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Just as the two sides were confronting each other, two beautiful witches entered from outside the hall carrying trays.

Although they were usually aggressive and dissolute, they didn't dare to make trouble in front of Rong Wang. They poured wine into a golden cup without squinting and placed it on the beam at the entrance of the main hall.

At this time, Ye Huaiyao was being blocked by the magic circle at the innermost side of the hall, as long as he successfully broke through and took the cup without spilling a drop of wine, it would be considered a success.

After pouring the wine, the witches put the tray on the table beside them, and thoughtfully prepared a few extra wine bowls for the thirsty to drink.

After doing this, they bowed to Rong Wang and silently retreated.

All this did not attract Ye Huaiyao's attention.

After he closed his eyes, his sense of consciousness became prominent, and he quickly conceived a rough idea of ​​the respective positions of the demon generals in his mind.

Ye Huaiyao stood quietly for a moment, and then his figure was as startled as it was, and he rushed towards the position between Mi Zhui and An Ling!

His speed was so fast that he could only see an afterimage in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he folded the fan horizontally, and the sword light burst out instantly, brightening the world!

Between Mi Zhui and Anling is the eye of the formation, and it should not be responsible for the pre-battle.But they didn't expect that Ye Huaiyao went against common sense and even omitted the trial process, and wanted to directly seize the position.

In desperation, the two drew their swords at the same time, and the purple mist gathered between them, forming a sharp net of light to block Ye Huaiyao's attack.

The sword light collided with the magic energy, and the surrounding air exploded instantly, forming a golden and purple light ball, shrinking and contracting suddenly, and the two phases competed.

This sword is called Covering Hands, and it is one of the most powerful moves in all the sword skills of Ming Sheng.

In the past, he killed the prince of the ghost clan with one move, and also knocked the weapon out of the hands of the Beicang Demon Lord.

Although he only has [-]% success right now, it is no small matter.

Outsiders can only see the fan dancing in a chic way, with the wind and the moon shining brightly, but those who face the sword energy directly feel as if they are facing the heavens, and the killing and cutting are clanging.

Mi Zhui and An Ling couldn't stand it anymore, the ball of light exploded, and they backed away at the same time.

Seeing that the opponent was unstoppable, the three demon generals on the left and right staggered their footwork, and rushed towards Ye Huaiyao together, saying nothing could stop him from occupying the center of the formation.

The six of them didn't use weapons, but they activated their magic energy at the same time, and saw the fire on the left and the ice on the right, staggering towards Ye Huaiyao.

Faced with the double pressure of extreme heat and extreme cold, Ye Huaiyao slightly moved his fingertips, unfolded the folding fan, and turned around to flick it lightly.

His eyes were not open, and his other hand was even behind his back.

With this wave, all the attacks of the six demon generals were resolved.

In an instant, the wide sleeves fluttered, the streamer of light scattered, the ice and flames were shattered, intertwined and fell down one after another, the fire light reflected on the ice surface, glittering and translucent, turning the murderous intent into a dreamlike light rain.

But behind the beauty, there is an irresistible sharpness again.

Before the demon generals could change their moves, Ye Huaiyao's fans changed into beats, the flames extinguished, and the ice melted into water. Driven by his spiritual power, he flew out in all directions, brilliant and radiant, murderous.

Taking advantage of the opponents' cover, Ye Huaiyao immediately stepped back, tapped his toes, and his whole body suddenly disappeared.

If the person fighting him was Rong Huang, he would be able to judge Ye Huaiyao's movement trajectory immediately, but when his demon generals faced Ming Sheng, there was only room for them to be beaten so hard that they couldn't hold their heads up.

Everyone just glanced at the effort to find someone, and saw Ye Huaiyao appearing behind Mi Zhui and An Ling.

After all, he was broken through!

"Mi Zhui, the speed is too slow, An Ling, the illusion is not good. This formation should not put the two together."

Ye Huaiyao slapped them one by one, and directly pushed them out to seize the center of the formation.

Only then did he open his eyes, with his hand behind his back in a cool manner, his beautiful eyes smiling: "Accept."

Seeing Ye Huaiyao step into the threshold, the hearts of all the demon generals sank, and they secretly said: "It's broken."

The position of the eye of a formation is naturally at the core of the formation, and the flaws of everyone else will be exposed to him. Because of this importance, Ye Huaiyao will try his best to seize it as soon as he comes up.

