"I've heard about this kind of thing a few days ago, and since you've done it once, it's normal to do it a second time."

Huang Shang's words made the other party speechless, Mu Fan stared at Huang Shang and asked:

"What do you want?"

Huang Shang: "I want to find a person with identity to be a witness, to witness the genius of the Soul Suppression Courtyard and me in a life-and-death prison fight, how can I be a sensation, otherwise it will be too worthless to die, of course, this person can't be a person from the Soul Suppression Courtyard, nor can he be a person from the prison arena." ”

"Hmph, where do you want me to find someone to witness to you? It's ridiculous, do you fight or not. Mu Fan was a little impatient.

But at this moment, in the crowd, a voice came:

"Let me be a witness for you."

In an instant, the eyes of the crowd looked towards the person who spoke, this person was a young man sitting in the back position.

This young man's eyes are gentle, with a sense of elegance on his body, and the light smile on his face makes people feel close, but the temperament he occasionally exudes makes people feel a little ashamed of themselves, as if in front of him, he is inferior.

When the aristocratic young man saw this person, his pupils contracted, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

It's him!

He actually appeared here, but no one knew!

The young man who suddenly appeared approached with a smile and nodded at Huang Shang:

"I'm here to testify, I don't know what your opinion is?"

Huang Shang was a little surprised, the other party looked at him and smiled, giving him a feeling like a spring breeze, very comfortable.

This person, with a noble and approachable temperament, an elegant and gentle smile, looks so perfect that it can be said that it is difficult for anyone to feel bad when they see him.

Although Huang Shang didn't know this person, he didn't want to refuse the other party's request and let the other party testify.

This feeling made Huang Shang feel a little weird in his heart, it was too perfect, but it made him feel unreal.

"Of course I don't have a problem." The aristocratic Grim Reaper shook his head, his eyes still full of shock, obviously surprised by this man's appearance.

Mu Fan's eyes condensed slightly when he heard the words of the aristocratic youth, he didn't know this person, but it was obvious that this person's identity was extraordinary, otherwise, it would be impossible for the extremely high-status aristocratic young man to show such a frightened look, and he was very respectful to the person who appeared, and he didn't dare to disobey his words.

"What do you think?" The young man's gaze fell on Huang Shang again, and he continued with a smile:

"Don't worry, with me, you have a prisoner fight with him, I can guarantee absolute fairness, and no one dares to pursue you afterwards."

What a big breath!

Huang Shang's eyes flickered, and he secretly guessed the identity of this person, but without any clues, he couldn't guess who the other party was, only that the identity of this young man must be extraordinary.

"In that case, let you bear witness."

Huang Shang nodded, although he felt that the other party was not real, he still agreed.

With this young man's identity, it is impossible to lie in front of everyone, and besides, he is completely unnecessary.

"Thank you." The young man smiled at Huang Shang and nodded, very polite.

Huang Shang's eyes turned and fell on Mu Fan's body:

"Please."

Mu Fan took a deep look at Huang Shang's eyes under the mask, but what he saw was only depth and indifference, without any nervousness, let alone fear.

The two entered the prison.

The person in charge of the prison fight led the Red Flame Demon Lion out of the prison and gave the prison to Huang Shang and Mu Fan.

Mu Fan and Huang Shang stood opposite each other, and Huang Shang's eyes were still so calm and unfazed.

And Mu Fan's eyes narrowed into a line, and asked faintly:

"Death in the Soul Sacred Courtyard of Xiazhen, Mu Fan, who is Your Excellency?"

"Deadly." Huang Shang said casually.

What the!

Deadly?

I saw that Ye Zijun and Ye Zilong, the brothers and sisters in the stands, trembled suddenly!

"Dead!"

What a familiar name!

This person is also called deadly!

In the past, in the martial arts of Situ City, Huang Shang was wearing a silver mask and turned into a life!

"Huang Shang?" Ye Zilong muttered, his eyes narrowed into a slit, it was too coincidental, he had to doubt Huang Shang's identity under the mask.

"It's not Huang Shang." Ye Zijun shook his head:

"If he was Huang Shang, how could he be so calm when he saw us? Even his gaze just glanced at us lightly, not to mention, although Huang Shang's talent was not weak, he was only the 'Ultimate Death Reaper Second Layer' when he was in Situ City, and now, it has only been less than half a year, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to reach the fifth layer realm. ”

Upgraded from the strength of the second layer to the fifth layer, there are three realms in between, if you want to cross, how easy it is to say, many people can not progress to one realm in a year, people who can cross two realms are considered geniuses, talent is the best choice, as for crossing three realms in half a year, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is simply impossible.

Ye Zilong also nodded, agreeing with his sister Ye Zijun's point of view.

In Ye Zijun's opinion, the strength of the Red Flame Demon Lion is obviously the fifth layer of the ultimate god of death, and judging from Huang Shang's cultivation in Situ City at the beginning, it is impossible to make such a big progress.

Therefore, Ye Zijun and Ye Zilong think that the "life-taking" wearing a mask cannot be Huang Shang.

Both claimed to have killed themselves, which was just a coincidence.

In prison, Mu Fan heard Huang Shang's words and sneered:

"Deadly? I'd like to see why you're so arrogant! ”

Hula!

As he spoke, a coldness bloomed on Mu Fan's body, and a "momentum" was born!

"Potential?"

Huang Shang's eyes condensed slightly, he didn't expect the other party to control a very powerful oppressive force, no wonder the aristocratic young man would be willing to give him the Red Flame Demon Lion by this means.

With Mu Fan's talent, it is indeed worthy of the aristocratic young man to woo him, but the price of this Red Flame Demon Lion is a little bigger.

Seeing Huang Shang's slightly condensed eyes, Mu Fan's eyes showed a smug look, it seems that this person's strength is not very good, I believe that he will be able to win easily if he oppresses each other.

"Sharp-toothed guy, under the pressure of my general trend, your strength can be exerted to fifty percent at most, but I can exert one hundred percent of my strength, you are not my opponent at all, proposing a life and death fight, you are undoubtedly looking for death!"

When Mu Fan spoke, he stepped forward, and suddenly, the oppressive momentum became more powerful, and the pressure on Huang Shang's body was extremely heavy!

"Potential, what!" Huang Shang sneered, and suddenly, the momentum oppressed on his body immediately weakened a few points.

Followed by!

Huang Shang stepped forward, and his body turned into a phantom, walking through this oppressive momentum!

"Huh?"

Mu Fan frowned, then snorted coldly, and his steps stepped again, and suddenly the oppressive momentum made a whistling sound, becoming more and more intense, and rushed towards Huang Shang.

However, at this moment, Mu Fan saw Huang Shang raise his palm, and the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc, Huang Shang didn't pay any attention to the oppressive momentum, on his palm, a chilling cold light was unsettled, like a poisonous dragon's spear!

Potential is a kind of realm, invisible and invisible, but it can oppress the opponent and improve his own strength, however, Huang Shang's realm is from the potential to the subtle, and the realm of micro is higher than the opponent's potential, and unconsciously, it can resolve most of the opponent's potential, it can be said that Mu Fan's potential does not affect Huang Shang much at all.

Everyone looked at the gunlight that was spitting pitch black and heart-shattering, and their hearts trembled, could it be that Huang Shang's dead soul is a dead soul, a gun?

As for Mu Fan, he frowned at this time, Huang Shang's heart-shaking spear did not have a majestic momentum, nor did he have a strong sense of coercion, but it invisibly revealed the momentum of people, making his heart tremble, as if there was a powerful power invisibly oppressing him!

(End of chapter)