When the prince arrives, he naturally has to sit in the upper seat, which has nothing to do with martial arts.

Next game.

"Demon Sect Demon Seven, fight against Dao Sect Ji Ping!"

"It's another crush!" Liu Changsheng thought secretly.

Everyone has already understood the martial arts of the Demon Thirteen. Demon Seven is the best among Demon Thirteen and the strongest. It is rumored that its strength is far above other Demon Thirteen.

Ji Ping's record is the same as his name, and he is usually a move to beat his opponent every time.

Every time?

Liu Changsheng was suddenly stunned. The opponents Ji Ping encountered were both high and low in martial arts. How could they all win by being a little stronger than the opponent?

"This Taoist disciple cannot hide his strength!"

In fact, it is not just Liu Changsheng, but everyone on Gao Zu has seen it.

Ji Ping is not old, about twenty years old, with a pair of fox eyes, and always has a smile on his face, and a loose Taoist robe that flutters in the wind.

Mo Qi, dressed in black, came to the arena.

"Demon Sect, Demon Seven!"

"Dao Sect, Ji Ping!"

"Start!" Liu Changsheng shouted loudly, and the competition officially began.

The prince Long Sheng on the high throne looked at the Demon Seven on the ring and couldn't help but secretly envy the Demons. The Demons are young at the age of thirteen and have extraordinary martial arts. If they can use them for their own use...

Thinking of this, Long Sheng set his sight on Xingchen: "We have to start with this woman!"

...

The strong wind blew on the face.

The Demon Qi flashed and had already arrived in front of Ji Ping and punched Ji Ping in the head.

Ji Ping took a step back, stretched out his palm, blocking Mo Qi's heavy punch.

At the same time, his whole arm shrank back and his feet were stomping on the ground.

Ji Ping slapped Mo Qi's chest with his other hand. Mo Qi placed his arm across his chest, preparing to block the attack.

After all, I have the Xuantian Immortal Art to protect me, so I think this Ji Ping can't hurt me.

However, just as Mo Qi's arm and Ji Ping's palms met, Mo Qi felt a wave of overwhelming force spurting out from the other party's palm, and his entire body was actually pushed out by this huge palm force two feet away.

Thousands of people present were in an uproar.

No one expected that this seemingly ordinary young Taoist priest would force the Demon Seven back with one move.

"This is..." Xing Chen frowned and saw the clues.

Mo Qi's pupils contracted, and he didn't expect that the other party's palm power would be so strong.

"Although it is very strong, the internal force of this palm just now is not like the internal force of the Taoist sect, but instead..."

"Brother, the punch is so powerful!" Ji Ping shook his hand that he took the seventh level of demon punch and said.

Mo Qi moved his feet and punched Ji Ping in the chest.

Ji Ping's arms were together and blocked the punch. At the same time, Ji Ping kicked Mo Qi's calf.

Mo Qi also stretched out his legs and kicked them together.

"Bang!"

This time, the Demon Seven still flew backwards.

Mo Qi flipped a somersault in the air and fell down.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Mo Qi rushed over for the third time and punched Ji Ping on the shoulder.

Ji Ping drooped his shoulders and elbows, using his shoulders to block the demon Qiyi punch.

But this time, Ji Ping's shoulders touched Mo Qi's fist, and he looked surprised!

"you……"

Mo Qi's other hand suddenly slammed Ji Ping's head.

This punch was too fast. Ji Ping was in a hurry and rolled around and narrowly avoided the punch.

"I know what tricks you'll do!" Mo Qi said with his hands behind his back.

Ji Ping smiled bitterly: "That's really not good!"

"Borrow the power!" Mo Qi said calmly: "Use my power to hit myself! I was very surprised when I was in the first punch, why your skills were not like the Taoist sect, but like the Magic sect. Now I know that your palm just now merged with my first punch and your own internal strength would naturally be stronger than me, and the same was true for the second punch. However, when I was in the third punch, I didn't use any internal force on the fist, so you couldn't stop my fourth punch, so you could only panic and trap me."

"I didn't expect that after only three moves, Brother Demon Seven took out my old foundation?" Ji Ping smiled, without any panic expression: "Then how are you going to deal with it?"

