"Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu", the wind element on the duel stage is condensed to the extreme, and all the audience can clearly hear the sound of the wind, but no one feels the blowing of the wind.

Huang Long's eyes were full of pride. He looked at the young man opposite through the wind demon, and said in a deep voice:

"If you don't want to surrender, let's take a look at the achievements of my recent cultivation. Deadly under the long sword in the hands of the wind demon will not be considered as burying you, a genius!"

He gently raised his arms, Huang Long took the same position as Feng Mo, and then raised his head at the same time.

In Yiran's perception, countless mental powers of cow hair were formed into silk threads between the wind demon and the yellow dragon, closely connecting the two.

In Yiran's eyes, the stroke demon is the Huanglong, but the Huanglong is not the Fengde.

But in this way, is Huanglong still a dual-cultivator? Otherwise, how can he exert the powerful power of the Feng Demon?

But the next second Yiran figured out the key point.

Huanglong did not leave the place, and the wind demon was already rushing towards Yiran.

It turns out that only mental power is needed to control it, and the wind demon can move by itself where the mental power can reach it.

Feng Mo's figure flew in a flash, step by step on the Gladiatorium, without the vibration of landslides or cracks before the Gladiatorium was broken.

Only when countless subtle grooves are cut from the feet can the wind demon be proved.

Of course, in addition to sharpness, the wind demon has another characteristic, that is, fast. The magic cast by the wind magician will never miss the word fast.

A distance of more than ten feet was approaching in the blink of an eye, and the wind demon snubbed the long sword in his hand towards Yiran in one go.

Many viewers who have not reached the sixth level of cultivation have not even seen how Qingfeng Demon made a move. However, Yi Ran has been repelled dozens of feet and has arrived at the edge of the Gladiator.

It was just the power of a slash that made Yiran discover the power of this self-created magic.

The speed and sharpness of wind magic are fully displayed, and the most important thing is that the so-called wind demon is just an appearance, and its inner part is endless wind elements.

A long sword can be cut, and his hands and feet can also be used as a knife, and even every part of its body is full of wind-type magic that is extremely sharp.

After being knocked back by a blow, Yiran was a little embarrassed on the Gladiatorium for the first time.

There were many gaps cut by the long sword in my hand, and many cuts appeared on the long sword in my hand.

All the audience cheered and held up the bills in their hands, like holding shiny gold coins in their hands.

The deafening cheers became unprecedentedly neat at this moment: "Kill him, kill him!"

Unlike everyone's excitement and excitement, Huang Long's face on the stage was extremely serious, and he was not happy at all because of Yiran's embarrassment.

Because only when he used the Wind Demon, he knew that the sword only repelled Yi Ran. It seemed that it was a sword, but there were countless wind slashes sweeping up at the same time under the sword.

But the young man was only repelled and cut off his clothes after a head-on fight, but he was not injured at all, and even his aura was not affected at all.

At this moment, Huang Long finally realized that his thoughts were really far from the point of view. Such a guy was much stronger than him, and he even made him admit defeat.

Due to the severe consumption, Huang Long, whose face turned pale, suddenly felt a little panicked.

Only by breaking wind element wings can the wind demon be used, which not only greatly consumes one's magic power, but also makes one lose the speed of flying. If you want to escape from the Gladiator, you have almost no hope of admitting defeat.

Thinking of this, looking at Yi Ran who was knocked back to the edge of the Gladiator, Huang Long rushed forward without any hesitation.

At the same time, Feng Mo's huge body rushed towards Yi Ran again, with the goal no longer killing him, but just pushing him off the Ghostbuster.

Yiran grinned and instantly understood Huang Long’s intention, with disdain in his smile.

"The Spirit Fish Leaps Abyss", Yi Ran shouted lightly, and his body disappeared instantly, leaving only a five-level depression on the ground.

Huang Long's heart skipped a beat and couldn't calm down any longer, because the young man's speed was faster than his reaction speed.

It’s not that he was almost over the wind magic, but that the wind magic he controlled could not keep up with his speed.

His mental power was still locked in the young man on the stage, but he couldn't keep up with his movement rhythm.

In Huang Long's desperate eyes, Yi Ran's speed was 20% faster, and six levels appeared in the depressions that were stepped out of the ground.

The figure instantly passed the Feng Demon who could only chase him and came to Huanglong.

A magician who has exhausted both magic and mental power, even a warrior who has just entered the practice of cultivation, can easily kill him, let alone Yiran, who has not consumed much.

There was no difficulty, and the long sword pierced out and directly penetrated Huanglong's chest. Then the wind demon came to Yiran and stood firm.

Yiran looked at Huang Long, whose face was extremely twisted, and did not speak, but Huang Long struggled to death and said with all his might: "Hey, hey, you are very strong, then let's die together!"

Huang Long, whose blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, took another step forward against the sword that pierced his chest, hugged Yiran with his arms, opened his mouth and bit Yiran's shoulder.

