When Wu Wei and Xiao Wentian took their seats, the entire venue erupted in shocking cheers.

"Liu Tong, Liu Tong, Liu Tong!"

After some understanding, the two probably also knew some information, and the monk on the fighting platform was Liu Tong.

His information appeared on the insinuation array, Liu Tong, six layers in the foundation building period, good at guns, and eight consecutive victories.

Xiao Wentian looked bored, and said in an urn voice: "Wu Wei, although this Heavenly Machine Fighting Law Field is the first prosperous place in Bianjing, it is only a place for ordinary people to have fun. ”

"Let's come in and watch these weak chickens fight, are they full of food and hold on?"

Wu Wei felt the same way, turned his head to look at him and said, "Then let's go?"

"Let's go, it's too boring!" Xiao Wentian got up directly.

When the two walked out of a distance, there was a sudden scream on the fighting platform.

"I, I throw in the towel, ah-"

The two glanced at each other casually, and saw that Liu Tong was held above his head by a burly man, and he was torn in half under the voice of begging for mercy.

The entire fighting platform was stained red with blood, and it was unbearable to see.

Quiescence!

Boos rang out from the spectator seats, and then the entire Heavenly Machine Fighting Law Pavilion became silent.

The people of Zhao rarely encountered this situation, it was not that no one had died before, but this was the first time that this kind of bloody and violent thing had been seen.

I only heard the big man ramming his chest rampantly and yelling: "Who else?"

After speaking, he pointed to the corpse on the ground, and swept his eyes to the surrounding auditorium, "It's just this kind of garbage, and you have won eight consecutive victories?"

"Are the monks of Zhao Guozhuji all like this?"

After the big man finished speaking, he kicked the torn corpse in two off the fighting platform.

"The Khitan dog is really rampant!" On the viewing seat, both the common people and some monks looked at the big man through gritted teeth.

The Han Dynasty was dressed in the costume of the Liao Kingdom, and the upper part of his forehead was wrapped in a turban again and again, a typical Khitan costume.

The Heavenly Machine Pavilion Control Array Elder reprimanded angrily: "Why did you kill him, he has already admitted defeat, you are breaking the rules!"

The Liao Han snorted and closed his eyes to look at him.

He was only a seventh-layer cultivator, and he didn't dare to speak back to the people of the Xuandan Realm. Moreover, Bianjing City is a foreign country for him.

"Hahaha. A middle-aged man laughed loudly, and the clothes on his body were exactly the same as those of the Liao Han.

In the eyes of Wu Wei and the others, his cultivation was in the late stage of Xuandan.

The laughter gradually stopped, and the middle-aged man's gaze stayed on the control elder, and sneered: "Rules?

"Either you come to power and admit defeat directly, and if you dare to fight back, you must be ready to die!"

"Halfway through the fight, you choose to admit defeat when you know that you are invincible, this is the rule of the Central Plains Fighting Law?"

The middle-aged man did not hide the ridicule on his face at all, his eyes swept around, and he said loudly: "A real warrior can only live or die." ”

"Admit defeat? Only waste will choose to admit defeat!!"

"We are here today, we have no other meaning, we just think that Tianjimen is just a waste of fame!"

After speaking, a group of Liao people behind the middle-aged man burst into laughter.

At this moment, the words of waste, garbage are endless.

"Ah!!These Khitan dogs are really lawless!"

"What about the Imperial Court!!Where is the Imperial City Division!!Is there anyone in charge!"

"I'll give out a hundred spirit stones, who can kill him!"

Everyone present scolded loudly and angrily, and their faces were hideous.

This is Zhao Guo's home field, and they have some guts.

It's just that these angry Zhao people only dare to talk about it, and those who really dare to go up are not!

The two who were about to leave glanced at each other, and they both saw a playfulness in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, Wu Wei had served in the Imperial City Division for a year, so he had some understanding of this kind of diplomatic matter. But it's different when he smiles, when such a bloody thing happens in the mortal world, he is a novelty.

As the senior brother of the Kunwu Sect of the former Nine Great Immortal Sects, Xiao Wentian had no concept of a country at all.

Whether you are the Great Song Dynasty or the Great Zhao, even if the entire Eastern Territory is invaded by the Liao State, it will not have much impact on these Xianmen Sects.

Because of what?

Because the Nine Great Immortal Sects have the Transformation God Venerable!

Each of them is the pinnacle force in this world.

Whether it is the Zhao State, or the Liao State, or the Loulan Ancient Kingdom.

As long as the monks reach the Yuanying realm, they will be absorbed by their respective transcendent forces, which can be regarded as breaking away from the mortal dispute.

In the realm of mortals, only primordial monks are allowed to exist.

However, in large-scale wars, only the Xuandan Realm can participate in them.

In the Yuan Infant Realm, you can only fight one-on-one, and you can't be slaughtered in the army. Otherwise, they will be sanctioned by the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

At this moment, there was one more person beside the Elder of the Control Array, an old man.

"Elder Gong, it's these Liao people who are making trouble!" The elder of the control array was full of anger, and finally found a backer!

Elder Gong nodded, looked at the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice, "Whether the Tianji Gate is a waste of fame or not, it's not something you can say!"

"Oh?" the middle-aged man teased: "Old fellow, tell me, this Heavenly Dao Foundation List, can it be true?"

After speaking, the big hand pointed to the sky, and it was the huge allusion array.

Elder Gong frowned and said, "This list of magic arrays was jointly created by my Tianji Gate Yuanying Elder and the Lord of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the ranking was also automatically divined by the spirit of the formation!"

The middle-aged man spat and sneered: "You also moved out of the Yuanying Elder to scare people, as far as you have a Yuanying in Tianjimen, I don't have it in the Beiwang Palace? ”

"You!" Elder Gong was furious.