"Haha, from the martial arts conference to today, I have never used my own weapons. How about it? I will open your eyes today!" Mo Qi smiled.

The smile on Ji Ping's face gradually disappeared and his face became very serious.

The demon Qi's wrist shook, and five cold lights shot towards Ji Ping.

"Hidden weapon?" Ji Ping was shocked. Although his ability to borrow strength is very magical in today's martial arts world, there is a limit after all, and it is impossible to borrow strength infinitely.

The hidden weapon has already left the original user's body and cannot borrow power from a small hidden weapon.

Thinking of this, Ji Ping drew out his long sword, and Jian Ruoyoulong blocked several "hidden weapons!"

Just as Ji Ping was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the five hidden weapons actually circled and flew back.

At this moment, everyone in the audience couldn't sit still.

"This is to use energy to control things!"

"No, look at the shape of the hidden weapon, it looks like a small pocket sword. This is clearly the legendary sword immortal!"

...

On a high seat.

Prince Longsheng looked excited.

Nangong Tao was shocked.

Although Mr. Zhang of the Heavenly Palace was shocked at first, he seemed to find something later. He squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the end of the Demon Qi's finger.

Just like Mr. Zhang, Master Qiu Ming stared at the end of Mo Qi's fingers, but his martial arts skills were still quite different from Mr. Zhang, so he could only barely see a clue.

At this time, Ji Ping had already discovered the secret of this so-called "flying sword".

The Demon Qi had five very thin silk threads tied to the base of his fingers, which were almost invisible to the naked eye, and were transparent, and could hardly be seen in the sun.

Just now, Ji Ping accidentally cut a sword at the "Flying Sword" and realized that it was controlled by silk thread.

It's useless to know. The length of the silk thread is five meters. Ji Ping is now like competing with five masters at the same time. If he is not careful, he will be dismembered in an instant.

Moreover, I don’t know what material this kind of silk thread is, and ordinary swords cannot hurt it at all.

Xingchen smiled wickedly. This was the spider silk spit out by the iron spider. There was nothing on this planet that could cut off the iron spider's spider's spider.

I really don’t know how these iron spiders evolved into the ability to spin silk, Xingchen himself didn’t.

Ji Ping was forced to the edge of the ring in an instant. He didn't dare to get close to Demon Seven or Five meters. You should know that the cutting ability of these spider silks is still far above the small sword.

"Try it!" Ji Ping waved his hand, and the long sword flew out of his hand, and flew towards Mo Qi.

Mo Qi waved his other hand again, and five small swords flew out, and the long sword in the air was cut into six pieces.

Ji Ping smiled bitterly: "I admit defeat!"

Mo Qi smiled slightly, shook his hands, and ten small swords returned to his sleeves.

"I'm giving in!" Mo Qi turned around and left the arena.

"I am really worthy of being the number one person in the Thirteenth Demon. I still have such a killer move! I lost it without any worries!" Ji Ping said.

There was cheering under the ring.

This game is very exciting, both Ji Ping's leverage and Demon Seven's "Flying Sword".

Liu Changsheng wiped it

I wiped my sweat. I thought my martial arts could not be the top in the martial arts world today, and I must be a first-class expert, but these juniors are a bit scary!

"I didn't expect that there are such talents in your Taoist sect! Borrowing strength to fight! Not bad, not bad!" Xingchen said to Master Qiu Ming.

"I didn't expect that this child could actually use his strength to play to this level. However, you have seen the limits and need to be improved! If there were no uncles of the junior master, Ji Ping would almost be the next head of the Taoist sect! But uncles of the junior master's talent is really terrifying, you have seen it too! As a result, this child can only retreat from the heir of the chief sect to the candidate of the heir of the chief sect!" said Master Qiu Ming.

"The next game is also the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect has produced many talents. If it is less than ten years, it will definitely unify the world!" Long Sheng said without leaving any trace.

Zhenren Qiu Ming and Mr. Zhang had no reaction, while Nangong Tao narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Buddhist abbot's face was gloomy.

"Marty Bai, do you know that Your Majesty is seriously ill?" asked the rich man Long Sheng.

"I know a little bit! I hope Your Majesty can recover soon!" Bai Yexue said.
To be continued...