Yi Ran's shoulders shook and directly knocked Huang Long, a magician who was ignorant of melee combat, and leaned back, thinking about what Huang Long meant to die together.

What other trump cards can a magician whose chest is pierced?

At this moment, Yi Ran suddenly remembered that he had just killed Huang Long, but some of the magic he had cast would not dissipate due to the death of his master, just like the wind demon behind him!

The wind demon, who had lost his master's mental power control, became violent, the roar of the wind became sharp, and the entire arena was swept by the strong wind.

Just when many viewers were blown to the point of being terrible, with the guidance of the formation stone in the host's hand, another formation appeared above the observation platform, isolating the strong wind.

There was no strong wind before because the Yellow Dragon condensed the elemental power into the essence and turned it into a wind demon. The wind demon who lost control would quickly dissipate and be difficult to suppress.

The wind demon, which is close to Yiran, is about to dissipate, but it cannot be underestimated.

The huge Feng Mo seemed to be staring at Yi Ran from a high place, and waved the long sword in his hand fiercely.

Each sword he swung was a sixth-level magic "Storm of Wind Breaking the Air". If you swung six swords, that was the six "Storm of Wind Breaking the Air".

The magic power of an ordinary one-star magician may not be able to cast sixth level magic at its peak, but the wind demon in front of him did it in a state that was about to dissipate.

It is conceivable that Huang Long can stand invincible among the one-star magicians with the magic of "Wind Demon Slashing the Celestial One-Star Magician". No wonder Huang Long can still stand here safely after participating in so many battles.

But unfortunately, he encountered an even more incredible opponent today.

When the Wind Demon swung each sword, the substantial body will fade. When the sixth sword is swung, the Wind Demon's entire body is broken and all of it will be integrated into the sword.

Five consecutive "Wind Breaking the Air Slash" slashed towards Yi Ran, who was only two feet away, and the power of the sixth "Wind Breaking the Air Slash" that had not been slashed for a long time was even more outrageous.

He ignored the sword that penetrated his chest completely, Huang Long smiled bitterly, looked at Yiran's eyes, and then looked at the last magic he left in this world behind Yiran.

Just when Huang Long finally turned his eyes to the young man and wanted to let the young man die with him, he became shocked and suspicious again. He could not see any fear or anxiety in the eyes of the young man.

I only heard the young man say one last:

"In the end, I want to kill me. You are also a cruel person, so let you die a little calmer."

Yi Ran did not pull out the long sword that pierced Huanglong's chest, and turned directly to face the five "Wind Breaking the Air Slash" falling on his head, but just shouted in a low voice: "Devour the World"!

Yiran, who used the sword technique of "Devouring the World" with all his strength, countless spiritual energy gathered towards his body, forming a blue light column beside Yiran.

Everyone, including Huang Long and the host, trembled the corners of his mouth and said four words involuntarily:

"Earth-level martial arts!"

It was clearly a young man who used a sword, but his whole body seemed to turn into a long sword. The blue light column finally condensed into a sword aura, standing in a defensive posture waiting for the arrival of the "Wind Breaking the Air Slash".

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish," in an instant, five consecutive "Swing Breaking the Air Slash" slashed on the sword aura one after another.

Although the sword aura is shaking, it stands firm and its momentum is even growing.

When the sixth "Wind Breaking the Air Slash" fell, the sword aura finally shot out the arrow like a long bow that had accumulated strength to the extreme.

As Yi Ran took a step forward, the sword aura slashed directly towards the sixth "Wind Breaking the Air Slash".

After one slash, we no longer pay attention to the ending of the collision between the two offensives.

Yi Ran turned around confidently and even a little conceitedly, looking at Huang Long, who was lying on the ground with a stern look. The aura and momentum of a strong man reached its peak.

He reached out and pulled out the long sword that stabbed Huanglong's chest, and only then did a strong wind blow towards Yiran.

But when it was blown in front of Yiran, it seemed that he deliberately avoided Yiran, just like Yiran cut through the strong wind like a long sword, and even the slightly broken clothes on his body floated gently.

The entire arena fell into silence without any sound. It was not until Yi Ran pulled out the sword that the host reacted first and shouted excitedly.

"Victor, make our newcomer, Yiran! Let us congratulate him."

The host was extremely excited and rushed to the Gladiatorium to raise Yiran's left hand high after revoking the formation.

However, almost all the audience was listless and sick, with only a few people waving their hands and jumping and jumping on the audience stage.

The host naturally understood in his heart that this life-and-death battle was definitely someone who secretly became a ghost, and who signed up for this young man who came to the arena for the first time.

Originally, this should have been a unilateral massacre, but the dead should not be the Huanglong who has experienced many battles.

In such a battle, almost everyone will bet on Huang Long's victory. Although they don't make much money, they will make sure that they will not lose money.

But no one expected that the one who died was the Huang Long who was sure to win.

Although no one cheered for Yiran or shouted for Yiran, Yiran, who possessed the earth-level martial arts, became famous in the Star Falcon Arena!
Chapter completed!