However, he did not dare to do it.

Xiao Wentian shook his head and frowned: "This is too cowardly, isn't it? If he dares to speak to Lao Tzu like this, this Shabi of the Liao Kingdom will already be a dead man." ”

"The North King's Palace can't protect him. ”

"Hmm," Wu Wei's expression was indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Elder Gong held back his anger, kept his tone calm, and said, "Then what do you want?"

The middle-aged man snorted and said, "Isn't the number one on the foundation building list from your Imperial City Division? ”

"I suspect that there may be something wrong with your magic circle, and the waste of the Imperial City Division can also be the first to build the foundation?"

Speaking of this, the big man who had not spoken in the Doufa Taizhong once again let out a provocative roar.

Elder Gong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then according to the opinion of Daoyou, compare and compare!"

He took out two tokens and sent a notice to the Imperial City Division and the Sect Sect respectively.

"Daoyou, who is your Daoyou? are you also worthy?" the middle-aged man sneered.

"You!!" Elder Gong was already angry to the limit, and Xuandan cultivation spread out, and he wanted to plan to do it directly.

"Heh, it's a bit bold, but you're still not worthy!" The middle-aged man also let go of his cultivation.

For him, this is the capital of Zhao State, and all of them are from Zhao State.

Even if everyone present was dead, he didn't have the slightest concern.

"Wait!"

A roaring sound came from the air.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes slightly, he knew that this was the criminal officer of the Zhao Imperial Court.

However, the monk of the Yuan Infant Stage had more or less something to do with the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and he would not worry that this senior would make a move.

The person who came, Wu Wei, was no stranger, it was Elder Wang Yu.

As an elder of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, Wang Yu also held the position of punishment in the Imperial City Division, supervising Luoyang affairs.

"You Beiwang Palace, want to challenge?" Wang Yu said indifferently.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to make a mistake this time, so he bowed down and said, "Yes, we Da Liao, think that there is a problem with the magic circle of the Heavenly Machine Gate!"

"Well, let's get started. Wang Yu nodded, and his spiritual power amplified: "Can I have Zhao Guoerlang in the field, fighting with the challenger of the Northern Kingdom?

Although Wang Yu is half of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, his position is biased towards Zhao Guo.

"I'll come first!"

"I'm Li Datian!"

"I'm coming! See how I tear these scum of the Liao Kingdom!"

Ever since Zhao Guoyuan's infant power appeared, some foundation building monks who were holding back their anger broke out one after another.

As the so-called monk decides life and death, mortals watch the excitement, and there is an unprecedented climax in the entire Heavenly Machine Fighting Pavilion.

At this moment, both mortals and monks rushed towards the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and among them were some powerful Xuandan Realm monks.

Under the impetus of Wang Yu, even Fu Cangsheng and some unfamiliar Yuanying powers also fell from the sky.

Even, there are people from the royal family of Zhao who come to watch.

This venue, which can only seat 20,000 people, has been filled with no less than 50,000 people, and it is still increasing.

Some later dignitaries and high-ranking monks spent a lot of spirit stones to buy a seat for these mortals who were originally sitting in the battle seats.

Wu Wei looked at this scene and sighed: "I doubt that if this trouble continues, this day will not be held in advance." ”

Laughing and asking, "It's not because of you?

"Do I have a sneer?" Wu Wei pointed to himself and said helplessly: "Am I proud?

"Hmph, do you dare to say that you don't have it in your heart?"

"Well, there is. Wu Wei spread his hands.

At this time, the preparation platform was already full of more than 30 people, all of whom were monks in the late stage of foundation building. These people were guaranteed by Wang Yu, and they were naturally bolder.

Although the people of Liao are like jackals and tigers, they have also overcome this fear on the premise that their lives are guaranteed.

Anyway, they won't die, so what about the last battle?

There were five people behind the middle-aged man of the Liao Kingdom, and these five foundation building period monks looked at the more than thirty people on the preparation platform, and the bloodthirsty color in their eyes flashed.

Wang Yu said lightly: "Who will go first?"

"I'll come first!"

The preparation platform walked out of a monk with an eight-layer foundation, walked directly onto the fighting platform, and stood opposite the Han of the Liao Kingdom.

"Well, let's get started. Wang Yu said, and with a wave of his hand, the fighting platform was shrouded in a layer of ripples.

The opening of the defensive formation represents the official start of the battle.

Ninety out of ten of the tens of thousands of people present were mortals, shouting loudly at the moment. Today's battle, for them, will never meet a second time in their lifetime!

Fighting Taichung

The monks of Zhao still wanted to say something like "please advise", but the other party's offensive had already come.

"Hmph!" the monk was furious, he didn't expect this Khitan dog to be so ignorant of etiquette!

"Ding, ding!"

Instantly engaged together, both with large knives, and the sound of blades clashing was accompanied by a large number of sparks, rising around the two of them.

The monk of Zhao State built an eight-layer foundation for cultivation, which was one level higher than that of the Han Dynasty of Liao, but in terms of actual combat, he was still inferior to the other party.

Snort –

"Shhh ”

Monk Zhao Guo's blood was surging, he covered the knife wound on his waist, and hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat!!"

"Admit defeat??? take your life to !!" The Liao Han roared angrily and stepped forward with a knife.

"My lord, I admit defeat! Let me out!" said Brother Zhao Guo.

"Hey!" Wang Yu shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, Monk Zhao Guo appeared outside the fighting platform, and several medical staff stepped forward to stop the bleeding for him.

"Huh. The middle-aged man of Liao Guo chuckled lightly and did not speak.

What else is there to say about this?

These Zhao people should be glad that this is their home field.