Chapter 2629
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Xing Hao versus the Vermilion Bird Holy Son
"The first battle will be between the Star Valley Sanctuary's chief disciple, Xing Hao, and the Vermilion Bird Holy Son!"
"The second battle will be between the Phoenix Clan's Holy Son, Feng Xuyuan, and the Young Master of the Sky Splitting Silver Cicada Clan!"
"The third battle will be between the Cloud Lion Clan's Lion Caodi and the Scarlet Flame Wolf Clan's Patriarch!"
"The fourth battle will be between the True Heaven Sect's Zhu Licheng and the Yellow Heaven Court's Marquis Shenjian and Luo Zheng! After the four battles are over, the winners of the first, second, third, and fourth battles will compete to determine the top two! "
Everyone received the jade talismans and immediately poured their True Yuan into them. After the numbers on the jade talismans appeared, the Elder of the Dragons announced the battle.
"The first battle will now begin. May Young Master Xing Hao and the Vermilion Bird Holy Son enter the stage!"
After the Elder of the Dragons announced the battle, he began to activate the array, and a grand array appeared in the middle of the stage!
Within the array, there were mountains and rivers that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles. There were endless mountains and rivers that flowed through the mountains, stretching from north to south.
The scenery within the array was like an illusion, and it was no different from the real world.
Xing Hao and the Vermilion Bird Holy Son didn't say much. Their figures moved and shot into the stage like lightning, plunging into the mountains and rivers.
"What a picturesque landscape. With this place as your burial ground, I'm sure you're satisfied, right?"
After being called trash by Luo Zheng, Zhu Licheng's face was extremely gloomy. He glared at Luo Zheng and sneered, "To be buried in the Holy Land of the Dragons is also a kind of glory for you. You should thank me properly!"
"You trash, why aren't you refining the pills and recovering your True Yuan?"
Luo Zheng wasn't angry at all. He looked at Zhu Licheng with a smile and said, "Don't be killed by me later. That would be too boring!"
"Brat, you're too arrogant …"
Zhu Licheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He wanted to say something, but Luo Zheng didn't listen at all. He walked away and left him hanging.
The True Heaven Sect was one of the super powers in the Immortal Martial World. Even though it was at the bottom, it still controlled over a hundred domains.
As the Sect Master, Zhu Licheng was an absolute supreme existence in the True Qian Sect. He had never been disregarded like this before.
"This time, I will definitely kill this kid and tear him into pieces!"
At this time, he was unable to restrain his anger. His eyes were fixed on Luo Zheng as if they were about to spit out flames.
In the arena, Xing Hao and the Vermilion Bird Holy Son stood opposite each other on top of a mountain.
"Vermillion Bird Holy Son, you are no match for me. Admit defeat!"
Xing Hao looked at the Vermilion Bird Saint indifferently. His gaze was as indifferent as ever, and he looked down on everyone.
"Xinghao, I know you're strong, but I'm not weak either. It's impossible for me to admit defeat without a fight!"
The Vermilion Bird Holy Son said coldly.
Suddenly, his body moved and turned into a huge scarlet bird. He charged towards Xing Hao.
When the giant crimson bird spread its wings, they were several hundred feet wide. The feathers on its body were all crimson flames.
As it flew, the Vermilion Bird was like a flaming rainbow that cut through the sky. Its speed was unparalleled.
"What a fast speed. It seems like the Vermilion Bird Holy Son knows Xing Hao's cultivation is terrifying. He is going all out in his true form!"
"The Vermilion Bird Holy Son's talent is indeed amazing. Unfortunately, his cultivation is only in the early Profound Heavens Realm. He is not strong enough!"
"Xing Hao's strength is definitely above the Vermilion Bird Holy Son's. The only way is for him to fight with all his strength. There is still hope!"
Many people exclaimed when they saw the Vermilion Bird Holy Son transform into his true form.
However, the spectators this time were rare peerless experts in the Immortal Martial World.
Most of them could see that the Vermilion Bird Holy Son's chances of defeating Xing Hao were extremely slim!
"Vermilion Bird Holy Son, your talent is not bad. Your speed is also fast. Why don't you be my mount?"
Seeing the Vermilion Bird charging towards him aggressively, Xing Hao was extremely relaxed. He said with a smile, "I can guarantee that when I enter the Divine Realm in the future, I will bring you along. Otherwise, with your talent, it is almost impossible for you to cultivate to the peak of the Heavenly Dao Realm! "
"What? This Xing Hao is going too far!"
"What does he take the Vermilion Bird Tribe for?"
"Does he think that he can ignore the Vermilion Bird Tribe just because he has the support of the Star Valley Sanctuary?"
A few Vermilion Bird experts in the Conference Hall were immediately enraged.
Many of the Demon Race's faces also changed. Their anger soared to the sky. Even some experts from the Human Race found it unbelievable and showed dissatisfaction.
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One had to know that the voices in the arena array were directly transmitted to the Conference Hall. Therefore, all the voices in the array would enter everyone's ears without missing a word.
Although the Vermilion Bird Tribe was inferior to the Phoenixes, Dragons, Taoties, and Qilins, they were only slightly inferior. They were extremely prestigious among the Demon Race.
If Xing Hao really dared to take the Vermilion Bird Holy Son as his mount, it would be a great humiliation to all the Demon Race.
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