too."

At that time, everyone only thought it was Wang Huai's refutation or provocation, and not many people took it to heart.

But now, when everyone saw that the spear in Wang Huai's hand was constantly devouring Zhu Xie's blood, they finally realized that Wang Huai's words were not just simple words.

The spear drinking blood, this scene is too weird.

Zhu Xie's body was exploding, but he couldn't get rid of the dark light of death in Wang Huai's hand. Blood kept gushing from the wound on Zhu Xie's face, and then was swallowed by the death spear.

Zhu Xie's complexion became more and more ugly, his face became paler and paler, and his skin and flesh began to shrink slowly, like a broken balloon, which began to shrink continuously.

If it goes on like this, I believe it won't be long before the blood in Zhu Xie's body will be completely sucked dry, turning him into a mummy.

"Zhu Xie, admit defeat!" Someone from the fourth spectator seat shouted directly.

Hearing this voice, Zhu Xie's face was full of resignation. He is a genius and the fourth master in the celestial list. This time he came to participate in the battle of the celestial list. His goal is to become the top three, or even the first. Now, he wants to admit defeat with a person whose strength is only at the first level of Dujie?

Unwilling, unwilling, but he has to, because he also knows that if this goes on, he will die in a short time.

He wanted to resist, but at this moment, he couldn't exert his strength at all, and the strength in his body was continuously gushing out and dissipating with the blood.

"I...admit...defeat" Zhu Xie raised his right hand, holding the spear firmly, and said unwillingly.

"Zhu Xie admit defeat?"

Hearing this, everyone present sighed.

Including Jun Mowei, Capricorn, Di Cang and others, they were all quite surprised by Zhu Xie's surrender.

Zhu Xie, they have fought against each other before. Although they are not as good as them, they are indeed very strong. I didn't expect that they would fall into Wang Huai's hands today.

"This Zhu Xie is still too weak after all, he can't even kill a person who has crossed the tribulation first level. Such a person deserves to be called a genius. It's really ridiculous." Capricorn said, his tone was full of disdain.

Zhu Xie conceded, but Wang Huai did not stop.

"Admit defeat? Do you still remember the agreement we made when we played? In this match, we are not allowed to admit defeat unless one side falls down." Wang Huai looked at Zhu Xie and said calmly.

"You are not allowed to admit defeat?" Wang Huai's words made Zhu Xie feel cold. He did say this, but at the time he thought that he would definitely win. Who would have thought that such an ending?

"Wang Huai, if you dare to kill him, I will kill you all!" On the third viewing platform, someone yelled at Wang Huai. The person who spoke was Zhu Leizhan, Zhu Xie's father.

Faced with such a threat, Wang Badai didn't turn his head back, and directly glanced at the direction of the elders in Tianshan, "Is such a threat a violation of the rules?"