Chapter 834: Demonic Master

With a roar, the axe with power fluctuations rose into the air, shining with a shocking light. The axe blade was like snow, the axe body was like a mountain, and it was cold and cold, like an iceberg pressing down on Shen Zheng.

To be honest, Shen Zheng didn't feel anything about this seemingly powerful blow, but this time was different from the previous duel. Under the surveillance of Moyun Zhanjun, he didn't dare to show his strength too much.

Immediately, he pretended to be surprised by the opponent's axe power, and hurriedly retreated, while summoning the Meteoric Sword from the space insect core.

Before the sword appeared, he had already controlled the power in the sword, hiding the power of the other three creators, and only using the power of the creator of the Holy Demon Realm.

When the sword appeared, it only flowed with the breath of the Holy Demon, exuding the power of the Holy Demon, and did not arouse anyone's suspicion. [

"It's too late to call out the weapon now!" Zhan Zhoumeng laughed loudly, and the axe was like a rainbow, slashing down around Shen Zheng continuously. Shen Zheng pretended to be barely coping, swinging his sword and fighting with Zhan Zhoumeng casually.

After a while, the masters felt that the fight between the two was not good, so they all chatted with the people around them. Even the great emperor Moyun Zhanjun casually took the wine handed by the maid and tasted it slowly, and talked and laughed with the chief guard beside him.

Realizing this, Shen Zheng smiled. This is exactly what he wanted.

Gradually, he increased his strength and slowly fought from disadvantage to tie. Zhan Zhoumeng didn't expect that Baisheng Tianfeng had such a method. His brows were deeply locked, and he no longer said those useless nonsense, but just fought with one axe faster than another.

Shen Zheng added strength little by little, creating the surface effect that Baisheng Tianfeng gradually closed the distance with his opponent with his tenacious perseverance, and then slowly gained the upper hand, and finally slashed Zhan Zhoumeng's wrist with a knife, and at the same time kicked him more than ten times with his feet, directly kicking him to the ground and smashing a big hole.

Zhan Zhoumeng was lying in the pit, staring at Shen Zheng in the air with his eyes wide open. A force was destroying his body, and in a moment, it took his life. His head drooped to one side, and his eyes were wide open until his death, as if he couldn't believe that he would die at the hands of such a remote rural family.

"The winner is the Burning Demon Star Region, the Hundred Saints Family, and the Hundred Saints Tianfeng!"

After the referee announced the result loudly, the strong men lowered their heads and casually said, and then gave a few applause that was purely for the occasion.

Shen Zheng pretended to shout excitedly a few times, and then returned to the contestants' viewing seats.

The competition continued, and some real masters gradually appeared. However, these masters were just so-so in Shen Zheng's eyes. It was not until the twentieth competition, which was the last round of the first round, that Shen Zheng was moved.

In that competition, the imperial side sent a person who looked a bit like Moyun Zhanjun. He also had strong muscles, wearing golden armor, with sharp horns facing the sky. He walked slowly, and he actually had a bit of the demeanor of a king. When he came out, Shen Zheng noticed that the Demon Cloud War Lord in the sky immediately cast a concerned look at him and smiled at him. When the referee called out his name, Shen Zheng was sure of one thing - this person named Mo Guangcuo must be the royal blood of the Demon Empire.

"This is the nephew of the emperor!" At this time, he heard the contestants next to him talking. "I heard that he is a super genius that is rarely seen in our empire. His strength is almost not inferior to that of the emperor."

"He actually came to the competition? According to his ability, he can directly become a competitor for the commander."

"Maybe the royal family deliberately wants to show fairness."

"It may also be that he wants him to show his true strength in front of the public, so that everyone will be truly convinced."

There were discussions.

Shen Zheng listened to these discussions quietly, and his eyes were cast below. Unlike these people, as a top master with a god-like existence, he can clearly sense the aura emitted by his peers, so he can know the power of Demon Cloud War Lord at a glance, and also the power of Mo Guangcuo.

Of course, it is not difficult for such a master to conceal such a powerful aura and not be noticed by anyone. For example, Shen Zheng is doing this now. If he wants to hide it deliberately, even Moyun Zhanjun cannot detect it when he is fighting.

But Moyun Zhanjun and Mo Guangcuo are in their own country, so of course they don’t need to hide their strength, but they can let everyone see it at a glance. [

The one who fought with Mo Guangcuo was a descendant of the Quanshi family, a prominent family in the empire, named Quanshi Jinhua. Shen Zheng heard the discussion of the people around him and knew that this person was also a famous genius. But he carefully sensed that he could not sense any difference in this person, and immediately understood that Quanshi Jinhua must have hidden his strength to catch Mo Guangcuo off guard.

At the beginning of the fight between the two, Mo Guangcuo did not take action, but just sneered at the other party: "Quanshi Jinhua, I know you want me to underestimate the enemy and catch me off guard. But have you ever thought about it? Since you are a genius praised by the world, you only reveal such a little aura, and anyone can think that you are hiding your strength! How can I underestimate you? You are so incomplete in wisdom, you can be a general, but you are much worse as a marshal. How about this, you automatically admit defeat, and we can still be friends in private, how about it?"

