In the death arena, a group of people are concentrating on renovating the floor of the ring and putting on new clothes for the vicissitudes of the ring. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the end of the day, the floor in the ring had been renovated, and some of the formation mages were still busy, only because there were a few mistakes in the defensive formation.

After repairing the formation, the mage withdrew from the ring, waiting for the dawn to come, and at the same time waiting for the battle to come.

In the dead of night, Li Yifeng was swallowing pills in his personal secret room to speed up the recovery of his mana, and after winning two thousand consecutive victories, it would become more and more difficult with each victory in the future, and one more mana would give him more hope of victory.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Li Yifeng spat out a mouthful of dark black blood, it seemed that the pill had become resistant to himself, so he had no choice but to secretly take out two spirit stones and hold them in his hand, so as to restore the mana that had consumed a lot.

At dawn, the monks fill the arena early, in order to gain enlightenment from the arena, or to obtain spirit stones, or to obtain something, in short, each with its own purpose.

At this time, the arena was not dead, some people were discussing who would win and who would lose, some people were discussing how many games Li Yifeng would win in a row, and even more discussing Li Yifeng's exercises.

"Let's wait for a long time, the ring has been renovated by professionals, and it will not be damaged lightly, and today is a special day, because there are many heroes who have recommended themselves to play."

Although everyone already knows the news, there are still some people who are not well-informed and excited, and the atmosphere is increasing instead of decreasing.

Just when everyone was talking, a figure stepped into the arena, and every step of this person tugged at everyone's heartstrings, this person was Li Yifeng.

The scar on the left side of Li Yifeng's face looks so special, as if it gives people a sense of oppression, and the black suit is even more different from the monk.

At this time, without the narrator's introduction, a white figure stepped directly into the ring.

"Su Mou will learn your Excellency's tricks today, if you unfortunately die in your hands, it may also be a kind of cultivation."

As soon as the white figure came on the field, he indicated his intention, and Li Yifeng hugged his fists to salute the other party.

Without waiting for the referee to announce, the white figure hand enforcer went straight to Li Yifeng's throat.

Li Yifeng's feet were blessed with wind attribute mana, and a green light and shadow could be faintly seen between the casts, and while dodging it, he grabbed it with one claw while the opponent was recruiting.

The opponent was too late to guard against it, his arm was directly abolished, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and he looked at Li Yifeng with a shocked face.

"Take!"

A concession showed that Li Yifeng would not take his life, and even if the monk surnamed Su was unwilling, he could only admit it and retreat from the ring with his injured arm.

At the same time, in a secret room in the palace, two monks were secretly talking about things, one of them was Sima Guoshi, who had searched Li Yifeng's soul, and the other was sitting on the main seat, looking majestic and domineering.

"Sima Guoshi, will the Tower of Babel really appear in the next three hundred years?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there will definitely be no mistake, Weichen and Zhuge Cheng once performed divination at the same time, and the results are the same", Sima Guoshi said confidently.

"That's good, I don't know where this tower will appear in the Han Dynasty? It's only from the White Snake Cave that the eight major families have lost a lot of outstanding disciples, it seems that the Yin and Yang Xuan Realm must be opened in advance."

"Your Majesty is wise, this will greatly increase our country's middle-level combat power, and the Tower of Babel and his party will have the upper hand," Sima Guoshi echoed.

"There is another thing, in recent years, there has been a little monk in the foundation building period who has become a well-known figure in the family, go and check the origin of this son, if it is an undercover agent sent by an external force, it must be solved as soon as possible, go down."

"We're in the Order".

Li Yifeng, who was talking about it here, didn't know that he was preparing to face the next opponent at this time, and the momentum of the dragon's claw was ready to go.

A day later, Li Yifeng stepped out of the ring, his face was very different from when he first came, lacking the blood color that a normal person should have, and it seemed that the battle in the future would be more and more difficult.

Just as Li Yifeng disappeared at the entrance, Xu Daniu, who was in a hidden corner, was showing a thoughtful expression.

"In less than three years, my name will be resounding throughout the entire dynasty, wait, Wei Haha! You Li Yifeng can't last long, Wei Haha!", Xu Da Niu laughed as he left, as if Li Yifeng had been defeated in his hands.

In the prisoner's room, a distinguished guest came tonight, and this person was Liu Ying, the princess of the Han Dynasty. Li Yifeng was forced out of his personal cell.

"Boy, it seems that your strength is extraordinary, it has actually aroused the interest of this princess, if you really get three thousand consecutive victories, this princess promises you, and return the freedom of everyone here, but ......."

Princess Liu Ying was halfway through her words, and the rest of the words were sent to Li Yifeng with divine thoughts, and she left here after doing these things.

The prisoners, who were originally excited, knew that Princess Liu Ying had transmitted the message to Li Yifeng, and they inquired one after another.