At this time, a third of the stick of incense had just been burned.

Ye Huaiyao laughed, stopped circling with them, and strode forward.

As his footsteps stepped into the direction, all the people in the formation felt at the same time, feeling as if their chests were pressed by something, and their hearts trembled slightly.

The demon general Chang Jimu stood at the front and saw Ye Huaiyao walking forward without any hindrance. The interception on his side was useless, and he was so annoyed that he shouted loudly: "Hurry up! Stop him!"

While he was speaking, he had already snatched it up without authorization.

Qie Luan was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't move!"

But it was too late, as Chang Jimu left alone, they saw Ye Huaiyao make a seal with his fingers.

True Qi condensed on his white jade-like fingertips, and in an instant, it was like the moonlight suddenly appearing, clear and bright for thousands of miles.

It was as if an invisible spring had opened up on the ground, a strong wind suddenly picked up, and spiritual energy surged, and a flower bloomed in front of my eyes in an instant.

The magic generals in the formation only felt that the ground under their feet seemed to be shrunk infinitely, but a piece of blue sky stretched out above their heads.

The vast expanse of the sky continued to expand outwards, and the rays of light streamed down like sword intent.

Just as the clouds move and the stars move, the sky and the earth are vast, and all living beings become insignificant. The cold and ruthless fate wants to engulf all living beings.

Ye Huaiyao turned against the guests, he changed from being surrounded by the magic circle to being the main one. Looking back, he wanted to use his state of mind to trap the demon generals in it.

Everything happened so slowly and so fast that almost all the onlookers stared straight at it.

Then exclamations surged like a tide, and as far as the eyes could see, only the moonlight at Ye Huaiyao's fingertips finally broke through the purple mist, and it flourished instantly.

He stood at the most glorious place, his white jade-like face was as handsome as a jade statue, but his mighty power was like the vast sea and sky, and he was unstoppable.

The magic generals are not incompetent people either, they felt it was difficult to breathe, and at the moment when illusions appeared in front of them, they immediately realized that they were accidentally surrounded, and they resisted each other, avoiding in all directions.

But what they ignored was that in the moment of panic, a flaw in the magic circle had appeared!

At this time, under their feet is the magic formation of the demon race, the purple mist floats like the sea, and the waves are sparkling, gathering and dispersing.

And above the head is the vast night sky transformed by Ye Huaiyao, the bright moon hangs high, and the silvery white moonlight flows down like water.

As the demons changed their footwork and moved their mana, the purple mist continued to steam upwards, trying to break through the shackles of the sky.But Ye Huaiyao was firmly in the eye of the formation, turning around smoothly in the encirclement, but his whole body was covered with moonlight.

The moonlight wants to dilute the purple mist, and the purple mist also wants to cover the moonlight. The two bright and beautiful colors compete in midair, which has already stunned the onlookers in private.

At this moment, seeing Ye Huaiyao point out the move, the demon generals subconsciously scattered around in order to avoid it.

The other onlookers saw with their own eyes that a vortex suddenly appeared in the middle of the purple fog all over the ground, and the moonlight rushed in like a waterfall, and the waves surged instantly.

At this moment and here, everyone's eyes converged, and everyone exclaimed——

But Ye Huaiyao raised his eyebrows and smiled, flicking his sleeves and flapping his fan.

The fan spreads, the fan closes, with one move, the wind and clouds rise everywhere, and thousands of dust are shocked.

Changji's wooden head was among them, he raised his saber to meet him, but in an instant his whole body flew backwards, and fell directly under Rong Wang's throne.

Although Changjimu is not the most powerful among all the demon generals, he must not be underestimated. He has been a fierce general since the time when Lihentian was not opened, and his age is still above Ye Huaiyao and Rong Wang. General people.

Seeing that the magic circle was broken, he actually retreated with one move. The other demon generals no longer dared to ignore it, let alone take into account the king's thoughts at this time.

Instinctively, they each held weapons, swords, guns, hammers, maces and whips, and attacked Ye Huaiyao at the same time.

Rong Wang had been standing by the side watching the battle, and frowned slightly when he saw this, but he didn't see much worry, and he didn't stop him.

