Immortal World Supplier

The first match officially began.

The two sides of the competition are Fang Yi of the human race and Tyrant of the demon race.

When you first step onto the stage, you can feel a strong smell of gunpowder.

No matter what, the battle between the Demon Race and the Human Race has been going on for too long, and the hatred between them has also accumulated to a peak.

No matter when and where, when and where, the battle between them will never stop.

It is already remarkable to be able to guarantee that there is no direct fight.

Now these human monks are all trying their best to watch the demons being hanged and beaten.

Even Fang Yi himself felt boundless excitement in his heart at this moment.

Being able to hammer the Demon Clan under the watchful eyes of everyone, being able to win the first victory for the Human Clan at this time, boosting morale and inspiring people's hearts... This kind of thing is most suitable for teenagers.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

"The human race will win!"

"Come on, come on! The human race will win!"

Now it is the home court of the human race. Compared with the demon race, there are supporters of the human race everywhere. Although they can't play, they can shout wildly from the bottom, hoping to express their hearts through such words.

On the arena, Fang Yi drew out the flying sword, with a calm and indifferent look on his face, his eyes naturally glanced at where Fang Qi was, and then firmly held the flying sword in his hand.

"kill!"

A killing light flickered in Fang's eyes, and then he galloped away like a swooping wild goose.

"Weak humans, die!"

The demon tyrant grinned wildly, shaking his double axes in the air, and when he saw Fang Yi attacking, he grinned instead, as if he thought Fang Yi's attack was a joke.

Clang...

The flying sword and the two-bladed ax collided in the air, a spark flashed, Fang Yi's body stepped back, while the demon tyrant still stood firm, baring his teeth more and more.

"Too weak! The inferior group is destined to be replaced!"

The demon tyrant said very arrogantly, completely ignoring the human race.

Perhaps in their eyes, only their demon race...is the superior race.

Arrogant and arrogant, this is a characteristic of the demons.

"What's the situation? How did you get defeated by one move?"

"Who is this person? Why haven't I heard the name Fang Yi before? Can he do it? No, let him come down quickly, don't embarrass our human race on it!"

"That's right! What did the demons say just now? How dare you laugh at our human race!"

"Grass! Why doesn't Son Adam come? Why doesn't the Holy Maiden worship the moon? Send out an unknown junior... What is Daoist Lu You thinking!"

"Made, just looking at it makes me angry! If I had known earlier, I might as well do it!"

"Hehe... You go? You are not cut across the board? This is at least the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul, you... you are a feather!"

"Fuck! What did you say, brat? Do you dare to say it again, I'll kill you!"

"Hey! Come on! Who is afraid of whom! Who are you!"

As soon as Fang was defeated by one move, it dealt a big blow to the human monks. Many monks simply started fighting among themselves, accusing each other... The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Daoist Lu You, you human monks...is this how you treat warriors? This attitude...doesn't seem to be in line with the noble temperament that your human race promotes..."

"Also...you human monks seem a bit weak..."