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And the sword spirit vein, in the Samsung League, the word of gambling is played to the fullest.

For monks, it is difficult for the normal gambling techniques in the world to bring them excitement, and even the most ordinary foundation building monks can easily use their divine sense to predict the outcome of gambling in advance.

For example, how can a simple wooden dice cup resist the monk's divine sense? Yes, there are some heavenly and earthly treasures that can isolate the divine sense, but those things are very rare, all of them are of extraordinary value, and it is too late to make magic weapons, who would be bored to use them to make dice cups?

I'm afraid that even if there are big forces that use expensive heavenly materials and earth treasures to make dice cups, they still can't avoid the monks' cheating methods, and they have countless ways to change the result, or go in the direction they envisioned.

Well, even if this possibility is eliminated, the monks are sensitive to each other, and you can still know the result here, but it still doesn't make any sense.

In other words, normal gambling means nothing in front of the monks, so no one is trying to do it.

Only the sword spirit has found another way, and they have applied the gambling method to a whole new level, that is, - fighting.

There can be many ways to fight, such as sword fighting, fighting methods, fighting beasts, in short, all kinds of distributions can be fighting, as long as the two sides play wonderful and good-looking, you can let people enjoy the hearty battle, but also enjoy the pleasure of betting on heaven and hell.

As a result, the sword arena came into being in the Samsung League, initiated by the sword spirit, and since the day it was established, it has become the most profitable project among the many eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling in the Samsung League.

No, maybe it's not just about making a profit.

The sword arena can also bring fame to the monks, after all, it is full of the most bloody battles, so challenging the strongest and never giving up will surely make a name for themselves.

Therefore, the sword spirit has a good grasp of this kind of heart, and has signed countless masters, so that people can see the most hearty battles here every day, and can also satisfy the pleasure of being gambled on.

This is the sword arena? Attractive place.

Even today, in order to make their geniuses famous, the major forces do not hesitate to spend a great deal of money to send them to the sword arena to hone their skills, which in some ways stimulates the vigorous development of the sword arena.

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In the huge sword arena, a handsome man who looked very elegant, like a scholar, with his hands slightly behind his back, his eyes glowing with a cold and faint light, smiling at the opponent in front of him.

And his opponent is a very burly-looking fighter, with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and his whole body is covered with scars.

However, to judge whether a person is strong or weak, appearance is definitely not the key.

The elegant scholar didn't have any intention of making a move from beginning to end, just stood in place, and the cold light in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, as if it contained some unique power.

On the other hand, the burly fighter, who should have killed all sides, was like being entangled in a python all over his body at this moment, and his whole body was bound in great pain, with strangulation marks on his skin, his eyes turned white, and he let out a painful roar.

At the same time, streaks of black qi loomed on the burly fighter's body, shaped like a rope like a python, exuding an incomparably evil aura, which was the main reason why the burly fighter was so painful.

"I ...... I...... ...... "A low voice of pain tried to get it from the burly fighter, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get a sound out of his mouth.

Because the burly fighter's neck was also wrapped in a black smoke, he was about to suffocate, so naturally it was impossible to make a normal sound.

For a while, in the face of such a cruel scene, the audience was stunned, as the so-called killing is not too much, it is easy to defeat the opponent, why use this method to torture the other party, it is simply too much.

However, the elegant scholar didn't seem to see the reaction of the audience around him at all, and still went his own way, constantly strangling and controlling the black smoke, and the burly fighter let out a scream of pain, but he seemed to be enjoying it, showing a look of some indulgence.

Finally, probably the elders of this burly fighter's division couldn't bear to see the burly fighter being tortured like this, so they were ready to find the arbitration body of the sword fighting arena to admit defeat.

But at this time, the elegant scholar seemed to have expected it, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he smiled cruelly: "Give it to me, die!" ”

The words fell, and the black smoke wrapped around the burly fighter's body suddenly exerted force, and under a miserable scream, a cloud of blood mist exploded, and a good big living person was strangled into several sections.

In an instant, the thick smell of blood spread to all sides, and the audience who witnessed such a tragic situation were all stunned.

And the elders of the burly fighter's division immediately let out an angry killing intent after a short period of surprise, and said angrily: "How daring, obviously we have decided to admit defeat, why are you still so cruel?" Damn, give me back my life in vain! ”

I saw that the burly warrior's master took out a heavy blade, and slashed at the elegant scholar, and the aura of the Taoist saint had already burst out like an ocean, and he had already reached the cultivation of the saint's triple heaven.

However, in the face of such a powerful preaching saint, the elegant scholar turned a blind eye, because he knew that the other party could not hurt him at all.

