Even the Black Cloud Lord was no longer so calm and calm, his face showed a look of surprise, and he glanced at Hei Yichen.

"What does Peng Lao Liu mean? If you don't die, won't you have to die countless people?"

"What's going on? It's not that Peng Lao Liu likes Hei Yichen very much, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. ”

"I don't know what kind of calculation Peng Lao Liu is playing, they all say that he is fair, and now it seems a little ruthless, doesn't he care about Hei Yichen's life or death?"

"Isn't it just a gambling contract, as long as you decide whether you win or lose, and you have to deter the other party?"

For a while, suspicion continued, and all the spearheads pointed at Peng Xianzu, and they all felt that he was a little unkind.

Black Pupil Jun doesn't care much about the life and death of his subordinates, and besides, such a rule can allow his subordinates to go all out to fight, without sparing spare strength, let alone favoritism, and this method is very welcome to him.

Heitongjun wanted to agree directly, but his suspicious personality made him unable to let go of Peng Laoliu's decision.

He asked seemingly routinely, "I don't know what your opinion is on Peng Laoliu?"

Peng Xianzu said: "Since it is a gambling contract, it involves the interests of both parties, so it is easy to insist on their own words. Although I temporarily withdrew from the Protoss camp and served as a notary, I also had to be completely notarized. Such a provision is relatively fair, clearly enforces the law, and gives an explanation to the world's heroes. ”

It's not a game, and even if there are no rules, it's going to be a fight to the death. It's just that if the strength of the two sides is equal, and both sides lose the fight, they will have the opportunity to be fished in troubled waters, and it is easy for everyone to disagree and accuse the notarization of unfairness. Only when one person dies can this matter be completely understood, and there is no reason for anyone to say it.

However, in this way, it is too reckless for Hei Yichen's life, right? He fought against the gods, and he was already dead and alive, so didn't he force the other party to kill him now?

The blue-robed people also looked puzzled, as if they didn't believe Peng Xianzu's explanation, but this rule was beneficial to them, and they couldn't say anything against it.

Young Master Yang He glanced at the blue-robed man and said, "I agree." ”

Peng Xianzu glanced at Hei Tong Jun, and also glanced at Hei Yichen symbolically, seeing that they all nodded, he waved his sleeves and shouted: "The gambling contract begins, and the two sides will play in the first round! First of all, the game will start at the immortal level, and in the middle of each game, stay for half a pillar of incense time, and then continue the next level of competition." ”

The men of both camps retreated in an orderly manner, freeing up a wide flat area in the middle for the two sides to face off.

With a push with one hand, Peng Xianzu moved mountains and seas, and instantly paved this vast piece of ground into a flat ground.

The duel between immortals will not involve a wide range, but the battle above the immortals is extremely terrifying. This kind of life-and-death duel will definitely break out into horror

Hei Yichen was dressed in hunting, standing with one hand, and proudly watched the two of them picking up troops.

In the first round against Hei Yichen, the first game was when the immortals appeared, and they faced off against Hei Yichen.

With Hei Yichen's combat power, this is a mortal game, and many cultivators who originally wanted to make meritorious contributions shrank back at this time, and some directly lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Hei Tongjun and Yang He Gongzi.

"Since it's a mortal game, let one of the weakest go. ”

Young Master Yang He glanced at Heitongjun lightly, as if he was asking him to send someone out.

The Black Pupil Jun did not object, and after glancing at the camp, he pointed to a black-robed man: "You have just been promoted to the rank of immortals, and you have the shortest time and the weakest combat power, so you can go." ”

The black-robed man shuddered, fell to his knees with a "plop", and begged in a hurry: "Lord Demon Saint, the slave has worked hard for a long time, and has just been promoted to an immortal, please let the slave go, the slave will definitely repay you by being a cow and a horse." Also, the minion made a meritorious service not long ago and saved the life of Lord Demon Sun, please don't let the minion die! ”

The Black Pupil Jun said emotionlessly: "Since you have been favored by this saint, do you think you can still live freely? ”

The black-robed man suddenly sat down on the ground, his eyes glazed and his mind blank.

The immortals around the Nine Shadows camp were all silent, and their faces were pale. They are among the immortals, and they are the strong ones who started a sect in one party, and now they are devoting themselves to the Nine Shadows, trying to seek a dazzling position, but they didn't expect that as immortals, life and death are still out of their own hands, and they may be erased at any time.

