Chapter 8: The Buddha Comes to Kill the Buddha
The figure that fluttered down instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Eh, someone went down!"
"Still a girl!"
"If you want money, you don't want to die......"
Everyone crowded in front of the fence and talked about it.
At this time, the middle-aged man who had just exited stood up again, glanced down, and raised his voice:
"Good! There's a girl out of the game now! And what other warrior has the guts to fight?! The ink pattern order is priceless, and this is the only opportunity! ”
Middle-aged people work hard to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm.
At that moment, the onlookers couldn't help but rub their hands.
"I'll start with ......"
Suddenly, a pleasant voice came from the gladiatorial arena. The sound was not loud, but it attracted everyone's attention for a moment.
The surroundings of the huge gladiatorial arena gradually quieted down.
Mo Fengwu raised her head and swept her eyes:
"The ink pattern order is the treasure of the Mo family, no one can take away ......" Speaking of this, Mo Fengwu paused slightly. His eyes looked around, and finally landed on the white-faced brocade-clothed boy in the stone building.
Then the corners of his lips were instantly hooked, revealing a touching smile.
"The Buddha comes to kill the Buddha, and the immortal comes to kill the immortal!"
Word by word, it was as light as catkins, but in an instant, it was like a fierce cold wind, enveloping the entire gladiatorial arena.
The people who were still eager to try it suddenly trembled in their hearts.
Sun Yao, the prince of the Marquis of Yin Mountain, who was sitting in the elegant seat of the stone building, was also stunned for a moment, and immediately burst out laughing wildly!
"Hahaha...... Interesting! It's so much fun! Come on, this son wants to add color! ”
The attendant next to him immediately responded respectfully. After a while, I saw the middle-aged man who was the host and said:
"Good! Now there is Yinshan Hou Shizi plus a color head, a second-order spirit stone! Who wants to go out and fight that girl? ”
Spirit stones are essential for cultivators. Whether it is an alchemist, an alchemist, or a martial artist, as long as you cultivate, you will definitely use it. And according to the spiritual power contained, the spirit stone is also the same as the spirit grass demonic beast, which is divided into nine orders.
The first to third orders are called stones, which belong to ordinary products; Above the third order is called crystal, which belongs to high-quality products; And the sixth order and above is called the pith, which is the highest quality.
But even the most ordinary mortal spirit stones are worth a lot of money. Like the spirit herb elixir, it is a money-burning thing.
In a place like Shiliji, most of them come to some poor families, and their lives are tight, and a second-order spirit stone is simply a windfall.
So as soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, everyone who had just been shocked by Mo Fengwu instantly regained their ambitions.
Immediately afterward, a man in his early thirties jumped out of the gladiatorial arena.
The man was not tall, thin, and had a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, and at first glance he was a cunning man.
As soon as he landed, the man first glanced at Mo Fengwu and found that the other party did not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations. Suddenly he smiled and said:
"Little girl, this is not a place to make trouble, listen to the words of the master obediently, and the master will leave you a life, you say ......"
The man said as he approached Mo Fengwu quietly. Then, without waiting for the words to finish, he suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed at Mo Fengwu!
"! This kid sneaks up! ”
"Shameless...... Belch! ”
When the onlookers above saw the man suddenly make a move, they couldn't help but scold...... But before he finished scolding, it stopped abruptly in an instant!
I saw that in the gladiatorial arena at this moment, the girl with a slender figure and a veil on her face had already pinched the man's throat with one hand, and then slowly let go.
Immediately afterwards, the man who was the first to strike first who was still despicable just now fell to the ground in an instant......
Dead in a rage!