"Let's talk about it after the fight." Quanshi Jinhua smiled lightly, his tone calm.

"Looking for death!" Mo Guangcuo's face immediately became cold, and he rushed forward suddenly. He opened his palm and a curved long sword appeared in his hand.

Quanshi Jinhua smiled faintly, and when he waved his hand, a purple long stick surrounded by lightning appeared in his hand. He shook the stick and transformed it into thousands of lightning shadows, and rushed up.

His calmness formed a sharp contrast with Mo Guangcuo's aura. Everyone couldn't help but concentrate and watch this fight between dragons and tigers.

As soon as the two fought, the aura in the secret realm was already flying and fluctuating. Although their deliberately suppressed power did not pose a threat to the spectators in the sky far away, their momentum was still amazing. For a while, the two fought evenly, fiercely, and extremely well.

One by one, the strong men watched intently, showing either excited or amazed eyes, while Shen Zheng frowned tightly under the protection of the helmet.

These two guys are very powerful, but relatively speaking, Shen Zheng feels that Quanshi Jinhua is weaker. But even for this weaker guy, Shen Zheng thought that if he didn't join forces with the Water and Fire Secret Realm, he would have to join forces with the two Creators to barely win.

If such a powerful guy led the army into the Source Realm, it would be a huge threat to any country. At that time, if the countries in the Source Realm had not united, then there would be danger.

These strong men cannot be left!

Shen Zheng's eyes became cold, and the killing intent had quietly grown in his heart.

He had already found out that the champion of this competition would certainly become a contender for the expeditionary commander, but the top ten could also follow him to the secret realm of the Holy Demon Royal Family to compete with the strong men of the Holy Clan Empire for the position of general.

The Demon Clan Empire already has such talents, and the Holy Clan Empire must also have such super strong people. Shen Zheng decided that he would enter the top ten, so that he could sneak into the finals. After finding out who the strong men of the two clans were, he could kill them and let a talent from the Holy Demon Realm wither.

Choose the strongest to lead the army and attack my source world? Forget it, just think of you helping me choose the strongest in the Holy Demon Realm so that I can give him a ticket to the hell through train!

Shen Zheng's eyes were cold and full of murderous intent. Fortunately, there was the Holy Demon Armor to block it, and no one could reach him.

On the battlefield, the two fought more and more fiercely, and Quanshi Jinhua gradually lost his previous calmness. Although Mo Guangcuo suppressed his power and did not explode completely, it was still extremely amazing. The arc-shaped knife brought about a monstrous force and constantly impacted his purple thunder power. In front of this power, the lightning flickered, as if it was a candle that could be extinguished at any time in the wind.

Finally, Quanshi Jinhua could no longer hold on, and his expression became fierce. As the long stick whistled, he gradually exerted a stronger force.

Holy Demon Forbidden Law!

"Boy, do you think you are the only one who can use the Holy Demon Forbidden Law?" Mo Guangcuo laughed, "Since you have used such power, I will accompany you to the end!"

Instantly, a stronger power surged in his body, and it was superimposed on him, making his strength doubled several times. He roared and swung the curved knife into a ball of chaotic light, forming a world of knife light, completely surrounding the two of them.

The purple thunders struggled in the knife light, but became weaker and weaker. Finally, with a scream, a human head flew out of the world of knife light, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times before it stopped moving. [

The world of knife light immediately closed, and Mo Guangcuo stood there with a grim smile. In front of him was the corpse of Quanshi Jinhua. After twitching a few times, it fell backwards with a bang.

"I said it long ago, admit defeat, we can still be friends in private. What a pity." Mo Guangcuo sneered, and after the referee announced his victory, he waved to the cheering crowd above and strode away.

Looking at the corpse of the strong man, Shen Zheng couldn't help but frown: What are these people in the Holy Demon Realm thinking? In such a competition that ends with killing, the final loss is their own talents? Don't they feel sorry at all?

Looking up, all he saw was the joyful eyes of Mo Yun Zhanjun. Shen Zheng was more and more puzzled.

Is it that they want to strike down the civilian forces of the major families in this way?

Or is it that they want to select the truly bloodthirsty killing god in this way?

Thinking of this, Shen Zheng's heart sank.

In this way, their battle strategy for attacking the Source Realm is to kill, slaughter, and destroy!

I will never let you get what you want!

Shen Zheng stared coldly at Mo Guangcuo's back, and the murderous intent in his heart was quietly hidden.

As he walked, Mo Guangcuo suddenly felt a chill on his back, turned around, but didn't feel anything wrong.

Maybe it was the "ghosts" of Jinhua all over the world. He sneered, turned around and walked away.

I am not afraid of you who are alive, so why should I be afraid of you who are dead?

He thought proudly.

But for some reason, he always had a faint worry in his heart.