"Good swordsmanship!"

Mu Feng's eyes lit up, the swordsmanship of this young man in white was simply almost to the extreme.

Even, Mu Feng didn't doubt that the speed of this person's sword alone was already comparable to his own phantom sword style and thunder style!

You must know that this person's realm cultivation is only Wuhou Liuzhong!

Laugh at!

As if splitting a line between heaven and earth, this sword light directly tore apart the fire light of the fiery red long-haired man.

"No!"

An angry roar came from the red-haired man's mouth.

Inside, there is a lot of horror and regret!

Burst!

The next moment, the head of the man with long fiery red hair was thrown high, and the blood was soaring, like a bloody peony blooming in the air.

Slash with a sword!

"Kill!"

"Good kill!"

The blood made these outlaws in the Blood Killing Domain extremely excited.

Those warriors who bet on the white-clothed swordsman were even more excited, and with this moment alone, their principal tripled!

The white-clothed young man looked around, his eyes did not contain a trace of fluctuation, and said indifferently: "Wuhou sevenfold and below, you can come." ”

And the aura on his body is only Wuhou Liuzhong.

It can be said that his words, in the eyes of outsiders, can be described as extremely arrogant!

You must know that in the Blood Killing Domain, if every martial artist here didn't have two hits, I'm afraid there would be no bones left that had been devoured long ago.

"Hmph, stinky boy, let the uncle lose the spirit stone, see if I don't kill you!"

A big man who had just bet on the red-haired man and lost the spirit stone, looked at the young man in the blood arena, stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and flew out.

Rumble!

This person, looking at a mountain knife on his shoulder, exuded a majestic and heroic aura.

"It's Lu Tong, the Broken Knife Guest, this person, but he is an existence ranked ninety-fifth on the blood killing list. ”

"Wow, I heard that this Lu Tong knife technique is fierce and domineering, people block and kill, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, which is completely unreasonable!"

"Now, it's time to be stable. ”

......

The people around were talking about it.

Obviously, this Lu Tong, even in this bloody killing domain, is a ruthless stubble with a fierce reputation.

Clang!

The gambling house, open again.

Lu Tong, the odds are 1 to 1 to 3.

The swordsman in white, the odds are one to two.

After all, there is a precedent for the red-haired man who slashed the six-fold martial marquis with that amazing sword just now, so the odds are slightly reduced.

Now, the number of top-grade spirit stones in Mu Feng's hands has reached 150,000, which makes Mu Feng very excited.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before his spirit stone is enough to complete the breakthrough again.

"Continue to bet on the white-clothed swordsman, 150,000 spirit stones. ”

Mu Feng said firmly.

And Xiao Yu'er also tasted the sweetness, and also used the spirit stones she earned to press 50,000.

Those warriors who just wanted to take Lu Tong hesitated.

However, they knew Lu Tong's strength, so except for a few people who insisted on following Mu Feng to bet on the white-clothed swordsman, most of them still bet on Lu Tong.

Rumble!

Fighting broke out again.

This time, instead of a crushing victory like just now, the white-clothed swordsman engaged in a fierce battle.

After all, that land pass is also extremely powerful.

In the end, the white-clothed swordsman, at the cost of his injuries, slashed Lu Tong and fought with Blood.

Wow!

Suddenly, the scene was in an uproar.

"Damn, why is this kid so strong!"

"It's blood mold today, grass!"

"It seems that he has no plans to go down yet, whoever goes up will kill him!"

......

Countless warriors roared hysterically.

And Mu Feng's eyes flashed, and he saw a trace of crazy hatred in the eyes of the young man in white, as well as an incomparably stubborn tenacity.

It made him feel a sense of sympathy.

In the past, Su Rou was taken away by the moon and the wind, and Mu Feng's state was just like the white-clothed young man in the field who was stained with blood on his white clothes.

Although he was injured, his heart burned with the crazy obsession of tearing the enemy apart!

"This young man is also a man with a story. ”

Mu Feng muttered.

Xiao Yu'er nodded.

Shout!

At the same time, a gray light and shadow flashed, and I saw a thin and short old man's figure appear on the blood fighting platform.

"Old Man Kuser!"

As the old man entered, there was a commotion in the field.

"Old man Kusuo, ranked eighty-fifth on the blood killing list, although he is also a martial marquis seventh, but his strength is to throw off that Lu Tong several streets. ”

"It is rumored that the old man's unique stunt, the Kusuo magic skill, can turn the body into a shape like dry firewood, invulnerable, invulnerable, and invulnerable. ”

......

"Now, I'm afraid that the white-clothed swordsman is a little dangerous. ”

Mu Feng's eyes flashed and he sighed.

From the withered old man's body, he felt a trace of death.

In the memory of the peerless ruthless emperor, it is extremely difficult to kill a person who cultivates with death qi, and even once he is invaded by his death qi, it will leave a great disaster for the martial artist.

Clang!

The old man withered, the odds are one to two.

The swordsman in white, the odds, one to five!

"Three hundred thousand, white-clothed swordsman!"

Mu Feng looked at the young man in white and blood, and there was a trace of admiration in his heart.

"Senior brother!"

Xiao Yu'er reminded.

"Senior sister, you don't have to follow this time, I just have some appreciation for the white-clothed swordsman, this bet is all based on feelings. ”

Mu Feng said.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er's beautiful eyes glanced at Mu Feng deeply.

Perhaps, the white-clothed swordsman touched a soft place in the heart of his junior brother with a veil of mystery.

"Quick, follow this kid. ”

Mu Feng won the bet three times just now, and this time he bet on 300,000 spirit crystals, which made those who were hesitant follow the bet.

Rumble!

The battle in the bloody arena broke out violently.

Sure enough, as Mu Feng expected, soon, the white-clothed swordsman fell into disadvantage!

Burst!

On his body, he was also torn out of wounds by the withered old man, and even, where the wound was, there was a gray aura circulating, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

"Die!"

Suddenly, the withered old man screamed and bullied up.

"It's you who died!"

At this moment, what even Mu Feng didn't expect was that suddenly, the white-clothed swordsman's eyes burst out with a strong desire to survive, and he directly broke through to Wuhou Qizhong.

A sword, like a flint of lightning, pierced the right eye of the old man!

"Ah~"

With a terrible scream, the long sword of the white-clothed swordsman was wiped, and only a large piece of the withered old man's skull was cut off, and the inside was gray and ruined, without the slightest trace of blood.

However, it was clear that at this moment, the white-clothed swordsman had the upper hand.

Boom!

In the luxury box, a table and chair were directly smashed.

"What do you say, if that white-clothed swordsman wins, this time, we will lose six million top-grade spirit crystals?"

Shangguan Hong's angry voice came.

"That's right, all these reasons are on that purple-clothed boy, and this time, he will earn one and a half million top-grade spirit crystals!" Deacon Xuanyi said in a low voice.

"Damn!"

Shangguan Hong's eyes, through the window, stared at the purple-clothed figure in the distance, murderous!

(End of chapter)