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"Luo Hong, is your Everlasting Demon Sect truly going to break away from my sect?"

Chen Li, who had obtained Wang Ji Guo and was in a hurry to rush back to the Martial Ancestor Realm, looked at the warrior who was ranked 27 on the Everlasting Demon Sect Blood Ranking in front of him with a face full of indignation.

Luo Hong said disdainfully, "Your Martial Sect has already responded to the sect's killing order. Our two sects' relationship is already like fire and water, hand over the Wang Ji fruit and I will let you leave safely. Otherwise, don't think about leaving this place alive today."

Luo Hong's expression was indescribably hideous.

Chen Li frowned slightly. Although Luo Hong's strength was not bad, unfortunately, no one in the entire world thought that Luo Hong was a match for Chen Li, who was a Martial Ranking Master. Even with Chen Li's powerful physical body, he could barely fight against Luo Hong.

Then why would Luo Hong come here to ambush him and steal Wang Ji Fruit?

Chen Li wasn't a fool. His brain began to work quickly. The Boundless Demon Sect had enmity with the Sword Sect. Luo Hong definitely didn't come here to die, so why did he come here? It had to be for Wang Ji Guo. Only Wang Ji Guo could have such a strong attraction, but Luo Hong didn't even bid during the auction.

What does that mean?

It was said that Luo Hong had never even thought of bidding on Wang Ji fruit, so no matter who it was, Luo Hong would still fight for it.

And why did the Boundless Demon Sect only send Luo Hong alone? The reason was very simple, everyone else had hidden themselves.

In other words, he had fallen into an ambush.

Swoosh.

After thinking everything through, Chen Li's body went berserk, and like a sharp sword, he shot out in a certain direction, wanting to leave the battlefield. Since the Limitless Demon Sect had already planned this for a long time, he would definitely not be their opponent.

However, the Everlasting Demon Sect had already prepared this long. How could they let Chen Li escape?

Chen Li was ranked extremely high on the Martial Ancestor Realm. If he was able to kill Chen Li, it would deal a huge blow to the Martial Ancestor Realm.

So today, regardless of whether Chen Li handed over the fruit or not, he must die.

Just as Chen Li shot out, a bloody figure also shot out.

At the same time, a saber light flashed, chopping towards Chen Li from Blood Shadow Person's hand.

"Damn it."

Chen Li threw a punch at the blade light.

He actually used his bare hands to catch the white blade.

BOOM!

A huge energy explosion resounded in all directions, destroying all the plants within a few kilometers.

Chen Li had already lost his chance to escape and landed on the ground.

After suffering such a powerful attack, his fist only had a faint white scar on it, and he wasn't injured at all.

Indeed, as the rumors said, Chen Li's body was comparable to a king level demon beast.

"Medium-grade earth-step Blood Shadow Saber, you are ranked tenth on the Everlasting Demon Sect's Blood Ranking, Luo Dao?"

"That's right. It's me. I wonder if we two brothers will be able to make you stay here today?"

Luo Dao's face was filled with killing intent.

He held a large saber in his hand. This saber was no ordinary weapon. The might of a medium-grade earth-step saber was not to be underestimated.

When Luo Dao admitted his identity, Chen Li frowned. The top ten of the Everlasting Demon Sect's Blood Ranking was very powerful. After experiencing countless battles, even though a few of them were only King's Realm cultivators, they had the strength to fight an Emperor.

At times, realms did not represent one's combat prowess.

Luo Dao and himself should have a 50% chance of winning, but with Luo Hong, the problem would be, his chance of winning was less than 30%.

"Let me test how strong your Blood Shadow Saber is."

Suddenly, Chen Li shot out.

"Nine Extreme Fist."

Chen Li was a medium-grade earth-step martial skill. Chen Li was originally a body cultivator with unparalleled strength, but the Nine Ultimate Fist Art could multiply the power of the fist by several times, and the power of the fist could reach up to 10,000 pounds. With the power of 20,000 pounds at one extreme, 40,000 pounds at three extreme, and 160,000 pounds at four extreme, at the ninth level, one could crush mountains and rivers.

"Bang bang …"

Six consecutive echoes.

Chen Li had actually practiced it to the sixth stage.

