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No matter which sect it is, barging in without permission is a great insult.

What's more, the demon tribe not only broke into the mountains, but also killed the guards. It was a naked provocation.

Many important figures of the Taixu Sect looked solemn, as they sensed a hint of potential danger from the attitude of the demon tribe in breaking into the mountains this time.

In previous years, when the demons were kicking the mountain, although they were arrogant, they would at least report it.

But this time, it came in with such fanfare.

Abnormal!

Very abnormal!

"What a lowly creature! So what if I kill you? Do you still want revenge?" A young demon with white hair and a rosy face stood up, glanced coldly at the angry elder of Taixu Sect, and said lightly.

The look in his eyes was extremely indifferent, as if he was looking at a tiny ant!

His whole body was bathed in demonic light, like a peerless demon, and his body was shrouded in a layer of terrifying blood light, which looked extremely scary!

As soon as this person appeared, Wu Qinglong's eyes suddenly turned red. He stared at his face, and murderous aura was boiling in his body.

"Who is this person? Why does he seem so invincible at such a young age? I just glanced at him, and all the martial energy in my body began to dissipate involuntarily!" An attendant who had just joined the sect looked at the white-haired young man with fear on his face.

"His name is Xue Can, the young master of Snow Fox Mountain. Born with nine tails, he is a terrifying nine-tailed celestial fox! Now, he is a young master who is almost legendary!"

"What? He's actually a young master? No wonder he's so terrifying!"

Xue Can noticed Wu Qinglong's gaze, raised his eyes to look at him, grinned, revealing a row of weird blood-red teeth, and lip-synched a few words.

Wu Qinglong's whole body trembled, the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance and burst out, and the giant sword in his hand made an unstoppable roar!

He understood what Xuecan meant.

"Kill me to avenge your daughter!"

An old man with a withered figure behind Xue Can noticed Wu Qinglong's unusual movement, turned around and looked at him, and a faint light flashed in his light golden pupils!

"King Wu Jian, calm down! The demon tribe has sent out some big figures this time! Don't be impulsive!" An old man next to Wu Qinglong saw that something was wrong and quickly pulled him up.

The sword energy on Wu Qinglong's body gradually subsided, and his eyes returned to death!

Xue Can sneered silently and withdrew his gaze from Wu Qinglong.

"Humans, the stakes of this Kicking the Mountain Competition need to change!" An old demon with an aura as deep as the abyss walked up to Zhao Changhe and said with a cold look.

The old man was dressed in a black robe embroidered with all kinds of strange monsters, emitting a terrifying demonic aura. His pupils were dark purple, flashing a cold and desolate light.

This old demon was very strong and began to negotiate with Zhao Changhe on behalf of the demon clan.

Upon hearing the old man's request, hundreds of thousands of Taixu Sect disciples gasped.

The demon race actually proposed that if they could win this mountain-kicking competition, the human race would have to provide them with civilians from three giant cities as blood food, and also hand over the entire Sword King Palace as a sacrifice!

This request is simply insane!

A huge city has a population of at least five million.

Three huge cities mean 15 million people!

Plus the entire Sword King Palace.

The demon race’s appetite is really too big!

"Impossible! You are dreaming!" Zhao Changhe refused outright, his face extremely gloomy.

"Really? Then I can only beat you until you agree!" The old man from the demon clan sneered, and endless demon mist gushed out of his body, emitting a demonic blood light, which directly shattered the void.

"Hit me if you want!" A brilliant divine glow appeared on Zhao Changhe's body, and his aura suddenly rose steadily. Soon, his power became so terrifying that it was hard to describe, like an almighty god!

Both sides soared into the sky and disappeared directly into the horizon.

In an instant, divine clouds surged above the sky.

The demonic energy and divine light surged like raging waves, one wave higher than the other, dyeing the entire sky half red and half gold.

The void collapsed, and half of the sky was broken into pieces, with countless shocking black holes appearing.

Black holes were constantly appearing and disappearing, and some of them had just healed when they were shattered by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two!

"The Sect Master is so strong. I haven't seen him take action in all these years, and yet his fighting power has improved to this level!"

"That old demon is also amazing. He can hold his own against the Sect Master!"

The Taixu Sect disciples below the Dragon Transformation Field were horrified, staring intently at the battle in the void. Many of them looked nervous, secretly praying in their hearts that Zhao Changhe would win!

Zhao Changhe is the sky of Taixu Sect. If he is defeated, then Taixu Sect will be finished!

boom!

Suddenly, a loud thunderous sound erupted in the void.

Black and golden rays of light exploded, forming terrifying energy ripples that spread in all directions!

The sky, which had just recovered a small part, exploded again layer by layer, revealing countless black holes.

The light was instantly shrouded in darkness, and the entire Taixu Sect became dim.

Just now, the old demon and Zhao Changhe displayed their respective demon skills and martial arts, which seemed to have the power to destroy the sky!

The old demon fell to the ground first, covering his chest with his hands, with a trickle of black demon blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Changhe soon landed on the ground as well, standing with his hands behind his back, looking tall and straight!

However, his face had become much paler and he looked a little sick.

It was not until the two landed that the black and gold glow in the sky gradually dissipated, the collapsed void slowly recovered, the black hole disappeared, and the sky returned to light.

"You are worthy of being the legendary martial arts god Zhao Changhe. I am no match for you! However, among the powerful demons from my demon clan who came this time, there are still two or three who are stronger than me! Is there anyone in your Taixu Sect who is stronger than you, Zhao Changhe?" The old demon stretched out his slender tongue, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered.

As soon as these words came out.

All the elders and disciples of Taixu Sect in the field were furious.

Zhao Changhe's face darkened, but he didn't flinch. He narrowed his eyes and said, "If you send out all your demon clan masters, I, Zhao Changhe, will naturally be unable to stop you! However, if I can drag these two unparalleled demon clan masters to their deaths together, I do have some confidence! If you're not afraid of death, go ahead and attack!"

The expressions of the unfathomable old men of the demon clan changed slightly, and in the end they did not speak, and fell into silence.

If they attack together, they will have at least an 80% chance of killing Zhao Changhe. Once Zhao Changhe dies, even though the Taixu Sect has a large number of people, they will just be a group of lambs to be slaughtered!

But if a strong man like Zhao Changhe launched a desperate counterattack before dying, it would be extremely terrifying.

It is really possible to take away these two peerless masters above the king level!

No one wants to die!

So no one came forward.

"How about this! In ten competitions, as long as your Taixu Sect can win one, you will win! How about it? But if your Taixu Sect cannot win even one competition, you have to accept our requirements!" Several elders of the demon clan discussed it and finally came up with a plan.

Zhao Changhe was silent.

"King Wu Jian, what do you think?" He walked into the crowd, came in front of Wu Qinglong and asked softly.

It concerns the life and death of the Sword King Palace.

He must ask Wu Qinglong's opinion.

"Do we have any choice?" Wu Qinglong asked woodenly.