Under the urging of the black pupil king's eyes, the black-robed man walked towards Hei Yichen reluctantly. When he saw Hei Yichen's proud demeanor, he couldn't help but shudder.

Hei Yichen spread out his hand and said, "Please!"

The black-robed man stepped back in shock, looked at Hei Yichen with a sad face, raised his head again, and glanced at the blue sky and white clouds a few times, as if he was lingering, more desperate and sad.

He suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Lord Demon Saint, you have to count when you speak, take care of my family." ”

Heitong-kun didn't respond, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdain. He hates others bargaining with him the most, and only he has the right to bargain, not others.

Leng An said to the black-robed man: "If you can hurt Hei Yichen, I will immediately make your daughter a concubine when I go back, so that your whole family can live a good life and will not be bullied." ”

"Okay!Hei Yichen, die!"

The black-robed man knew that he was going to die, and he had also heard about the temperament of the Black Pupil Jun and Leng An, so he didn't dare to say anything, and the immortal aura of his whole body burst out and rushed towards Hei Yichen.

"Chen'er be careful!" the Black Cloud Lord was startled and hurriedly said.

Hei Yichen is good at reading emotions, he has already felt the resolute emotions of that person, a trace of crisis is coming, he sneered, a layer of light was shrouded, and his body retreated quickly.

"Boom!"

It was as if a meteorite exploded in the air, and the flesh and blood were scattered, like a tsunami, sweeping this vast land, shaking the heavens and the earth to crack, the breath rushed to the sky, and the ground was blown out of a bottomless pit.

Many people were affected, especially those who were not strong, their breath was disturbed by the impact, their physical strength was exhausted, and they vomited blood and fell to the ground.

It blew itself up like that?!

Many people stood still, but they also felt the helplessness of the black-robed man. This is obviously a game to death, and if you don't blow yourself up, there seems to be no other choice.

Looking at Hei Yichen who was standing in the void, he was clear and handsome, and he didn't affect him at all, the blood mist in the sky didn't stain his clothes, he was still dressed in white, and there was no wave in the ancient well, as if this kind of self-explosion could not touch him in any way.

He will never be merciful to his enemies, let alone have any worthless compassion.

Prince Leng An's face was ugly, and he scolded: "Stupid! People blew themselves up before they got close, leaving his whole family to waste food, and they were all wiped out when he went back." ”

The subordinates agreed, provoking the group of people behind Leng An to dare not speak, but a few people were doused by these words, and their hearts were sad, their fists clenched without squeaking, but the blood in their hearts suddenly became much colder.

Peng Xianzu shouted lightly: "In the first game, Hei Yichen won." Yichen, I'm asking you now, given that there was no fierce fighting in the first game, do you choose to continue in the second game now?"

Hei Yichen said lightly: "Go on." ”

Before everyone's depressed mood calmed down, they saw a green-clothed and feather-clad fairy behind Yang He Gongzi, with a phoenix posture, floating out of the ranks.

This person is white and beardless, his face is like a crown of jade, and his face is like a carved stone man, but he looks clear and arrogant, with an indifferent look that does not eat the fireworks of the world. In particular, a pair of eyes are full of coldness, and there is a cold and piercing illusion when you look at it more.

It gives the impression that this person is a living puppet, without emotion, and only killing and gore can arouse his interest.

As soon as that person appeared, Hei Yichen's heart jumped suddenly, because he felt a very familiar feeling from that person, especially his facial features, which seemed to be similar to a person he was familiar with, but he couldn't tell who it was for a while.

"How could it be him? Isn't he dead?"

"Oh my God, it's really him, since he's in the heavenly realm?"

The crowd was astonished, and they were secretive, and their words stopped at the point, and they did not tell his name. But many people, almost at the same time, looked into a deserted pile of people.

It was a wide area, but there were only a few people standing sporadically, out of place with the two camps, and at a special distance from the other spectators.

They all surround an ugly man and a beautiful masked lady in the middle.

The man was tall and muscular, but he had a face slashed by a ghostly knife, a scar that almost stretched across the entire face, a huge nose, upturned lips, a forked chin slightly upturned, and a face often with indifference and contempt, like a ghost crawling out of the underworld, as ugly as it could be.