Huang Shang's eyes froze, he really didn't think so far, indeed, a slave god of death who has survived countless life-and-death battles is immeasurable, if he is used to cultivate, he will become a terrifying master, and he will be used by the master of the prison arena.

"As for the Yuan Shi they compensated, we have to pay the Yuan Shi when we enter this city within a city, although it is not much, but there are so many people here, how many do you count? In addition, if you want to sit in the front, you have to pay a medium-grade yuan stone per person, and then you calculate, how much is this?"

Yu Hui patiently explained to Huang Shang, Huang Shang smiled and shook his head, he thought too superficially, only to see the demon beast and the slave Death Reaper being killed and pay compensation to Yuanshi, but ignored how many people the prison arena attracted here.

At this time, the old man stood in the prison and said loudly: "Scorpion Tiger, fourth-level spirit demon beast, record of twenty-eight victories!"

When the crowd heard the old man's words, they gasped, twenty-eight victories, so terrifying, which means that twenty-eight human gods of death have died in the mouth of the scorpion tiger.

"Lingwu Realm fourfold people are imprisoned, and the winner will be rewarded with twenty medium-grade yuan stones, and those below the four-fold Lingwu realm will be rewarded with one hundred medium-grade yuan stones."

The old man continued, and then walked to the door of the prison and waited for the prisoner.

"Twenty medium-grade yuan stones, a lot."

Huang Shang said secretly, twenty medium-grade yuan stones, that is, two thousand lower-grade yuan stones, can be cultivated on the fourth floor of the academy's cultivation tower for two years.

Two years, what a terrifying concept.

"Gambling with one's life in exchange for the reward is also terrifying."

Huang Shang said secretly, he found that the Sea Underworld Temple was really poor, and the owner of this city within a city, the number of Yuan Stones he had, he didn't know how terrible it was.

Twenty medium-grade yuan stones, you can buy a batch of slave Grim Reaper, and you can also exchange it for some good martial arts.

Thinking of this, Huang Shang stood up without hesitation and said indifferently: "This prison fight, I'll come!"

"I'll do this prison fight!"

Huang Shang's voice was not too loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear clearly.

The crowd looked at Huang Shang, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, such a handsome young man, he actually wanted to fight with the scorpion tiger?

It can be said that every person who stepped into the prison to fight in prison was not weak, they didn't dare to joke with their lives, and only did they do it with a certain certainty, but even so, there were still twenty-eight people who died in the hands of the scorpion tiger, and it can be seen from here how strong the scorpion tiger is.

The fourfold god of death in the Lingwu Realm, if you want to defeat the scorpion tiger, it is very difficult.

As for the people below the fourth level of the Lingwu Realm, they don't need to think about it, so the other party dares to offer a sky-high price of one hundred medium-grade yuan stones, and no one can get it.

When Bai Ze and the others saw Huang Shang standing up, they all showed a grim smile, it seemed that another disciple of the general galaxy was going to die in the prison arena.

"It's a pity, I'm afraid that the people who want to see the black devil humiliate him will be disappointed."

The man in yellow smiled coldly, Huang Shang actually wanted to imprison the scorpion tiger and look for death.

"A pariah is a pariah, for the sake of a mere yuanshi, I don't want my life, but that cheap life is not worth anything."

Huang Shang turned his gaze, his eyes fell on the young man in yellow, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Prison Arena, allow prisoner fights between people, they provide prisons, you, do you want to try it with me?"

Huang Shang's voice was as loud as the young man in yellow, and how many people heard what the young man in yellow said, Huang Shang's words also reached the ears of many people.

His face stiffened slightly, and the young man in yellow did not answer.

"Don't dare to fight, what are you farting there? Waste, except for a mouth that can say big things, what else can it do! ”

There was a strong irony in Huang Shang's tone, which made the young man in yellow stare there, feeling the strange gaze coming from around him, he exuded coldness all over his body, and stared at Huang Shang coldly.

