The Iron Blood Arena is very huge, with flashing lights, and can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people, who are looking at the arena one by one, cheering and roaring.

The owner of the fighting arena also opened a gambling game in the arena.

In every match, there are countless people who bet on the winner in the fighting arena.

Ye Wushuang and the three of them entered the fighting arena, were greeted by a beautiful woman, arranged the order of their appearances, and the three of them found a place, sat down, and watched the competition in the arena.

At this time, in the fighting arena, a black-clothed swordsman fought against an iron lump with his whole body like a fortress, and the long sword fell on the guy's body, leaving only a white mark, and the sharp sword qi could not hurt him in the slightest.

Even if the black-clothed swordsman is subtle and his body is as fast as lightning, he still can't control the outcome of this fight, and he can't do anything in the face of the invulnerable burly man.

"What a terrible body!"

Hua Wuyang said in shock when he saw the long sword fall on the strong man, and even brought sparks.

"This person's physical body can only break ten thousand with strength. ”

Han Shan, who was on the side, spoke.

"Hahaha••••••"

Next to Han Shan, a noble young man with a beautiful woman exposed, after hearing Han Shan's words, he laughed, and the woman in his arms was also sarcastic.

"Isn't it funny?"

Seeing the young man who looked like a noble son, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth and said.

"Isn't it funny? Do you know what kind of existence Tie Feng is, Tie Feng's physical body, but it can be called invincible, he has entered the fighting arena more than thirty times, and no one can break his physical defense, Iron Martial Spirit, who can break it in the same realm. ”

When the young man said about Tie Feng, the strong man in the field, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

"Boom!"

Just then, a loud bang rang out.

I saw that the swordsman, who was as fast as lightning, was grabbed by Tie Feng and smashed down against the fighting arena.

A crisp bone cracking sound sounded, and the black-clothed swordsman passed out directly.

"Tiefeng!Tiefeng!••••••"

"Tiefeng!Tiefeng!••••••"

"Tiefeng!Tiefeng!••••••"

In the audience of the fighting arena, a tsunami-like sound came out, and some young women, even screaming, roared at Tie Feng from afar, willing to accompany them.

"Hahaha, Tiefeng Fighter, he has completed the thirty-fifth consecutive victory, his unparalleled defense, no one can break it, he can definitely sit firmly on the throne of the Heavenly King and become the new Fighting Heavenly King!"

"Tiefeng Fighter, are you willing to continue to challenge!"

The woman presiding over the fight shouted into the arena.

"Fight!"

Tie Feng's face was full of fighting intent and patted his chest, which once again attracted a burst of cheers.

"Good! good!"

"Challenger, the 1361st Fighter, Han Shan!"

The woman who presided over exhaled.

"Tiefeng is invincible!"

The noble-looking young man looked at Ye Wushuang and the others, and there was a burst of contempt, and he shouted at Tie Feng in the fighting arena.

"You're so proud, aren't you afraid that Tie Feng will be beaten to death?"

The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth flashed with a sneer.

"Hehe, beat Tie Feng to death, is it possible?"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the aristocratic young man looked disdainful, as if he had heard the best joke in the world, and said to the woman in his arms: "Baby, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it, Tiefeng is invincible!"

The woman in the young man's arms looked at Ye Wushuang with disdain.

"Ahem!"

"Naturally, you are so confident, why don't you bet?"

When Ye Wushuang spoke, a woman walked over and asked the audience to place a bet.

"Humph!"

"What if you don't bet is a fool?" the aristocratic young man looked proud.

Said heroically: "Baby, buy all the property we brought with us today Tie Fengsheng!" The young man with the appearance of a nobleman looked proud.

"Okay!"

The woman kissed the aristocratic young man on the face, beckoned the woman over, and pressed all the property.

Seeing that the aristocratic-looking young man had finished everything, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth, and he said to the woman: "Beauty, what are the odds of Han Shan winning?"

"Distinguished guest, because Tiefeng's defense is invincible, the odds of Han Shan's win now are 1:10!"

The woman's mouth came with a seductive voice.

"That's a lot!"

"I'll bet 5,000 spirit crystals and buy Hanshan to win!"

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth.

"Guest, are you sure?"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the woman thought she had misheard, and asked again.

"You heard it right, I'm going to bet 5,000 spirit crystals to buy Han Shan and win!"

Ye Wushuang smiled at the corner of his mouth and confirmed again.

"Okay!"

The woman smiled at Ye Wushuang and turned to leave.

"Idiot!"

As soon as the woman left, there was a taunt from someone around her.

"Haha, silly X!"

The aristocratic young man looked at Ye Wushuang with a mocking face!

"Ahem!"

"I have a lot of money, do you have any opinions?"

Hearing the young man's words, the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth flashed with a sneer, and he said disdainfully.

"You're •••••••!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the young man's expression was ugly.

"Hmph, what if you have a lot of money, wait and wait to strip off your clothes and get out!"

The noble-looking young man snorted coldly.

It feels very shameless.

After a few minutes, the bets were finally placed.

A bell rings, and the competition is about to begin!

"Han Shan, it's up to you, this is all our net worth!"

The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth flashed with a smile.

"Don't worry!"

Han Shan's eyes were bright, and he turned around and strode towards the fighting arena.

"Poof!"

Not far from Ye Wushuang and the others, the noble-looking young man made a mocking voice at Ye Wushuang and the others.

"Isn't it funny?"

Hua Wuyang's face was disgusted.

"Isn't it funny, do you think your companions will be able to defeat the invincible Iron Peak?" the noble-looking young man laughed.

"If you can win, open your dog's eyes and see if you can win!"

For the aristocratic young man who hugged the woman unscrupulously, Hua Wuyang looked disgusted.

"You're •••••••!"

Hearing Hua Wuyang's words, the young man's eyes exploded with killing intent, and he was about to stand up.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Ye Wushuang's body erupted with terrifying killing intent, enveloping the young man.

At this moment, the young man felt that he was in an endless killing intent, the killing intent of Senhan invaded the bone marrow, the young man's body trembled, the words in his mouth were swallowed, and his face turned pale!

"Waste, that's it!"

Hua Wuyang looked at the pale young man with a look of disdain.

Under Ye Wushuang's cold killing intent, the man didn't dare to say a word, but when he looked at Hua Wuyang's gaze, it was cold.

In the middle of the fighting arena, Han Shan walked in and stood there, looking at the burly man, Tie Feng, with disdain.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

In the arena, a tsunami-like roar rang out.

But these whistling sounds are all cheering for Tie Feng, and as for Han Shan, no one cares.