Sure enough, an elder of the sword spirit lineage who specialized in maintaining the order of the sword fighting arena appeared between the two sides in an instant, and with a swing of the sword blade, he forced the other party back, and said coldly: "Sign life and death off the stage, win or lose on the stage, this is your disciple's own choice, and if you are not as good as others, you can't complain about others." ”

The burly fighter's master said angrily: "My disciple has obviously admitted defeat, but he still did this, is this the so-called fairness?" ”

The elder of the sword spirit line sighed, how could he not know the reason, and he was even more ashamed of the behavior of the elegant scholar in his heart, but the rules are the rules, as long as the admit of defeat is not shouted, the battle will continue.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant the sitting elder of the Sword Spirit Clan was, he still raised his head and said, "Are you questioning the fairness of our Sword Spirit Clan? ”

The burly fighter's master fell silent on the spot, in fact, he also knew the twists and turns in his heart, and he knew even more about why his disciple couldn't admit defeat, but just like the elder of the sword spirit lineage said, on the surface, it was still fair.

In other words, it doesn't do him any good to go on like this, he just falls into the trap of the other party.

Therefore, after a short period of thought, the burly fighter's master had a plan and said coldly: "Since this is the case, the old man must personally meet this junior who does not know the height of the sky for a while." ”

In this regard, the elder of the sword spirit line refused without thinking about it: "Impossible, the cultivation of the other party's saint one heavy heaven, you are the cultivation of the saint three heavens, unless the other party challenges you, so according to the rules of the sword fighting arena, you can't send an invitation to the other party to fight." ”

The burly warrior's master gritted his teeth and said, "I can use the magic weapon of suppressing cultivation to suppress my own cultivation in the realm of the saint one heaven." ”

The elder of the sword spirit vein still shook his head and said: "This is not the relationship between the realms, one more heaven will have more understanding of the Heavenly Dao, and the means and experience mastered will be one more point, even the same realm is unfair, so Dao friends, please go back, our sword arena will not agree to this kind of unfair battle." But after leaving the sword arena, this is not the jurisdiction of our Sword Spirit Clan, and what Daoist friends want to do, our Sword Spirit Clan will not pay any attention. ”

In fact, it was very inappropriate for the elder of the Sword Spirit Pulse to say these words, but he still made it clear, and the meaning was very simple, that is, no matter how unhappy you are, don't make trouble in the Sword Fighting Arena, and we can't control what we want to do outside.

And after hearing these words, the elder of the sword spirit line also knew that he might not be able to continue today, so he could only glance at the elegant scholar who was still there with great resentment, put away the heavy sword, his eyes were full of coldness and killing intent, and he turned around and left violently.

After seeing the other party leave, the elder of the sword spirit line turned to look at the elegant scholar, and said coldly: "No matter what your intentions are, please remember that this is the sword fighting arena of the sword spirit lineage, if you dare to use such despicable means to torture and kill the opponent next time, no matter who is standing behind you, our sword spirit line will not let you go." ”

The elegant scholar smiled coldly, didn't even look at the elder sitting in the sword spirit lineage, turned around and left.

"Hey!" The elder of the sword spirit line sighed helplessly, his eyes swept somewhere, as if he was making some kind of warning, and he didn't care whether the other party could see it or not, and then turned to leave.

And where the elder of the sword spirit line was staring, there was a luxurious box in the sword arena, and two people sat in it, one was shrouded in a black cloak, and the other was a skeleton with a silver glow.

At this moment, I saw the silver skeleton and said with a smile: "This kid is so good at causing trouble, I really don't know what Lord Shenjun likes about him and actually accepts him as an apprentice." ”

The black cloak replied coldly, "Pay attention to what you said, how can you speculate on the plans of Lord Divine Monarch?" ”

The silver skeleton's face froze, as if his mind had already been seen through by some terrifying existence, he looked around cautiously, and then smiled after a long time: "Haha, Lord Shenjun's great idea, I naturally don't dare to speculate, but if the wheel continues to make trouble like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete the task given to us by Lord Shenjun." ”

The black cloak did not contain any emotion in his voice, and continued to reply coldly: "I have to admit that the talent of the wheel is indeed very amazing, and it is really a bit unexpected to grow to such a height in such a short period of time. But you're right, it seems that he must be restrained, otherwise the next plan will indeed cause some unnecessary trouble. ”

The silver skeleton immediately said happily, "Yes, yes, I knew it would be like this, so I must have a good talk with this kid." ”

The black cloak nodded casually, and said in an urn voice: "Okay, the wheel has come, I will have a good talk with him next, so be it for the time being." ”

The silver skeleton smiled strangely, and said nothing more.

And at this moment, almost at the moment when the elegant scholar entered the box, a group of people rode into a carriage outside the sword arena, led by a young man with a wicked smile on his face. For mobile phone users, please visit m.