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"Everyone, this is a third-order fox demon. It's also an auction item!" said the old auctioneer, pointing to the beautiful woman beside him.

At this time, many of the male monks around began to look at this third-order fox demon with fiery eyes.

And she seemed to enjoy this gaze, and from time to time she threw a flattering glance at the monks, and her delicate body shook from time to time, and suddenly caused them to rise in a burst of evil fire.

"This third-order fox demon is definitely a virgin, the auction reserve price is sixty million gold bars, and the price will be increased by one million each time, and the bidding will start now!"

"Sixty-one million"

"Sixty-three million"

This time, however, the monks did not seem to be enthusiastic in bidding, and it was only after a while that two middle-aged monks offered their bids twice.

In the end, the third-order fox demon was bought by a middle-aged monk for sixty-three million gold bars.

Some powerful and wealthy families in the imperial capital of Luoyun City would buy one or two fox demons as concubines or maidservants, because the fox demon's lifespan was longer than that of human monks below the high-level cultivation, and her face seemed to be eternally young, so after her male master died, she would often be sold again.

"I heard that His Majesty the Emperor's harem has newly accepted three sixth-order demon foxes, and that appearance and demeanor are definitely a hundred times stronger than this third-order fox demon. Several middle-aged monks sitting not far from Zhao Yu and the others were talking in a low voice.

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In the evening of the same day, Wang De bought eleven tickets for the Arena City Duel Tournament for 33 million gold bars, and then walked in with them.

There are many teleportation arrays in the city, and some of the old monks with high cultivation are responsible for controlling them.

A moment later, Wang De, Zhao Yu and the others teleported to a dueling hall.

The dueling hall is very large, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and there are hundreds of dueling halls like this in the arena.

After about a cup of tea, a group of slaves dressed in animal skins were teleported into the dueling arena in the center of the dueling hall.

They were once fierce warriors of their neighbors, but when they were captured, they became slaves, and they were later sold to Athletic City as dueling slaves.

These dozen or so able-bodied slaves, dressed in armor and holding six or seven kinds of weapons such as swords and spears, stood quietly.

A moment later, a young man wearing an animal skin holding a blue long sword was also teleported into the dueling arena.

"One side of the duel is Lu Meng, and the other side is Team C, so you should prepare for a duel immediately. The middle-aged monk presiding over the duel announced loudly.

"Fight now!" said the middle-aged monk who was presiding over the duel after a moment.

Immediately, the young man named Lu Meng shot a cold light in his eyes, so that the group of slave fighters on the opposite side almost did not dare to look directly.

Zhao Yu suddenly felt that he seemed to have seen this young man, so he pondered and meditated for a moment, and suddenly he suddenly realized in his heart: "This young man is very likely to be Lu Meng, the grandson of Lu Yong, the general of Dingyuan of the Great Shang Empire!"

"Come on, all of you!" At this time, Lu Meng glanced at them contemptuously, and shouted coldly, and many monks outside the arena suddenly noticed that his gaze seemed to be more terrifying than that of brute beasts.

Kill, kill, kill!

A dozen sturdy slave fighters roared and brandished their weapons towards Lu Meng.

They were originally battle-hardened warriors of the Great Shang Empire, and they had experienced hundreds of life-and-death battles in the Athletic City, so they had extremely rich combat experience.

Zhao Yu held the blue long sword, motionless, silently watching the dozen or so people rush towards him.

Half a year after Lu Meng was captured, he was sold to the Athletic City, and after dozens of life-and-death fights, he stood out from thousands of competitive slave fighters and became one of the seeds of competitive slave fighters.

In the past few years, Lu Meng's fame has spread all over Luoyun City and has become a genius in the limelight, and his strength and fighting skills have improved several realms in tens of thousands of life-and-death fights.

When a dozen or so slave fighters rushed to a distance of ten zhang from Lu Meng, they suddenly stopped, and they exchanged glances quickly, and then they surrounded him from all directions.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at Lu Meng, as if they were staring at a prey that was about to be killed.

Lu Meng was still as immobile as a mountain, and Sen Han's gaze was as terrifying as a sword.

Wow!

A moment later, suddenly a black-faced slave fighter rushed forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed at Lu Meng like a poisonous snake, and in an instant, the tip of the spear pierced his throat.

Although this sword was extremely fast and very ruthless, Lu Meng's body moved slightly, and in an instant, he rushed to the front of the black-faced slave fighter.

At this moment, the black-faced slave fighter's very powerful spear pierced into the air, and his body didn't have time to restrain, and he jumped forward several meters.

Laugh at!

The blue long sword in Lu Meng's hand stabbed slightly, and a cold blue sword light immediately flashed across the neck of the black-faced slave fighter.

In an instant, the head of the black-faced slave fighter flew into the sky, flying forward like a projectile for dozens of feet, and a large stream of blood rushed out like a column of water.

"Good!"

Seeing that Lu Meng had beheaded the head of a C-team slave fighter with just one face, many monks watching around applauded.

Zhao Yu also secretly applauded in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly guess: "Lu Meng's body technique is so mysterious, it is likely that he has practiced the first layer of the "Void Breaking Technique" to the perfect realm. ”

Kill, kill, kill!

Lu Meng's sword killing of the black-faced slave fighter did not frighten the other slave fighters, and in the blink of an eye, they shouted and brandished all kinds of weapons to assassinate him.

Shout!

Lu Meng suddenly kicked the spear that fell to the ground, and it immediately turned into a stream of light and shot into the abdomen of a bald slave fighter.

He was pierced by a spear in the abdomen and fell to the ground never to move again.

The remaining eleven slave fighters already felt that if they didn't fight with all their strength this time, they were afraid that it would be difficult to survive this time.

After three or four breaths, they attacked Lu Meng almost at the same time, and suddenly dozens of sword lights and sword shadows surrounded him.

However, under the flood of attacks from the slave fighters, Lu Meng dodged with a very mysterious body, causing all of their attacks to fail.

When!when!

The blue long sword in Lu Meng's hand stabbed out from time to time, and the seemingly light sword was incomparably powerful.

Due to the very tacit cooperation of the eleven slave fighters, Lu Meng couldn't find a chance to break it for a while, after all, he only had one sword.

Under their frantic siege, Lu Meng suddenly felt very difficult, and he used his footwork to the extreme, and narrowly dodged hundreds of combined attacks again and again.

Lu Meng's body turned into a series of afterimages, moving extremely quickly in the sword light and sword shadow, making many monks watching from the sidelines almost unblinking.

Whew, whew!

Listening to the endless sound of more than a dozen weapons breaking through the air, and watching the afterimages of Lu Meng's body moving extremely fast in the shadow of the lightsaber, Zhao Yu suddenly felt a sense of intoxication.