Chapter 307: Evil-hearted

Wen Rugu and the ghost landed on the field at the same time. One was dressed in white and elegant like jade, while the other exuded a terrifying demonic aura. He was as thin as a withered bone, dark and weird. The chains on his hands kept colliding and making terrifying sounds, like a ghost that was seducing and killing people.

His name was really right. One person and one demon stood facing each other quietly. A cold breath filled the air between them. Wen Rugu's aura seemed gentle but was actually cold. Even the air became cooler than usual.

"If he was here in the summer, there would be no need for air conditioning."

Jiang Yang said in a low voice, attracting the attention of others, and immediately shut up. At such an important moment, it is better not to speak.

"Yunmiao Sect, eldest disciple Wen Rugu."

Wen Rugu introduced himself elegantly. He put his hand on the handle of the cold snow sword, curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The eyes of the ghost were dark. As soon as Wen Rugu finished speaking, he really turned into a ghost, with a heavy figure, as if he was still in the same place.

But the ghost suddenly appeared behind Wen Rugu, and the clanging sound completely disappeared. He raised the sickle and chopped it hard at Wen Rugu's neck.

"Dangdang--!"

The sound of cold weapons colliding was extremely loud, and the cold snow spread out, and countless pieces of ice flew away. The cold snow sword blocked the terrifying sickle without knowing when.

However, the ghost's expression did not change at all, and he remained unmoved. His thin arms suddenly smashed down, knocking Wen Rugu away in one fell swoop. The demonic energy was released towards him, exploding and smashing into the ground.

The onlookers immediately widened their eyes and were stunned. Could the thin demon be so terrifying?

Wen Rugu was the first on the Tianjiao list, a cultivator in the Spiritual Dispersion Stage who could challenge higher-level opponents!

Although they knew that a demon should not be judged by appearance, the power that was strong enough to blow Wen Rugu away was still too terrifying for them!

"This... this first game won't be lost, right?"

Someone had already asked cautiously. They were more or less nervous because they were beaten so badly at the beginning.

"What are you thinking? This has just begun!"

Someone said disapprovingly.

"That's right, it was that guy who sneaked up on us just now!"

Someone expressed his opinion somewhat dissatisfiedly. Wen Rugu was still introducing himself, and the other party suddenly attacked. Isn't this a sneak attack?

"...Okay, don't be so embarrassed!"

The demons didn't come to do charity for them, they came to invade them, what sneak attack is it now? They didn't have good intentions in the first place, so how could they talk about anything else?

"The first match has just started, and you're already worried. You really feel bad. Look over there, they're all so arrogant and don't say anything!"

Someone pointed directly at where Sheng Sheng and the others were. They were either sitting cross-legged on the floor or taking out chairs and sitting in their respective seats. No one was serious. Some even took out melon seeds and started to eat them leisurely.

Feng Budu took a handful of melon seeds from Sheng Sheng, and said happily while eating them, "Wen Rugu must be very happy now!" It's been

a long time since he met such a strong master. According to his nature, if he doesn't enjoy it, he will get this spot in vain.

"I bet half an hour!" Chen Changsheng slapped out a handful of melon seeds, with a serious face, "At least half an hour!"

Feng Budu glanced at him: "You bet with me, then I guess more than one hour, within three hours!"

"Hehe, at least half a day should be enough!"

Luo Mingyin slapped the table that Chen Changsheng brought out, making the melon seeds fly, with a crazy smile on his face: "If you want to bet, bet big, how about giving out your quota?"

He looked impatient, leaving everyone speechless. He was so belligerent to this extent that it was really funny and exaggerated!

"Stay away, don't interfere with our bet." Feng Budu patted him and told him to get out.

Chen Changsheng simply ignored Luo Mingyin's existence, "Then come and bet on melon seeds or not, warmongers, get out of here!"

"Two childish ghosts."

Fairy Mingyue lifted her hair dignifiedly and elegantly, ignoring the two lunatics, thinking that no one would pay attention to them, but the next second she saw other people taking out all kinds of small things.

From small things bought on the street that ordinary people would not look down on, to big things like Zhang Chenchen taking out the whisk he got from his elders.

"No, you guys are too weird!"

Even Jiang Yang on the side was dumbfounded. Isn't the most important first game going on now?

Why did everyone suddenly not watch the battle between Wen Rugu and the ghost, but instead started a weird gambling game?

"Haha, there's nothing to see. Next, I suggest you don't watch it. Of course, even if you want to watch it, you can't see it." Chen Changsheng laughed and opened a bet.

Jiang Yang: "..."

Why do I feel like I'm being looked down upon?

Suddenly I feel so angry!

Shengsheng patted her and whispered, "Actually, Third Senior Brother is right. You may not be able to keep up with the speed next."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Jiang Yang looked at the field with some dissatisfaction. However, just as Shengsheng said, the speed was too fast, terrifyingly fast.

The dark demonic energy lingered on the entire competition stage. She couldn't see the shadow of the ghost at all, let alone the shadow of Wen Rugu.

All that could be seen was the sound of "crackling", the cold ice spreading from the ground, and occasionally a flash of metal collision flashed in the air, and after the explosion, it became extremely dazzling.

A white figure was a little dazzling, and the cold snow knife turned into ice and snow and fell, freezing everything before it touched anyone.

The ghost's movements were a little slow, and his feet were frozen by countless ice. Even if he quickly broke free, Wen Rugu immediately approached him. His gentle and cold face looked extremely contradictory. The cold knife cut off his arm, and with a snap, it completely shattered to the ground.

"Don't be too slow, or the next time it will be your brain that will be chopped off."

Wen Rugu smiled gently and elegantly, but his eyes were deep and terrifying. Every move he made seemed to be a life-threatening move, but he also left a little life. He was not in a hurry to fight desperately with the opponent, as if he was enjoying this battle very much!

The ghost's expression became more and more terrifying and cold, and he hadn't really done anything yet. However, Wen Rugu's behavior was too provocative. Not to mention that he was angry, even Luo Yuyang's pupils shrank when he saw it.

To this day, she still hasn't forgotten the demon general Yun Fei who died at the hands of Wen Rugu. Even his head was chopped off by Wen Rugu and trampled on at will!

She was immediately in great pain. Although she looked gentle, her heart was even more vicious than the demons.