"I'm letting you go now, and I'm going to kneel on the ground and kowtow to you three times?"

Lin Yi was almost amused by Tu Su's innocent words.

Today's Tu Su, in front of Lin Yi, is a lost dog, as long as Lin Yi is willing, he can immediately end his life.

Who would have thought that Tu Su would dare to speak wildly in this situation, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"A bullshit sword demon sect, I haven't paid attention to it at all."

"You listen to me, even if the sect master of your Imperial Sword Demon Sect is in person, I won't bird him!"

"If you want to use the Sword Demon Sect to scare Lao Tzu, it's really naïve!"

Lin Yi sneered, raised his foot, and slammed on Tu Su's head, distorting Tu Su's face to the extreme.

Tu Su wailed in pain, feeling that his head was almost burst by Lin Yi's step, and with a little more force, Tu Su would die.

"Spare your life, spare your life......"

"Fellow Daoist, it's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I collided with you, so you have a lot of adults and let me go......"

Tu Su cried and pleaded, his voice hoarse.

Any monk who has gone through many difficulties and obstacles to cultivate to the Divine Yuan realm and become a saint is very sorry for his life.

What's more, Tu Su is a genius of the Imperial Sword Demon Sect, and his future prospects are limitless, so he naturally doesn't want to die here.

"Hehe, now you know how to kneel and beg for mercy?" Lin Yi sneered and took a sip disdainfully.

At the same time, the audience couldn't help but be in an uproar.

"What a powerful guy, but two tricks defeated Tu Su, and he begged for mercy! This son is definitely not small......"

"Tu Su is a famous man today, a dignified champion, and he was actually trampled on his head to beg for mercy, which is really sad......"

"Right now, Tu Su is a big man for the Sword Demon Sect. Originally, he won the championship, and the Sword Demon Sect became famous all over the world, which was a performance of meritorious service. But now, Tu Su is greedy for life and afraid of death, and in order to steal his life, he has no regard for dignity, so he is despised......"

In the audience, many tourists were disdainful and disdainful of Tu Sugou's begging behavior.

"Kill him! This guy is rampant and domineering, there is no one in his eyes, and he will only become a scourge if he stays ......" Mai Wen wrinkled his nose and snorted coldly.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud cheer rang out throughout the audience.

The invisible shroud that enveloped the gladiatorial arena was removed in an instant, and a figure descended from the sky and flew into the interior of the gladiatorial arena.

Lin Yi turned his head slightly and found that it was an elder in the gladiatorial arena. Gave birth to a horse's face, lean and lean. Judging from the breath, it is a master of the Holy King's ** Heavy Heaven.

"Fellow Daoist, I am a slender dhara from one of the subordinate sects of the Dark Alliance, 'King Kong Mountain', and I implore Daoist friends to show mercy to their subordinates and spare Tu Su's life."

The horse-faced old man pleaded.

"Hehe, you said to put it away?"

"What we are fighting is a life-and-death duel, and since it is a life-and-death duel, it is natural that it will not die endlessly, and there is no room for maneuver."

Lin Yi was not intimidated by the identity of the slender dhara in the slightest, and did not give an inch, competing against each other.

"Fellow Daoist, I heard that there was only a little friction between you, since it was a small friction, there was no need to make such a big move, it hurt the harmony......

"As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, it's better for me to be a peacemaker, set up a table of banquets, and resolve conflicts for you, how about it?"

Shandhara does not forgive.

Lin Yi was indifferent, but the strength in his feet increased a little.

"Spare your life, spare your life, wow......"

"Fellow Daoist, as long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to give away the championship prize I won, a total of one million catties of dragon marrow! I beg you to spare my life. ”

Tu Su was so frightened that he immediately changed his strategy and began to use a money offensive.

"A million catties of dragon marrow?"

Lin Yi sneered, "Do you think I'm missing that money?" As he spoke, he was about to step on Tu Su's head.

"Daoyou ......"

At this time, Slender Dhara hurriedly stepped forward and pleaded with a bitter face, "I am willing to add a million catties...... No, no, two million catties of dragon marrow, I just ask you to let him go! ”

Shandhara has the heart to cry.

Originally, I thought that the battle between Tu Su and Lin Yi would be a completely one-sided battle, and Shoudra would kill Lin Yi with an absolute advantage.

But I never expected that it would be such a result.

For Tu Su's death, Slender Dhara didn't care. However, if Tu Su dies in the gladiatorial arena, then it will inevitably affect the relationship between King Kong Mountain and the Imperial Sword Demon Sect.

This is not a good thing for King Kong Mountain, or even for the entire Dark Alliance.

Therefore, Slender Dhara, who took the initiative to invest the sky-high price of two million catties of dragon marrow, only begged Lin Yi to let Slender Dhara.

"Slender Dhara, it's not that I don't give you face, it's really that this Tu Su is too rampant, and he uses the name of the Sword Demon Sect to scare me at every turn, if I let him go, I'm afraid that there will be endless troubles......"

Lin Yi sneered.

"No, it won't ......"

"Fellow Daoist, as long as you let me go, I will definitely not retaliate against you...... I swear, I can make a blood oath in the name of Heavenly Dao, not only me, but the entire Imperial Sword Demon Sect will not retaliate against you......"

Tu Sulang pleaded, a handful of snot and a handful of tears.

"Hehe, don't swear or anything. It's enough for you to remember what you've said. Lin Yi smiled indifferently and let go of Tu Su's foot.

"Thank you for your grace ...... not killing"

Tu Su was overjoyed in his heart, gritted his teeth and sat up, constantly thanking Lin Yi, that humble appearance, where is there still a bit of heroism?

"Less nonsense, give money." Lin Yi didn't bother to look at Tu Su, spread out his hand, and stretched out his hand in front of Tu Su.

"Okay, okay."

Tu Su hurriedly took out a Qiankun cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Lin Yi respectfully.

The slender dhara on the side summoned two stewards, and after a while, they also sent two Qiankun cloth bags, each of which contained no more than one million catties of dragon marrow.

"Hehe, I'm going back to drink and eat now, do you have any opinions?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Tu Su with a smile.

"No opinion, no opinion...... Tu Su has been completely convinced, where can he dare to compete with Lin Yi?

"Farewell."

Lin Yi arched his hand at the Slender Dhara and strode towards the exit of the gladiatorial arena of the secret realm.

Mai Wen jumped down and took Lin Yi's hand with a happy look on his face.

"What the hell is this guy's coming from? Dare to openly despise the Imperial Sword Demon Sect, could it be that he is a disciple of the core seven major forces? ”

"Tsk, this kid is so fierce, he actually dares to reach out to the Sword Demon Sect and King Kong Mountain to ask for money, it's really bullish!"

"Looking at this son's posture, it seems that he is not afraid of the retaliation of the Sword Demon Sect and King Kong Mountain at all, and he is definitely not a good stubble!"

The five or six thousand tourists in the audience all exclaimed, secretly speculating about Lin Yi's true identity.