I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Sure enough! As soon as Lu Yu finished speaking, a figure emerged from the light! He rushed towards Nangong Yaole frantically!

What kind of person is that!

The man's face was covered with scars, his nose was collapsed, one of his eyes had long been unable to open, and his clothes were torn, exposing his bloody skin, and his bones could be vaguely seen!

He had already taken back his flying sword and long sword.

Although he had no weapons, his steps were extremely firm! He clenched his fists and had only one goal in mind!

This person covered in blood and with horrific injuries! Who else could it be but Luo Beian! !

"How is it possible that he can still move!" Nangong Yaole was a little dazed when he saw this scene.

However, as the top genius in the Nangong family, losing consciousness was just a moment for her.

Seeing Luo Beian and Nangong Yaole rushing towards them covered in blood and gritting their teeth, they instantly understood what the other party meant.

"He is using his last bit of strength to decide the outcome in close combat with Yao Le who is temporarily unable to use his magical powers!" Nangong Buyue looked at this scene coldly, even he had lost his original contempt.

Because this young man who should have collapsed was relying entirely on his willpower to support himself and not lose...

"This guy named Luo Beian is pretty good. I kind of like him." Nangong Jingtian, who had been silent the whole time, looked at Luo Beian, who was rushing forward with blood all over his body, and said the first sentence...

"Good boy! You're manly enough. But if you think Yao Le is not good at close combat just because she is a woman, then you will be disappointed..." Chiwu looked at Luo Beian's back with her beautiful eyes, and there was a strange light in her eyes.

"Good disciple! Your master is proud of you!" Liu Tian's tears wet his beard.

When tens of thousands of monks saw Luo Beian, who was seriously injured but still rushed towards the enemy without hesitation, their eyes were already red. There was even a female monk who looked at the man's back and burst into tears, wetting her cheeks completely.

Even Bai Xue Ning, who was extremely cold and aloof, had tears glistening in her beautiful eyes after seeing this scene.

Zhen Wudi stared at Luo Beian's back, his hands were already bulging with veins.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you showed me what the right path is..."

Looking at the man who was rushing towards him like a mad monster, Nangong Yaole's originally cute face was now filled with madness!

Then, under the shocked gaze of everyone, the thin and weak girl did not retreat but advanced! She did not avoid this crazy man! Instead, she rushed forward with her petite body!

From this moment on, the two young men who could not afford to lose fought each other at close range!

Luo Beian punched the girl in the heart! The girl punched him in the heart as well!

The two exchanged punches and kicks! Blood was splattered everywhere, and broken bones and teeth flew everywhere!

"Bang!" The girl's snow-white calf kicked Luo Beian's raised right arm hard! Breaking his arm directly! Luo Beian also hit the girl's slender waist with his left hand! She spit out a large mouthful of blood!

Looking at the bloody scene on the battlefield, even Nangong Xuan frowned secretly.

"Senior Nangong, if this goes on, Luo Beian will probably be beaten to death." Lu Yu's voice reached Nangong Xuan's mind.

"It doesn't matter. If we don't defeat this guy thoroughly at the same level, he won't be convinced. Let them fight as much as they want. When everything is over, I will heal him."

Hearing the old woman say this, Lu Yu didn't know what to say. He didn't want Nangong Yaole to lose, nor did he want Luo Beian to die.

As time slowly passed, the attacks of the two people on the stage became slower and slower, and weaker and weaker.

Luo Beian had lost sight of anything, and relying on his intuition, he gasped and hit the girl in front of him hard in the face with his bony hands.

Nangong Yaole's originally lovely face was now bloody and horrifying.

Now, all she could see was blood red. There was no other image. Her originally snow-white skin was now stained red with blood, both hers and Luo Beian's.

From this moment on, she vaguely understood why the princess valued this young man so much.

Regardless of strength or background, if you put yourself in his shoes, would you be able to burst out with the same fighting power as this man when facing a demon cultivator whose strength far exceeds yours?

The answer is of course no. You will be afraid, scared and worried.

Nangong Yaole knew that even if he died on the field, the elders could still save him, but what about the man opposite him?

He had no way out, but he was still fearless, dared to insult the Immortal Lord in person, and dared to sacrifice everything for his righteous path...

The consciousness in her mind became increasingly blurred. Nangong Yaole could no longer feel her own hands. She could only punch based on her body's instincts. She wanted to sleep so badly at this moment...

What she didn't know was that Luo Beian had already fallen down.

The man finally fell down, Luo Beian's breath was almost gone, he was almost dead...

The battle between Luo Beian and Nangong Yaole also ended at this moment...

Lu Yu looked at this scene with extremely complicated feelings.

Chiwu also looked at the young man lying on the ground with a serious expression.

The old woman looked at Luo Beian lying on the ground and sighed deeply.

"Lost..." Tens of thousands of monks below the stage looked at Luo Beian who fell to the ground. They felt no regret for losing, but only passion in their hearts.

"Good fight!!"

"Good fight!!"

At this moment, all the monks below the stage were shouting these three words in their hearts!

Luo Beian lost, but his figure illuminated the hearts of all the monks! In their hearts! Luo Beian lost the battle! But he won against those demons!

"What a bullshit Nangong clan genius! We, the Zhongzhou people, can still beat you like this in the same realm!!"

On the stage.

Lu Yu walked up to Nangong Yaole, who was still punching wildly, and raised his hand to put a snow-white pill into her mouth.

In a flash of light, Nangong Yaole's injuries were all healed, and even her soul returned to normal.

The girl looked at Luo Beian, who was lying on the ground and dying, with a complicated expression. In the end, she said nothing and walked silently behind the old woman.

Although she won this battle, it was an ugly victory...

Lu Yu waved his hand again, preparing to put a snow-white pill into Luo Beian's mouth.

"Wait a moment."

However, at this moment, the old woman stopped him coldly.

"Let him lie there for now. If he wakes up and sees what's going to happen, I'm afraid he'll insult me ​​again."