"The contract of life and death, never turn over!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and after this shout, someone immediately echoed.

Someone said: "Exactly, this is the domineering of our bright way!"

At this time, in those grottoes on the lower floor of the Demon God Temple, there was a low roar, as if there were many powerful demon beasts locked inside.

The high priest of the night said: "Okay, the fighting methods of our Bright Dao are all real, although you have signed a contract of life and death, this priest still hopes that the two of you will be merciful to each other!"

Wu Fei and Peng Yikun agreed together, but they each sneered in their hearts, and even signed the contract of life and death, that is, they wanted to not let go of the other party's Jin Dan, and talk about mercy to their subordinates.

Peng Yikun sneered that Wu Fei had been abandoned by the High Priest of the Night, and he could kill him in a dignified manner, Wu Fei sneered that on such an occasion, he killed Peng Yikun, and the Demon God Temple had nothing to say, as long as he found a way to get out, then everything would be fine.

Sang Ti in the audience suddenly perked up, if Wu Fei was killed by Peng Yikun, then he would still be the master of Ganlin Palace.

Peng Yikun saluted to the high priest of the night and said, "This young monarch is willing to fight with all his might. ”

Many people below cheered, and many of them had eyeliner arranged by the lord of the big flower domain in advance.

The lord of the Great Flower Domain asked Wu Fei to challenge Sananti, the so-called three-day covenant, but it was just a lie, the purpose was to make Wu Fei believe it to be true, so as to achieve his own goal, he didn't believe that Wu Fei could kill Santi like killing Xin'a.

In fact, Wu Fei has long known the heart of the Demon Dao people, that is, they are scheming, incorruptible and shameful, nine and a half of their ten sentences are false, and half of them are traps, which are not credible at all, even if they make an oath, they often turn around a few times, so the real purpose of the big flower lord is to delay time, Wu Fei has long seen through it, he just pushes the boat down the river and calculates.

In the crowd, Sima Shao hated and said: "That Young Highness of the Demon God Temple, he actually took the lead in attacking, he must also take a fancy to the carefree sword in that kid's hand!"

Mr. Lu shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, I think these two people have an enmity!"

Wu Fei glanced at the goddess on the stage, and found that she was standing silent, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, even if the goddess was fake, she should pretend to express her opinion.

Someone brought a basin of water made of the skull of a demon beast, and the basin contained half a basin of yellow liquid.

This is the ritual of signing a contract of life and death.

Peng Yikun dipped his right palm into it, muttering a spell in his mouth, and after a while, he raised his palm, and Wu Fei saw that a black bird pattern was printed on his palm, which was the containment of Jin Dan falling on the opponent's palm after Wu Fei's defeat.

Wu Fei stretched out his left hand and pressed it into the basin, and slowly recited the incantation, in this battle, he must win but not lose.

When this life and death contract was completed, the high priest of the night said: "Okay, today's big scene, you can fight with all your might!" He waved his hand, and the words in his mouth began to tremble slightly, Wu Fei was shocked to see that the grottoes under the Demon God Temple Mountain actually began to move, and they were pulled open like drawers, forming a stone staircase that surrounded the square.

Under the mountain of the Demon God Temple, black holes turned into holes, and a moment later, a huge circular gladiatorial arena appeared in front of him.

Sima Shao and the others in the crowd couldn't help but change color, and said with a sword: "Do we want to leave, this gladiatorial arena is only afraid of a very powerful enchantment, let's wait and want to go, can we get out?"

Sima Shaodao: "Such a big show to watch, let's wait for them to divide the winners and losers!"

Mr. Lu glanced behind him and said, "One of the four people left, I don't know why I went, I also think we have to be ready to leave at all times." ”

At this time, Peng Yikun's body had already flown down in the center of the gladiatorial arena, and he was full of murder in his heart, he must kill Wu Fei in this battle, and the high priest had hatred for Wu Fei while he was in the night.

Wu Fei sneered in his heart, and said secretly: "Even if you have a stand-in rune this time, I won't let you go!" If Lan Yueguang is forged by Peng Yikun, he won't survive.

This battle signed a contract of life and death, so there was no referee, and the high priest of the night personally read out the rules of the fighting method to the two, naturally the two sides tried not to kill the killer, only the winner and the loser, Wu Fei snorted coldly in his heart: "This rule is for me alone!"

The two of them arched their hands and turned to distance themselves.

The High Priest of the Night floated into the air and said, "As soon as I open the barrier, this battle will begin immediately, what else do you have to say?"

Peng Yikun shook his head, Wu Fei also shook his head, and the two of them collided with each other, and immediately sparks.

The High Priest of the Night flew back to the altar, his hands sealed, and a yellow light enveloped him, and he said something in his mouth, and a faint yellow light curtain rose from the edge of the gladiatorial arena, which was the enchantment of the gladiatorial arena.

After a while, Wu Fei felt that the surroundings had turned into a forest, he and Peng Yikun were standing on a gravel wasteland, surrounded by steep mountain peaks and torn sky, he was suddenly shocked, he didn't expect that there was such a change in the gladiatorial arena of the Demon God Temple, he glanced around, and saw that there were several boulders blocking the edge of this gravel field, thinking that it should be the enchantment of the gladiatorial arena.

Peng Yikun looked at Wu Fei coldly, and said coldly: "Here, don't you want to escape!"

Wu Fei snorted and said, "I can't imagine that this is an illusion!"

"Hehe, who the hell are you, you don't even know where the gladiatorial arena of the Temple of Light is, the audience outside feels different from us, they will clearly see how I will tear you apart!"

"Okay, I'll see. ”

Peng Yikun moved his footsteps, the blue moonlight emitted a terrifying cold glow in his hand, Wu Fei also took out the worry-free ancient sword, his spiritual power moved, his heart sword was united, and Huo Di raised his eyebrows.

"Hum—"

The blue moonlight let out a trembling and humming sound, and Peng Yikun glared at Wu Fei in surprise.

"It turns out that you have this sword to rely on, no wonder you dare to challenge me, but it's a pity that after today, this sword will belong to me!"

"Think beautifully!"

The two slowly moved their feet, looking for an opportunity to make a move.

"Hehe, Ben Shaojun has faced a total of seventeen challenges here, and since I was twelve years old, I have won every time. ”

"yes, today will be different!"

"Do you know how many people I've killed here?"

"Seventeen people at most. ”

Peng Yikun bared his teeth and said: "You are wrong, there are only three, and the remaining fourteen who challenged me were all scrapped by me and imprisoned in the Guangzhi Palace." ”

"So what?"

"Do you want to be the next captive to enter my palace, or do you want to die at my hands?"

Wu Fei smiled coldly, he knew that if he entered the Guang Palace, he would be tortured endlessly.

"Your Highness, I want to ask, why do you have such a big grudge against me, do you have to kill me quickly, just because I may pose a threat to your position?"

Peng Yikun shook his head.

"No, your eyes are very annoying, and from the moment I saw you, I wanted to tear you apart!"

Wu Fei sighed and said, "Very good, I feel the same way." ”