In an instant, the entire space was filled with a heavy pressure. Although Luo Hong looked like he was one stage lower than Chen Li, but his combat power was vastly different. Luo Hong was actually suppressed by this pressure to the point where he couldn't move at all.

And the target of Chen Li's attack wasn't him. If it was him, he would undoubtedly die from this attack.

Just the aura alone was enough to make it hard for him to resist.

This was a true expert.

Chen Yao, who was hiding at the side, secretly clucked his tongue. He estimated that if Chen Li were to make a move against him, he would probably be instantly killed.

Even if he used his sword armor and the Universe Sword Sheath, he would at most be able to escape by a fluke.

Indeed, there was a difference between himself and a true expert.

However, Chen Li's strength was truly too strong. He was ranked ninth on the Martial Ranking? But it was enough to compete with the top five swordsmen of the sword faction. This also showed how depressed the sword faction had become over the years.

Chen Yao also secretly made up his mind. His vision was a little longer, and he couldn't just compare himself to the sword faction disciples. He should look at the entire cultivation world, and only then would he be able to reach a higher position.

"..."

In the past, when the pressure that weighed millions of jins was like a heavy tide, Luo Dao crazily waved the huge saber in his hand.

Although his saber arts were domineering, his speed was also very fast.

He actually managed to separate the pressure and remove it bit by bit.

What a nimble way to deflect the force.

Chen Yao's eyes were wide open as he observed the battle. He would definitely be able to gain a lot of insights and understand some of the trump cards of the disciples of the Everlasting Demon Sect and Martial Sect.

When half of the pressure was removed, Luo Hong finally had the ability to move and immediately rushed towards Chen Li.

The two of them attacked Chen Li from the front and back.

Although Chen Li's body was strong and he was strong, when it came to things like killing, he was not as proficient as the people from the Boundless Demon Sect. Although Chen Li's body was strong and he was strong, when it came to things like killing, he was not as proficient as the people from the Limitless Demon Sect.

Gradually, Chen Li fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Swish."

There were many wounds on their bodies and blood was flowing out. Although the Luo brothers were also injured, their situation was much better than Chen Li's.

If this continued, Chen Li would only be slowly eaten by the two, grinded to death.

"That's not right."

All of a sudden, Chen Li felt weak. He felt dizzy and his true energy was circulating erratically.

"The poison on the blade? "Shameless."

Chen Li raged.

"Shameless?" Luo Dao laughed out loud, "It's too difficult to kill you, we can only use some small methods. Besides, my Limitless Demon Sect only wants the result, without asking the process, as long as you die, I will be able to become famous in the Divine Lands."

"You're courting death."

Chen Li went crazy. Since he knew he was going to die for sure, he couldn't let the Luo brothers off easy. He completely gave up on defense, grabbing onto Luo Hong's neck.

Then, he moved his head towards Luo Hong's head.

"Thud." With a sound, Luo Hong's brain immediately burst, he died too miserably, this was too bloody, however Chen Li's body was too strong.

"Little brother."

Luo Hong died miserably and Luo Dao flew into a rage. At this moment, Chen Li also gave up on defense, so in the next moment, Luo Dao fiercely stabbed Chen Li's chest.

"Puchi."

Blood spurted out from Chen Li's chest.

However, Chen Li did not retreat. Instead, he took a step back. The knife was stabbed deeper into the ground, and more blood flowed out. However, Chen Li had already arrived before Luo Dao.

Without the slightest hesitation, he used the last bit of strength he had left in his body and threw both of his fists toward Luo Dao's chest.

Luo Dao was still holding onto his saber, and he was sent flying along with it.

At the same time, Chen Li fell into a pool of blood, struggling on the brink of death.

"Hmph, Chen Li died because of you. Wang Ji's life is mine now."

Luo Dao was severely injured, but he was still able to keep his life. Although Chen Li had shattered his bones, the winner today was still his.

The loser must die.

He raised the overbearing blade in his hand and walked up to Chen Li's side, raising the broadsword high into the air.

He was about to have his head drop to the ground.

Chen Li's eyes were filled with an intense unwillingness. He could die, but he couldn't die in such a miserable manner.

However, at this moment, a bright sword light flashed across their eyes.