It seems that he will have to resort to the last resort to save his life again.

However, at this moment, his master's voice rang in his head.

"Boy, all that is falling from the sky are spiritual darts made of rare meteoric iron. Hurry up and take it!"

"What?"

Ye Shuai didn't spurt blood on the spot.

Take these darts?

Is he crazy, or is his master crazy? Now it's too late for him to hide, so he actually asked him to collect all these darts.

However, before he could retort, the old man's voice sounded in his head again.

"What are you still doing in a daze, how did you take away all the treasures from my tomb in the first place, just how did you take away these darts!"

That's right!

Ye Shuai's mind flashed, he had never thought of using the fifth dimensional space against the enemy, after the old man's reminder, he was stunned at first, and then happy.

Then, to the astonishment of all, he stretched out his hands to the sky, his body erect, his eyes slightly closed, as if to welcome the gods.

"Wow, this kid isn't trying to kill himself, is he?"

"Psychotic! He's obviously looking for death!"

"It's a waste!

……

Some of the monks in the audience couldn't bear to see Ye Shuai being pierced into a sieve by darts, and they all closed their eyes.

"Young Master!"

"Little Night!"

"Boss!"

"Run!"

……

Xia Lingwen, Pei Lao, Lu Zichen, and those martial arts elites who came with him all screamed at this time.

However, this qiē is too late!

At this time, even if Li Lao on the stage wanted to save Ye Shuai, it was too late.

……

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

……

The cold light was like ice rain, and it all shot densely towards Ye Shuai.

However, just as the storm had passed and Yiqiē returned to calm, a trembling exclamation came from above the ring!

"No, it can't be!"

- The voice?

Soon someone opened their eyes and looked towards the stage.

"How, how is that possible?"

Someone exclaimed again!

Soon, there were one after another incredible exclamations throughout Sunset Valley.

I saw Zhao Yunmang, who fell from the air to the stage again, panting weakly, the muscles on his face twitched constantly, and he looked at the mysterious figure under the firelight with a shocked face.

No fall, no blood, not the slightest injury!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Yunmang kept muttering.

Just now, those darts were all shot at him, and he didn't dodge, how could he still be standing there?!

"Darts, where's my darts?"

He soon discovered an important problem, which was that all of his maple darts were gone, and there was not a single one on the stage.

It was a strange soldier that his father had spent nearly a few million taels of gold to build, and now he couldn't even sense it.

"Hehe! Your dart will be my interest! Zhao Yunmang, I'll give you one last chance, give money, or give life?"

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly a calm, with a little joy in the voice, came from the silent back.

"Nightshuai, where did you get my darts?"

At this moment, Zhao Yunmang completely forgot that he was in a state of no spiritual power, and he was still viciously approaching Ye Shuai.

"Do you really want it?"

Ye Shuai suddenly raised his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Ah...... This ......" When Zhao Yunmang looked at Dao Yeshuai's cold gaze, he immediately froze, and at the same time panicked in his heart: Paralysis, I don't have any spiritual power now, won't it become his live target!

However, it was too late for him to realize this.

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

Four maple darts shot at his thighs and arms at the same time!

"Stop!"

At this moment, suddenly a strong wind swept in, and the four maple leaf darts all fell to the ground with a "bang".

Zhao Yunmang immediately broke out in a cold sweat, he looked at the four maple leaf darts on the ground in a daze, and couldn't help but swallow his mouthful, how could he take all the darts away?

However, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Yunmang at this time, but looked at the direction of the strong wind.

Zao Wou-Ki?

Just now, it was Zao Wou-Ki who made a move and stopped Ye Shuai's dart.

"Master Zhao, are you selfish?"

Nightmarshal leaned over and picked up the four darts, then pinned them to his waist in a grand manner.

Ever since his Golden Needle failed in front of the Monk Master, Ye Shuai has rarely used it, and now these darts don't seem to have the slightest difference in the material of the long sword, so wouldn't it be cool to have those thousands of darts to use as flying needles in the future!

Or his master knows him!

Ye Shuai was indifferent, but his words stirred up a thousand waves on and off the field. Although the ancient martial arts world respects the strong, it must pay attention to the rules. If you don't pay attention to the rules and don't act according to the laws and regulations of the ancient martial arts world, then you will inevitably be pointed out by thousands of people.

And at this moment, although Zhao Wouji is the chief referee of Dabi, if he is biased, then the elders on the stage and the three major sects will definitely deal with him immediately!

"That, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Zao Wou-Ki had just made a move because he was in a hurry, and he only realized his mistake at this moment.

"Misunderstanding? The two of us are fighting for life and death! Why do you want to stop me from making a move at a critical time?"

Night Shuai snorted coldly!

Although he didn't know that Zhao Yunmang would have no time for more than ten seconds of spiritual power, he also knew that looking at his weak appearance, it was the best time to start at this time.

"Yes, Zhao family master, aren't you not here when these elders on our stage don't exist?"

At this time, Li Tian was also angry.

Even when Yeshuai was at his most critical just now, he didn't make a move, because he knew that as long as he did it, then Xue Wuzhao and Suo Xingzong's people would inevitably take action, and when the time came, not only would he not be able to save Yeshuai, but it would make everyone fall into passivity. But now that Zao Wou-Ki has actually made a move, how could Li Lao do it?

"Elder Li, Ye Shao, that, that ......" Zao Wou-Ki was speechless, but then immediately added: "That, I want to admit defeat for my nephew and give 70,000 taels of gold." I don't know if Ye Shao, Elder Li Da agrees?"

"Master of the family, no! ahem......" Zhao Yunmang weakly stopped.

Li Lao frowned, although Zao Wou-Ki was considered to have violated the rules, but it would work for him to say so, so he looked at Ye Shuai and wanted Ye Shuai to decide.

Ye Shuai's eyes lit up, he didn't bleed much today, and it cost him tens of thousands of taels to send gold twice, and now he can make up for it and make another profit, which is naturally good. However, his face was gloomy.

"Master Zhao, I just gave Zhao Yunmang a chance, but unfortunately he didn't agree. You're only speaking up now, isn't it too late?!"

"That'...... How about I pay 100,000 taels?"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, if Zhao Yunmang hadn't been sucked into the core disciples of Suo Xing Sect, he would not have made this decision ruthlessly. But now it's different, as long as Zhao Yunmang becomes the core disciple of Suo Xing Sect, then no matter how much you pay, it's worth it

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