I got the scarlet blood at the beginning.

The two of them were very close.

"You have planted a demon in my junior brother's heart. Today, I will help him eliminate the demon, and I will also become your demon for life."

Zhu Yundi's face was neither sad nor happy, and his expression was indifferent, as if he was stating something very ordinary.

Looking at the other party's posture, Fang Yu smiled slightly, gently pulled out the Zhan Yuan, and pointed the knife directly at Zhu Yundi.

"You are qualified to let me draw the knife, but that's all."

Fang Yu's arrogant remarks immediately made everyone outside the venue sigh, especially the disciples of the Thousand Buddha Sect, who showed disdainful expressions.

They knew very well how strong Zhu Yundi was.

As one of the three great Buddhist disciples of the Thousand Buddha Sect, no one of the same level can compete with Zhu Yundi.

Fang Yu is just a new disciple this year. Even if he is lucky enough to contract a contracted beast with the strength of an elite master, he will never be Zhu Yundi's opponent.

Not only the disciples of the Thousand Buddha Sect do not believe that Fang Yu can defeat Zhu Yundi, but most people in the field do not believe it either.

Even other disciples of the Qiankun Wuji Sect, when they saw Fang Yu against Zhu Yundi, their hearts were instantly dead.

They believe that with Fang Yu's strength and talent, if he is given another 20 years, or even only 10 years, he can catch up with Zhu Yundi.

However, Fang Yu has only been a disciple for less than half a year, how can he be a match for Zhu Yundi, who has long been famous?

"Haha, this Fang Yu must have gone insane, he's so arrogant!"

"Humph, he didn't even summon the master's contracted beast, is he afraid of being killed by Zhu Yundi?"

"I admit that Fang Yu is very strong, but who made him unlucky? This time, Fang Yu has no share of the Dao beads awarded by the top four."

"I don't know how much strength Fang Yu can force Zhu Yundi to exert. I'm still very curious about the methods of this Buddhist disciple of the Thousand Buddha Sect. The previous opponents were too weak and couldn't make Zhu Yundi go all out. I hope Fang Yu can do better."

"I think this Fang Yu is just a sensationalist. He is so arrogant with a little external force. I, Yang, can't stand this kind of person the most. If I meet this person outside, I will definitely humiliate him hahaha..."

Just when this person was halfway through his words, a sword energy came from a distance and directly chopped on the stone table in front of him.

The stone table was instantly cut off by the sharp sword light, falling to both sides with a dull sound, and the wine bottles on the stone table also fell to the ground and shattered.

"Who is it! How dare you draw a sword against me! You're looking for death!"

The man instantly locked onto the three people sitting on the left front side, among whom was a young man with fluttering sleeves holding a sword, looking at this place with anger on his face, and a faint sword aura still remained on the sword tip.

"Who are you? You are worthy of barking here and insulting Fang Yu!"

Nie Jingyun's eyebrows were raised, and his sword-holding palm tightly grasped the hilt, as if he would attack again at any time.

"Haha, a little guy who is not even at the third level dares to attack me! Do you know who I am? Go to hell!"

After seeing Nie Jingyun's cultivation clearly, Yang Feng's anger in his heart became even worse, and the true energy in his body instantly condensed into a huge palm and slapped in the direction of Nie Jingyun.

At the same time, a cruel smile appeared on Yang Feng's face.

Although he did not use his full strength in this palm strike, if it hit, Nie Jingyun would at least be seriously injured, or even his meridians would be broken and he would become a disabled person.

Unless there are some extremely powerful treatment methods, at least he would be left with some hidden diseases.

However, just when Yang Feng thought that this blow was about to fall on Nie Jingyun, a bone-chilling sword energy instantly froze and shattered his palm, and then flew towards him with unabated force.

Yang Feng's pupils shrank sharply, and he wanted to get up and dodge the sword, but his body seemed to be out of control, and the whole person froze in place.

Fortunately, the sword energy finally stopped at the tip of Yang Feng's nose and did not continue to penetrate.

"Be careful when you speak next time, and open your dog eyes to see who is there before you take action!"

Meng Ying gently waved her hand to dispel the sword energy, and then nodded slightly to Nie Jingyun beside her.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Meng, for your help. I am sorry for causing trouble to you." Nie Jingyun said gratefully.

"It's okay. What that person said made me uncomfortable, so I taught him a lesson. It has nothing to do with you."

Meng Ying turned her head and continued to look at the battlefield.

At this time, Yang Feng, who had walked through the gates of hell, was covered in cold sweat.

He looked at the

After seeing Meng Ying's figure, he closed his mouth tightly, not daring to make any more sounds.

"Brother Yang, why don't you find a chance to apologize to the young man later.

If I'm not mistaken, the person who just attacked is Fairy Yu Han, the third true disciple of Tianqiong Sword Pavilion. She was already an invincible master a few years ago, and the strongest among the contemporary disciples of Tianqiong Sword Pavilion.

She has a great reputation in the battlefield of the heavens with her cold glass sword. If Brother Yang ventures into the battlefield of the heavens in the future, I'm afraid he will need to rely on her."

Hearing this, Yang Feng moved his lips, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.

But he still didn't speak, for fear of saying something wrong and angering the other party, so he could only think secretly in his heart.

"It was obviously that boy who started it first, and I just fought back, but I was asked to apologize. Damn! It's so unlucky!"

However, although he thought so in his heart, Yang Feng still gritted his teeth and decided to hold his breath.

He looked at his storage space, thinking about what to give to ease the atmosphere when he apologized.

…

In the battle field, the elder of the Sky Sword Pavilion who was in charge of the referee announced the start of the competition.

However, Zhu Yundi and Fang Yu did not start immediately.

"You don't summon your contracted beast?"

Zhu Yundi looked indifferent, and looked at Fang Yu in front of him calmly.

After all, he was not interested in Fang Yu's life, not to mention that there was a title-level referee watching on the side, it was too difficult to take Fang Yu's life.

His goal was to kill Fang Yu's contracted beast, abolish Fang Yu's combat power, and then let Xiang Chengbang personally defeat or kill Fang Yu to get rid of his inner demons.

"You bald donkey, you talk too much nonsense."

Fang Yu grinned, his tone full of sarcasm.

And Fang Yu's words seemed to give Zhu Yundi a hint of murderous intent in his heart.

A strange smile appeared on his cold face, which looked extremely creepy.

"Fate tells me that you are doomed..."