"Self-inflicted humiliation!"

Yu Hui said with a faint smile, and his voice was particularly harsh.

There was no need to pay attention to the other party, Huang Shang raised his steps and walked to the old man outside the prison door.

I saw that the old man immediately opened the prison door and let Huang Shang enter it.

Huang Shang stepped into the prison door, and suddenly felt a depressing breath, as if he was bound in a cage, this feeling was very uncomfortable.

When the scorpion tiger saw Huang Shang walk in, he immediately let out a low roar.

Spirit demon beasts already have wisdom, they know very well who the enemy is, and they also know that as long as they don't kill Huang Shang, it will be themselves who die.

The little eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a sharp cold light, and the body of the scorpion tiger slowly squirmed towards Huang Shang.

Huang Shang took a very indifferent stride towards the scorpion tiger, his steps were steady, his eyes were calm, and he didn't need to be nervous.

At this moment, the huge body of the scorpion tiger suddenly jumped up and pounced towards Huang Shangfei, compared to the squirming just now, its speed at this moment was not much faster.

"Eight Desolation Palms!"

Huang Shang's hands trembled, and suddenly, palm prints filled the sky, roaring out, with his perverted comprehension of martial arts, Huang Shang's casual blow was enough to kill ordinary people in the Spiritual Martial Realm.

When the scorpion tiger saw the palm prints in the sky, he didn't dodge or dodge, and the cold sickle claws cut on the palm prints, and even broke many palm prints directly, which was extremely sharp.

Of course, the Eight Desolation Palms and Palm Prints are all over the Eight Desolations, and it is impossible for the Scorpion Tiger to break them all, and there are still a lot of palm prints bombarded on it, making the Scorpion Tiger let out a few low roars, and its huge body also landed on the ground, but what surprised Huang Shang was that after being directly attacked by the Eight Desolation Palms, the Scorpion Tiger did not need to be hurt at all.

"It's really a perverted defense."

Huang Shang said secretly, no wonder he was able to kill twenty-eight gods of death.

A low roar came from the scorpion tiger's mouth, the small eyes became colder and colder, the body trembled, and the huge body rushed out towards Huang Shang again.

Huang Shang did not use the Eight Desolation Palms again this time, but raised his palm, and suddenly, the white sword gang was uncertain in Huang Shang's hand, and a sword momentum directly locked the body of the scorpion tiger.

"Roaring ......"

Sensing this sharp sword momentum, the scorpion tiger let out a loud roar in the air, and the sharp claws of the scythe were like sharp blades, cutting towards Huang Shang's head.

If he was hit, I am afraid that Huang Shang's body would be cut open in an instant and split in two.

At this time, I saw that Huang Shang's footsteps moved slightly, and his body deviated, so that his body would not be all within the attack range of the scorpion tiger, and his palm was slowly raised at this time, heading towards the scorpion tiger's scythe claws.

"What is he doing?"

"With the palm of your hand to the claws of the manticore? This guy is crazy and dead. ”

The crowd looked stunned when they saw this scene, and many people had seen the battle of the scorpion tiger, and many people were directly disemboweled by the scorpion tiger's sickle claws, and those sharp claws were sharper than swords.

At this time, Huang Shang's palm finally collided with the scorpion tiger's scythe claw, and the swallowing sword gang burst out with a brilliant white light.

What shocked the crowd was that Huang Shang's palm was not only unscathed, but the scorpion tiger actually let out a low roar, as if it was very painful.

"How is that possible? How could his palm be sharper than the claws of the scorpion tiger?"

The crowd's eyes twitched, revealing an incredulous look.

But seeing that at this time, Huang Shang's body was bullied and approached, and he actually wanted to melee with the demon beast scorpion tiger, and it was another palm knife, directly slashing at the scorpion tiger, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

"Click!"

A bone-cracking sound came out, brown blood splattered, and a deep blood mark appeared on the body of the scorpion tiger, which was cut open by Huang Shang's palm.

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