Rise Of Evil Sword God

"Brother Mao Yongrui, if you don't go, I'll go first." The young man wearing the red defense armor said to the young man in the golden robe in the middle.

The young man in the golden robe smiled and said, "Brother Fan, please."

The young man dressed in red defense armor snorted lightly. His red spear spun, and a red right of fire smashed towards the few young men who were fighting in front of him.

The few people who currently snatching the embroidery ball were not ordinary people. They were all experts as well. They would not be scared away just because the young man with red defense armor let out a cry. Instead, they each carried their own weapons and charged at the young man with the red defense armor.

"What a bunch of overconfident fellows." The young man with red defense armor said with disdain as he waved the red spear in his hand continuously.

Numerous powerful fire dragon roared as they smashed towards the few people who were charging over.

The spirit energies collided with each other, shaking the earth.

The combat strength of that young man with the red defense armor was extraordinary. He held a red spear in his hand, looking like a red war god, either picking, stabbing, or sweeping. Every move he made forced a person back.

He was able to fight seven people alone with ease.

For a moment, the surrounding townspeople all started to praise him.

"He really is worthy of being a genius of the Fan Family. It seems like he has a chance of becoming Great Priest's grandson-in-law!"

"That's right. The Fan Family is also a big family in my city. There are worthy of being the In-laws of the Great Priest."

"That might not be the case. The genius of the Mao clan, Mao Yongrui young master, hasn't made his move yet. He is sword genius, and comprehended second level of sword already."

The intense battle in the arena reached its climax. Those young experts all took out pill one after another and consumed them, greatly increasing their strength.

That young man with the red defense armor seemed to be unable to suppress those seven people.

Just as he was hesitating, refusing to submit to the pill, that tall and robust young man carried a heavy saber and joined the battle circle.

"Hurry up and clean up these trash so that we can have a good fight." The tall young man chose to stand on the side f the young man with the red defense armor and attacked the other seven young men.

"Good!" The young man with a red defense armor responded and increased the firepower.

The battle between two and seven people  was quickly decided. The seven young men were all eliminated by the two of them.

The young man with the red defense armor had consumed a lot of energy. As soon as he stopped, he immediately took out his pill and swallowed it.

Right at this moment, a black shadow flashed like a ghost.

Dozens of power strikes landed on the back of the young man with red defense armor.

A stream of blood splashed out, and the young man with red defense armor flew towards the sea of people.

"Bastard!" A shocking roar was heard. An old man jumped out from the sea of people and hugged the young man with red defense armor.

No one expected that there would be a sneak attack. Moreover, the timing of the sneak attack was quite accurate.

The person who launched the sneak attack was surprisingly the young man who had been sitting cross-legged in the black cloak the entire time.

"Black Sand seal, you evil rat, you actually dare to injure my Fan Family's people." The old man holding the young man with the red defense armor flew up and roared at the young man with the black cloak.

Suddenly, a huge golden palm flew out of the hall and slammed heavily towards the old man from the Fan Family.

The Fan family's elder was slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Fan Zhengzhong, back off. If you dare to interfere in the fight again, I will kill you immediately." A faint voice came from the hall. The old man of the Fan Family stood up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. The anger on his face disappeared completely. Instead, he looked panicked and bowed in the direction of the hall. "I thank Lord Envoy Hu for sparing my life."

Then, the old man from the fan family carried the young man with the red defense armor and left the square in a hurry.

Feng Yun was once again stunned.

The fan family elder just now was an Early-Heaven Profound Realm cultivator, but he was sent flying by a palm.

Looks like that envoy Hu's strength is also quite terrifying to the extreme!

The young man  from the red defense armor was heavily injured by a sneak attack. In the middle of the scene, there were only four young experts left.

Who would win in the end? They still had t rely on their own abilities.

In the middle of the square, other than the Priestess who was on the high platform, there were only four young experts left.

This handsome young man who wore the golden robe was  an expert of the younger generation of the Mao family from one of the big families in Gu Sacrificial City. His name was the Mao Family.

The young man with the white paper fan in his hand was called Yao Shi. His identity was unknown, but he was invited by the Great Priest. He must have a powerful background. Moreover, he was the youngest among the four people on the stage. He was only twenty-one years old. At such a young age, he had reached such a powerful level. He had a great latent.

The tall and mature young man was a young expert from a big family in the nearby city. His name was Mo Hui. A few days later, he would be twenty-six years old. Therefor, he had hit the jackpot this time, allowing him to catch up to the day Priestess chose the emperor's son-in-law. If he was a few days later and was older than twenty-five years old, he would lose his chance to run for the election.

As for the young man with black cloak, his background was unknown. Everyone only knew that his name was Dong He. His combat experience should be very rich, and he was very good at sneak attacks. Before this, Fan Yunru was wearing defense armors, but he was still heavily injured by one of his attacks. This was enough to prove his ability.

Mo Hui, who was fighting against seven young men with Fan Yunru, looked at him with dissatisfaction, "This kind of despicable man who sneak attacked, and injured people are not worthy to fight with us for Priestess. Now, let me kick you out of the arena.

After saying that, Mo Hui stomped his foot and lunged at the young man in black cloak like a ferocious tiger. His fist smashed towards Dong He, like a huge rock falling from the sky.

Dong He looked at Mo Hui and said in disdain, "Hehe, a barbaric bull like you doesn't have the right to ask me to retreat."

He sneered and actually threw a punch at Mo Hui.

"Boom!"

The two of them hit each other with force. Their fists collided and retreated in the blink of an eye.

Mo Hui only took three steps back, while Dong He took a total of six steps back.

The power of this punch was enough to show whose fist was stronger.

"How dare you be so arrogant with this little spirit energy? You lowly one!" Mo Hui's momentum was greatly boosted. He prepared another set of spirit qi and threw it at the Dong He.

Unexpectedly, he had just taken a step when he stopped in his tracks. He looked at his fist, which had already turned pitch black, and said with a furious expression, "You are using poison?"

"A barbering bull is a barbaric bull. Do you not even know the strategy?" Dong He sneered in disdain as he looked at Mo Hui.

Mo Hui suppressed his anger and immediately took out his pill to swallow it.