She is Jianxiu

This demon cultivator was tall and strong, with fangs protruding from his mouth, and brown hair on his ears and neck, which seemed to be considered beautiful in the Quya clan.

"Zhao Yan Zhao Chun." She stepped forward a few steps, stepped in the middle of the hall, and bowed her hands to Yaoxiu.

Seeing that she had given her name, the other party couldn't keep silent, so he bowed his hands in a mannered manner, and said in a low voice, "My name is Mantai!"

He stood opposite to Zhao Chun, each occupying one side of the battle platform, he clenched his fists, but after Zhao Chun didn't see any action, he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going to draw your sword?"

"No need." Zhao Chun shook his robe sleeves, bowed his head and nodded.

As soon as this remark came out, not only Man Tai was unhappy, but also the rest of the Qu Ya clan.

"In terms of strength, Mantai is indeed not the strongest among us, but this person's attitude is a bit too arrogant!" The genius of the Quya tribe sat cross-legged on the spot at the bottom, and his face suddenly changed when he heard the words. We whispered together.

In order to give the human monks who came here to seek medicine a disarm, all of the people selected so far are brave and well-known Qu Ya tribe.They are not like human monks who can practice with their eyes closed. There are countless monsters in Congzhou, and they are constantly at odds with each other. It is quite common to conquer and strife, so all the monsters in the clan are fighting. The brave men who grew up in the middle school, seeing Zhao Chun look down on Man Tai so much, they are as embarrassed as if they were humiliated.

The demon master of the Quya clan sitting on top looked at the two demon kings for a few times, and when his gaze fell on Zhao Chun again, it contained a bit of deep meaning.

You must know that demon cultivators have always been famous for their physical strength, and they have the advantage of blood inheritance. In terms of the practice of physique and qi and blood, they are often compared by others, and even human body cultivation is rare. Compared with demon cultivators in terms of blood, even if swordsmanship cultivators can be regarded as physically strong among all dao, they don't think Zhao Chun can beat Mantai with this dao.

What's more, the Quya tribe is the descendant of the giant rushing wolf. In terms of flesh and blood, they can even rank in the top ten among the monsters in Congzhou!

After thinking about it for a second, the Yaozun of the Quya Clan couldn't help thinking in his heart, Goddess Qingzhi led her to Jinhewan, could it be that she wanted to use the hand of our genius to frustrate Zhao Chun's spirit, lest she be too sharp Can't show up?
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. After all, all geniuses in the world have to go through some hardships in order to forge ahead and grow.

Zhao Chun didn't realize that there was already a wonderful idea in the heart of Quya Yaozu, she just stared at Mantai, her whole body was like a sword in its sheath.

The face of the other side was flushed, and there were several blue veins in the hair on the neck that were pulsating. With the stimulation of blood, the ends of the limbs gradually showed a beast-like posture.

"Look!" He yelled loudly, and when he waved his palm towards Zhao Chun, waves like ripples appeared around him, making his burly figure suddenly appear a bit illusory.

The demon cultivator is a natural Taoist monk, with a majestic body and collapsed strength, even the speed of his strikes is astonishingly fast and unfathomable. With the eyesight of all the demons, he can only see an afterimage passing by, but in the blink of an eye , and asked Man Tai to attack Zhao Chun with Shui Bo!

At this moment, she stretched out her hand, broke the water waves directly with force, twisted Mantai's arm, and then punched the opponent's chest with all her strength. There was a muffled sound under the punch, and the next moment was Mantai's trembling wailing, and the sound of flying out and hitting the ground.

Zhao Chun retracted his fist and looked forward together with all the monsters.

Man Tai's mouth and nose were sprayed with blood, and his chest had sunken into a pit. At this moment, only his fingers were still moving slightly, showing a weak appearance about to die.

However, she also knew that the Yaozu's physical body was strong, and if it wasn't for beheading and amputating limbs, the rest of the visceral wounds could be healed back. Death is still far away.

Of course, Qu Ya Clan Yaozun understands this truth better than Zhao Chun, but seeing him beat Man Tai so hard that he can't fight back still gave him a great shock.

The fact that the sword repairer does not move the sword means that Zhao Chun has not put all his strength out... Really, I have underestimated her!
Several servants came forward and carried Mantai down, the blood left on the battle platform was like a knife piercing everyone's heart, making people's breathing tight for no reason.

"Next." Zhao Chun's voice was steady and calm, like a death knell.

The monster Xiugu of the Quya clan is in a serious mood, but he is not a person who is afraid of fighting. A Mantai is not a big deal. Many of them are stronger than Mantai, and they may not be able to defeat the person in front of them today.

"I'm coming!" Suddenly a demon cultivator stood up. Judging from her appearance, she should be a rather rough banshee, with a tall frame and a strong figure. There is a red mark, which is a characteristic used by the Quya tribe to distinguish between male and female.

As soon as she stepped forward, she first reported her family name as Xinzi.The meaning of this name in the ancient language of Yaozu is scimitar.

"Mantai underestimated you, that's why you lost so badly, but I won't. In this battle, I should use all my strength to fight you!" Xinzi raised his eyebrows, and immediately jumped down on the ground, turning into a A giant wolf, its back hair is black and blue, while its limbs and underbelly are soft and white. There is a red mark on the wolf's eyes, matching the human figure.

The demon cultivator turned into a human form just for the convenience of communication. When it comes to fighting with humans, the original form is more powerful.

Man Tai didn't know Zhao Chun's details when he made the move, so he didn't immediately transform into his original form. The monsters thought that he hadn't displayed all his strength, so they felt it was a pity.

Only the Yaozun and the two Yaowangs saw the difference in strength between the two sides, and they felt very frightened.

Xinzi thought that after he transformed into his original form, he wanted to make Zhao Chun fearful, and then forced the opponent to draw his sword out of its sheath, but he didn't want Zhao Chun to still stand empty-handed, intending to fight her with his bare hands.

"Hey, I'm not such a fool as Mantai!" Seeing that Zhao Pu was unwilling to go out with all his strength, Hindston also gritted his teeth, pushed his front feet forward, and arched his back upwards, his body Like a sharp machete, it draws water waves to flow between the back and abdomen.

The supernatural power of the rushing giant wolf is to ride the wind and waves. When it is strong, it can run the water like a stream, which is better than the water-walking monks. Although the current Quya tribe has lost the blood-line supernatural power, they can also gather the water-flowing aura as an offensive and defensive method, not just using the physical body Overcome the enemy.

Xin Zi thought that this time Zhao Chun also wanted to use countermeasures, but unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly became violent, and directly raised a palm to slap himself.She only saw a golden-red light as bright as the rising sun, and after a moment of trance, there was the crisp sound of bones cracking, accompanied by violent movements like the sky collapsing...

"next."

Zhao Chun waved his sleeves, brushed aside the body of the giant wolf lying on the ground, and when he raised his eyes to meet the monsters, he couldn't see the slightest hint of teasing or contempt.