"Li Daoyou, you are our hope, you must not lose, the old man does not want to sit here."

"Li Daoyou, what did the princess say, did she set us free?"

"Li Daoyou, you and I have known each other since the mine, can you tell us what the princess said?"

Countless inquiries swirled in Li Yifeng's ears, and even a person with a good temper couldn't stand the toss.

"Okay, are you bothered? The princess didn't say anything, she just made you suspicious of each other, and the other way around", Li Yifeng yelled, everyone immediately shut up, and Li Yifeng took the opportunity to explain.

When everyone calmed down and thought, Li Yifeng broke through the crowd and returned to his cell, and the rest walked into his cell one after another.

Li Yifeng returned to the cell and immediately sat down cross-legged, holding a spirit stone in his left and right hands to recover the mana consumed today.

The withered and tasteless fight in the ring continued for another three years, and the winning streak has reached a point that no one has been able to surpass in the past, with 2,987 consecutive victories.

"You can be free after seventeen more games, and I hope that the opponent can still be like yesterday", Li Yifeng knew that today's opponent was not simple, and said with self-comfort.

Today, the Roman-style arena exceeds the number of people the venue can hold, because today it will witness a miracle.

"Whew!"

A figure flashed into the ring, and this person was Li Yifeng.

At this moment, Li Yifeng's face was unusually pale, it seemed that it was the non-stop fighting in the past eight years that made it so, and the vicissitudes on his face even exceeded that of the old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Whew!"

The same figure flashed into the ring, this person had a strange face on his face, and his face was also pale and abnormal, looking sick.

Li Yifeng felt that this person was more tricky than his previous opponents, and he would definitely pay a high price if he wanted to win.

"Li Daoyou is just as famous as meeting, after thousands of fights, he still has the same style, Ma is ashamed of himself."

As soon as the monk surnamed Ma came up, he patted his ass, Li Yifeng didn't pay much attention to it, and became vigilant after holding his fists.

When the same thing happens again, it is also an attack without the declaration of the referee.

Li Yifeng made these preparations as a matter of course, and the dragon hook claw was quickly unleashed, just when he grabbed the opponent's magic weapon, and was about to use his strength to smash the magic weapon.

A conspiracy smile appeared on the corner of his opponent's mouth, and he pinched the trick with one hand, preparing some secret technique.

"Boom!"

With a loud shout, the monk surnamed Ma wants to detonate his magic weapon, it is best to hurt Li Yifeng, if not, he can also consume Li Yifeng's mana.

"Boom!"

With an explosion, Li Yifeng bore the brunt, although he armed himself in time, he was still injured.

"Tut-tut, don't wait for Xu Daoyou to make a move, Ma may not be able to pass this level."

"Poof!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a three-clawed dragon claw pierced his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"This trick is really good, but it's a pity that I met Li, even if the boat is broken, there are three catties of nails, don't underestimate people", Li Yifeng said lightly in the ear of the monk surnamed Ma.

The battle was over, and the 2,988-game winning streak was decided.

The next person came up, and without talking nonsense, he went straight to Li Yifeng's vital point, and his attack was as fast as lightning, and he cooperated with the red cherry gun in his hand to kill him.

After the extreme performance of the last game, Li Yifeng's movements slowed down, and every time he avoided it dangerously, the audience sweated for it.

"Sasasa, come to life"

The opponent pressed forward step by step, and Li Yifeng had the heart to counterattack, but he couldn't deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

Suddenly, the Evil Pill, which had never been used, reacted, and the majestic evil qi gushed out, instantly forming a pitch-black sword, directly attacking the opponent at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Plop!"

The opponent had already fallen in the ring, his face was dark, his face was full of unwillingness, and there was no trace of the pitch-black sword.

Li Yifeng couldn't understand why this was the case, in short, the current crisis was suspended, and while everyone was stunned, the operation exercises were restored, and they could recover a little bit.

Some monks in the foundation building period could not see the mystery in it, and they could only see it when they had reached the stage of cultivation and above.

"It's evil qi, it's not a good thing that so much evil qi has been deposited on this kid's body, will he become a demon in the future, or it would be better to convey this matter to the abbot, Amitabha", a Buddhist person saw Li Yifeng's evil qi, folded his hands and said.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the ring shook, and Xu Daniu couldn't bear it anymore and fell into the ring with the momentum of a meteorite.

This loud bang instantly pulled back Li Yifeng, who had recovered his mana, and the brief shaking of the ring alarmed the heartstrings of many weak people, and Li Yifeng was also uneasy.

The moment the two looked at each other, it was no longer as simple as the old friends fighting, one was fighting for his own glory, and the other was fighting for freedom.

The duel between the two heroes was staged in advance, did Xu Daniu succeed in taking revenge? Or did Li Yifeng win again? Will Li Yifeng, who was in a disadvantageous situation, win 3,000 consecutive victories like the god of war?

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