On the periphery of the crowd, there stood a young man dressed in white, the young man held a folding fan in his hand, his brows were tightly locked, and he stared at Liu Wuya on the martial platform.

This young man is the folding fan, one of the four protectors of Shu Yunxuan, and it is he who secretly rescued Liu Wuya in Hades Lin.

At this time, he stared at the resolute Liu Wuya, and he didn't understand why he did this?

During this period of time, he had been secretly following Liu Wuya, and after discovering that Liu Wuya was in contact with Mu Feng, he sent someone to investigate Mu Feng's background overnight, but he found nothing, but according to his judgment, Mu Feng was definitely not an ordinary woman.

So he came this time to take a look at what Mu Feng was planning in secret!

But he never expected that Liu Wuya would sign the death certificate, although he didn't know the reason behind this, he could guess that it must have something to do with Mu Feng!

......

Liu Wuya stood on top of the martial platform, smiling slightly at the Seven County Lords and Su Xing'er under the stage, looking very relaxed, as if he didn't take this martial fight seriously at all!

It's just that at this time, there was already a burst of laughter in the crowd around Wutai.

"A little hairy boy dares to sign a death certificate!"

"Yes, I don't know what kind of cultivation this kid is, he even dares to sign the death form, although the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but now it seems that this is obviously not knowing the height of the sky!"

"I don't know what kind of cultivation it is, but I heard that this kid only opened the meridians at the age of sixteen, and it has only been less than half a year since he really started to cultivate martial arts!"

"What? In less than half a year, it seems that a fool will buy him to win, not to mention death, if he can win the martial arts field in a row, even if I lose! ”

......

At this time, under the martial platform, there was already a middle-aged man with a round belly and a mustache at the corner of his mouth, followed by several maidservants, holding fruit and tea in his hands.

This person is Zhou Banshan, the big boss of the gambling martial arts field, heard that someone signed a death certificate, so he immediately rushed over to watch, you know, since the gambling martial arts field opened, no one dared to sign a death certificate, this time, how could he miss such a good show?

It's just that there seemed to be a trace of disappointment in his eyes at this time, what he didn't expect was that the person standing on the martial platform was such a young boy, judging from his age, it was impossible to have a high level of martial arts cultivation, let alone win to the end, even if he could win five or six games in a row, it would be difficult.

"Who is this stinky boy?" Zhou Bancheng asked.

Zhou Tianci stared at Liu Wuya with a mocking face, he leaned over slightly, and said to his father Zhou Bancheng: "This kid is just a guy who is not afraid of death, this year's Purple Mountain Sword Sect taught the exam, this guy won the first place by luck, as if he thought he was amazing, I didn't expect that today I would dare to hold my head to participate in the martial arts, and I signed the death certificate without measuring my strength!" ”

Zhou Bancheng heard his son's explanation and nodded slightly, but he was still a little confused.

It stands to reason that being able to participate in the Purple Mountain Sword Sect Teaching Exam and winning the first place is enough to show that this person should not be an ordinary person, let alone participate in martial arts because of money, could it be that this kid came to participate in martial arts for other reasons?

"Alright, let's get started!" Zhou Bancheng gestured, reached out to pick up the teacup, took a sip, and stared at Liu Wuya with fierce eyes.

Zhou Tianci stood aside secretly, thinking that there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to come. On his face, there was a bit of hideous contempt, "There is a good show to watch today." ”

It's just that at this time, his eyes fell on the Seven County Lords.

......

Liu Wuya's first opponent was a purple-robed young martial artist, who looked about the same size as Liu Wuya, and this young man's cultivation had reached the sixth-level realm of qi veins.

At such a young age, he has reached the sixth-level realm of qi veins, and he can be regarded as a young genius.

The first place to send this young man to fight against Liu Wuya was to test Liu Wuya's strength.

The purple-robed young man held a sharp big knife in his hand, the blade was as wide as two palms, although he was young, but he had full of middle energy, and it seemed that his internal strength was not shallow, the young man stared at Liu Wuya and said: "Huang Kun, it's just a nameless person, I hope this son will not show mercy!" ”

Liu Wuya slowly pulled out the Qingmang Sword in his hand, and before he could condense his true qi, he had already emitted a powerful murderous aura, he stared at Huang Kun and responded: "Liu Wuya! Do your best, or you'll die a terrible death! “

"It's not a small tone!"

The purple-robed young man instantly injected the true qi in his body into the big knife in his hand, and a strong true qi began to travel on the blade.

Liu Wuya opened the Netherworld Realm, and from the other party's true qi, he could feel that this young man's true qi belonged to the fire true qi in the five elements true qi, but this person's usual practice was very rough, and his use of true qi did not reach the point of being superb.

At this time, Liu Wuya slowly inserted the Qingmang Sword that had been pulled out back into the scabbard.

"Beep!"

Seeing that Liu Wuya was so arrogant, the purple-robed young man erupted with a burst of anger, took the first step, and slashed the big knife in his hand straight towards Liu Wuya.

Liu Wuya stood in place, motionless, only raising his arm and blocking the scabbard in front of him, and an internal force filled his arm.

"Bang dang!"

The originally swift and powerful broadsword suddenly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

At this time, I saw that the purple-robed young man suddenly screamed, and his whole body was lying on the ground, covering his arms, and he kept rolling.

"Alright, you can go down!"

Liu Wuya said with a handsome expression, he didn't have the idea of wanting the other party to die, and he didn't use all his strength just now, if Liu Wuya used all his strength, I'm afraid that this purple-robed young man would have been shocked and bleeding to death.

When the young man heard that Liu Wuya was going to let him go, he forgot the pain for a while, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Liu Wuya a few times, and said, "Thank you for the grace of the young man not to kill!" ”

turned to a dejected look and walked towards the bottom of the martial platform.

The crowd around them let out bursts of boos when they saw that the purple-robed young man had lost to Liu Wuya.

In the first game, Liu Wuya won!

In the second game, Liu Wuya won!

In the third game, Liu Wuya won!

In the fourth game, Liu Wuya wins!

In an hour's work, Liu Wuya actually won four games in a row.

And in these four competitions, Liu Wuya never pulled out his sword from beginning to end.

No matter what kind of person comes up, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, all of them will defeat the other party within three moves.

It's just that Liu Wuya's purpose is not these martial artists who work for Zhou Bancheng, his purpose is the alchemy furnace, which is Zhou Bancheng's life.

The alchemy furnace is for himself, and Zhou Bancheng's life is for the ghost shadows.

"What is the origin of this stinky boy, even Bai Kai, who has cultivated to the seventh layer of the qi veins and practiced hard in the iron sand palm, is not his opponent, and he only used three moves to defeat Bai Kai." Zhou Tianci stared at Liu Wuya, his eyes becoming more and more aggressive.