Ye Huaiyao said "Okay" without turning his head, and directly blocked the folding fan with his hands behind his back. The movement was as fast as lightning, and it happened to block the snake bone whip that was first strangled at the back of his neck.

Immediately, he tapped the spear in front of him with his toes, and his whole body flew into a whirl, the robe on his body fluttered, the snow clothes and the golden light of the sword intertwined, so fast that people couldn't see the movement clearly.

Dazzling, Qie Luan, who was holding a snake bone whip, had already been slapped on the chest by Ye Huaiyao, and staggered back.

Immediately, Ye Huaiyao hooked his toe, and the spear held by another demon general dropped his hand, and fell to the ground with a clang.

He sent off the two people who were close to him in an instant, and then he swung out the folding fan. The sword light surged like a wave, endlessly, rippling in all directions, and suddenly burst out from the surrounding figures.

Then the brilliance faded away, and the world was silent.

There was no one in front of Ye Huaiyao, and in a flash, he appeared at the entrance of the hall.

He held the golden cup in his hand in an instant, and drank it in one gulp with a smile.

The folding fan of his white clothes was slightly stained with blood, and the sun meandered in from behind him, making the deep red glow with gorgeous colors.

Everyone in front of him was in a panic, but he was the only one who was majestic and stern, and took it easy.

Ye Huaiyao was very measured in his actions, knowing that the people in front of him were just skin traumas, so he wasn't worried.

He tossed the empty cup of wine towards his face recklessly, and asked with a smile: "Devil Lord, do I win by doing this?"

Rong Wang took the wine glass, it seemed that the temperature and blood of Ye Huaiyao's fingertips still remained on it.

He subconsciously held the cup in his palm.

The two looked at each other across the messy floor, but no one around could make a sound and look away.

Regardless of the position, the strong are always exciting.

"Yes, you won."

Rong Huan's eyes were bright, and his eyes were only looking at Ye Huaiyao's direction. After a while, he suddenly smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Yunqi."

Ye Huaiyao shook his head and smiled: "I'm overwhelmed. It's just a random competition. Winning or losing is nothing but ordinary things."

He greeted the demon generals who stood up from the ground, and said with a smile: "I have offended you so much, please forgive me."

Such a demeanor is exactly the attitude of a gentleman. After the battle just now, his humility will not make people feel contemptuous, but more and more convinced.

Some demon generals still feel ashamed and hold their breath, facing Mingsheng's laughing words, but they can't speak evil words.

After a while, An Ling suddenly burst into laughter, raised his hand to pat Ye Huaiyao's shoulder, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he touched his head instead, and bowed to him with a fist.

He said: "No matter what, if Ming Sheng wins this game, he wins. I, Anling, will convince you! Xuantianlou does have such strength, and I am willing to bet and admit defeat. How you want to punish me is up to you!"

Ye Huaiyao smiled and said, "Let's have a bowl."

An Ling thought she heard it wrong, so she asked, "What?"

Ye Huaiyao tapped his palm with his fan and smiled slightly: "I remember someone once said that drinking with cunning humans is more unbearable than drinking arsenic. The taste of arsenic, if the dark commander tastes it today, it will be a heavy punishment. "

He has a calm demeanor, his words are half teasing and half serious, but he is speaking to all the demon generals, with a smile and a certain bearing.

Even with a rough personality like An Ling, Ye Huaiyao never expected that Ye Huaiyao would let this matter go lightly without retaliation.

But the Demon Race and the Human Race, shouldn't they be sworn enemies?

He was at a loss for a while, for some reason, and felt a little embarrassed, he opened his mouth, really feeling that it was inappropriate to say anything.

At this time, Rong Huang raised his hand and snapped his fingers, wine jars flew over, filling up the big bowls one by one.

He picked up the bowl, raised it towards Ye Huaiyao, and said, "As the leader, let me go first."

After finishing speaking, Rong Huan directly picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one go.

The other demon generals didn't know what to do. Seeing Rong Huang like this, they seemed to have a backbone, and they all drank bowls of wine in silence.

Ye Huaiyao smiled, as if he couldn't feel their embarrassment at all, he drank a bowl together, put it down casually, and said with a calm smile, "Since that's the case, we already understand the matter between Xuantian Tower and the Demon Race, so let's take a step ahead."

Rong Wang leaned forward to pay tribute, and watched Ye Huaiyao leave.

