Since Wu Tumeng was willing to be loyal to Wanyan Aruo, Ling Xiao naturally gave him some benefits.

Make him stronger.

You can't always threaten him.

He also needs to taste some benefits.

In this way, he can be loyal to him from the bottom of his heart.

The seventh place in the Immortal Demon Academy defeated Li Shengnan and he was also injured.

Without confidence, defeat Huoliner again.

So he stepped back.

The sixth place in the Immortal Demon Academy takes the stage.

"The fourth place in your Blood Demon Academy, come and fight me."

Huo Lin'er's face looked ugly.

He has seen the other party's strength.

The overall strength of the Immortal Demon Academy is indeed much stronger than that of the Blood-Colored Demon Academy.

Although the gap is not that big after entering the top ten.

But he was really not sure about this sixth place.

But I can only bite the bullet and go.

boom!

Neither of them talked nonsense and fought directly.

Both of them had actually reached the fourth-level virtual saint.

They are all the resources of emperors.

At the beginning, Huo Lin'er could still play a role with the other party.

But after dozens of moves, the opponent seemed to be familiar with Huo Liner's fighting method.

Completely grasped the advantages.

After hundreds of moves, Huo Lin'er was knocked off the ring by the other party's palm.

He vomited blood in big mouths.

In a mess.

It's embarrassing!

The Blood-Colored Demon Academy ranked fourth, but it couldn't even beat the other person ranked sixth.

And I lost just one hundred moves.

Too embarrassing.

"Defeated! He actually lost!

Like our Blood-colored Demon Academy, the Immortal Demon Academy, has three Supreme Sons.

And even the attributes are similar.

Now, I can only place my hope on the three Supreme Sons.”

"Oh, even the sixth place can beat us fourth.

Wouldn't it meant that there were more than three sons of the Supreme?"

"Impossible!"

The warriors in the Blood-Colored Demon Academy looked bad.

The Blood-colored Martial Saint's face looked even worse.

Today is his birthday.

It would be fine if someone provoked.

The younger generation of the Blood-Colored Demon Academy is not good at it.

Completely crushed by the other party.

This cast a shadow on his long-lasting birthday.

It's really unhappy.

"I'll fight you!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, bringing the blood-colored Martial Saint to his senses.

But when he saw Wu Tu Meng, he frowned slightly.

Why are they from the Wanyan family again?

Wanyan Aruo made him happy for a while before.

Could it be that this time, we have to rely on the Wanyan family to regain their face?

"Wu Tu Meng, stop making trouble, you are no match for him at all!"

Wanyan said strongly.

"Yes, don't embarrass you."

Huoliner also said.

"snort!"

The black soil suddenly rose into the air and landed on the arena.

Without saying a word, he fought with the other party's sixth place.

Win in just a dozen moves!

Wanyan was deeply stunned!

Huo Lin'er was stunned!

The blood-colored Martial Saint was also stunned!

Wu Tumeng was originally ranked tenth on the Tianjiao List.

Although the ranking is not low.

But it's not high.

He actually easily defeated the warrior who defeated Huo Lin'er on the other side.

How could this suddenly become so strong?

"His fighting style is different, and it seems that all his unique skills have been transformed.

Become more concise and practical.

It's more perfect, too."

The head of the Wanyan family smiled.
Chapter completed!