After the other party's back completely disappeared, he turned around, and the smile on his face had disappeared.

Rong Huang said indifferently: "Everyone else should leave. Meng Qu, Mi Zhui, Chang Jimu, you three stay here."

The demon generals saw how powerful Ming Sheng was, and while admiring him, they were somewhat depressed, and they were not in the mood to say anything else, and they all bowed and left.

Soon there were only four monarchs and ministers left in the palace, but Rong Huang was not in a hurry to speak.

Thoughtful, he slowly walked up the jade steps and sat in his seat.

Meng Qu and the other three didn't know what his intentions were, they looked at each other but didn't dare to ask.

After a while, Rong Zhuang's indifferent voice came from above his head: "Changjimu, what did you want to do just now?"

Meng Qu and Mi Zhui glanced at Chang Jimu at the same time, Mi Zhui was especially surprised.

——Just now he spoke rudely to Ye Huaiyao, which made Rong Huang angry, so Mi Zhui thought that everyone staying was to punish himself.

Changjimu also had an inexplicable expression on his face, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, my subordinates don't understand what you mean."

Rong Huang said indifferently: "Is that so? Is it because you don't understand what I mean, that you ignore my orders, hide evil orchids in your sleeves, and want to take the opportunity to poison Ming Sheng?"

His tone was flat, his chin propped up when he spoke, and he leaned lazily on the throne, even giving people the illusion of casual chatting.

But anyone present can feel the great danger contained in it.

Changjimu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he knelt down all of a sudden, and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, I really don't know what you are talking about, I—"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Rong Wang slightly raised his hand resting on the armrest, making a gesture.

A flash of black light flew out and hit Changjimu's left arm. He yelled, blood flowed from his arm, and a bunch of brown flowers with hideous shapes fell to the ground, and bubbles kept appearing in his blood .

Meng Qu and Mi Zhui were originally standing on both sides of Changjimu, but when they saw this, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly hid to the side.

They dare not be rude in front of Rong Huang, this action is completely out of instinct.

Because everyone in the demon race knows that this kind of flower grows in the deepest part of Lihentian, and it is extremely poisonous. Once it gets on it, although it will not kill you, you will suffer from pain and disease for a lifetime. It is very poisonous.

Changjimu originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate Ye Huaiyao, and then blame other people, but he didn't expect that the other party was too strong, and he had no chance to get close at all, but was discovered by the keen demon king.

Changji had always known Rong Huang's disposition, at this moment he couldn't help but panic, and tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, please allow me to explain. This flower, this flower is not intended to harm Ming Sheng, but has other uses... I, I……"

Rong Huan directly interrupted him, turning his gaze to the side: "Mi Zhui."

Mi Zhui was already startled by the scene just now, when he heard Rong Juan calling his name again, he was shocked immediately, and knelt down on the ground: "Yes, Your Majesty. Sub-subordinates are here!"

Rong Wang said: "You will propose to deal with Ming Sheng in the hall today, what did Chang Jimu say to you before?"

Mi Zhui had a deep prejudice against the human race. After being defeated by Ye Huaiyao just now, he drank a bowl of wine. It was a time when he felt complicated. At this moment, he realized that he was being used as a gun, and he was even more flustered.

He said in a trembling voice, "Yes...it was once said that the human race is despicable, and keeping Ming Sheng...the demon race is dangerous."

Seeing that there was no denying it, Changjimu put his heart on hold, knowing that the situation was not good, and the only way right now was to express his loyalty.

As long as he kills himself wholeheartedly to serve the Demon Lord and the entire Demon Race, no matter how much the Demon Lord values ​​Ming Sheng, he will not be able to publicly punish his subordinates for the sake of the enemy.

Chang Jimu put his heart to one side, and admitted: "That's right, I really want to deal with Mingsheng. Your lord, the conflicts and hatreds accumulated over the years, how can they disappear in one day? The human race is absolutely untrustworthy, and this subordinate is also for the good of the entire demon race! I also hope that you can treat Zhongliang kindly, and don't let other people feel cold!"

Rong Wan chuckled lightly and said, "Really?"

His words were heavy, and Changji felt strange in his heart. Before he had time to react, he saw that the person on the throne had already made a move like lightning.

As his magic yuan was running, a magic sword hanging on the wall next to him was unsheathed and pierced directly through his heart.