"Uncle said that he laughed, with his uncle's methods, he couldn't help but live and die in the ring, how could he joke with his own life, right?" Chen Ban'er said in a low voice.

"It also depends on the mood, I can still admit defeat if it's the worst!"

"Master, you are my own uncle...... Don't play with me, poor me...... No, I'm sorry I'm injured and disabled, half of my ears are gone, I'm lame again, and Yuanjing is all ...... Uncle Quanxiao, if you lose this time, I will have to fill in with my life......"

"Oh...... That's pretty miserable!But what's the matter with me?" Yan Sanhun said unconcernedly.

Chen Ban'er was stunned on the spot, and after a while, he asked tentatively: "Five-five?"

"It's finally not stupid yet, it's a deal!"

Chen Ban'er let out a long breath, and at some point his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Chen Ban'er couldn't wait to give himself a slap. Just thinking about using Yan San to make money, but he didn't know that his little life was pinched in the hands of others from beginning to end, and the won Yuan Jing naturally couldn't be swallowed alone, and people could let themselves die in minutes.

Of course, Yan San was not greedy for those few Yuan Crystals, Chen Ban'er had two third-order Yuan Crystals in his storage bag, and there were even a lot of them in the Tiger Seal Space. You must know that he is one of the big families who have swept all the wealth of the fifth layer, and he is really not bad at present, mainly to show Chen Ban'er a gesture and set up his own rules: Who is talking between the two?

On the bloody ring, two Dark Tiger flags flew. On the opposite side of Yan San, a giant man more than two meters tall was naked, revealing pieces of iron-like muscles, and looked at Yan San with a cruel smile.

"This person is nicknamed Brute Bear, he is a meta-human cultivator, with infinite strength, he can give birth to cracked tigers and leopards, and he also has a beast stunt, his strength is enough to be in the top 100 of the Dark Tiger, but he was pressed by the old turtle not to challenge, and he made money with it...... Her old Wang Ba, the first one is a killer, and I will grass his eight generations of ancestors!"

Chen Ban'er spat fiercely and whispered in Yan San's ear. Yan San wins, he collects money, if Yan San loses, most of them will be killed on the spot by the opponent, and he will complete the task assigned by the Phantom Scorpion. The Scorpion's bounty was enough to buy him a life.

However, it is naturally better for Yan San to win and collect money, who will have trouble with Yuan Jing? It is better to wait until he has earned enough money, and Yan San will be killed again, that is the most perfect ending.

"Beast?" Yan San frowned, this was not quite in line with his plan.

The Thousand Illusion Steps are very mysterious, but they are biased towards the body method, which helps a lot for the practice of treading the snow, so that Yan San has a sense of enlightenment to see the light of day through the dark clouds, and consciously walks on the snow to a higher level. This also allowed him to find a way to improve his strength, that is, to be eclectic, embrace all rivers, and learn from hundreds of martial arts, so that the Bodhisattva Barbarian and Treading Snow Walking are closer to humanity and out of the primitive state.

And at present, in this dark and dreary ghost place, how can there be so many ready-made martial arts and methods for reference? Guo Ergou's memory contains all kinds of vicious methods, and all kinds of cruelty in stripping flesh and bones, but they are dedicated to soul cultivation. There are also more than a dozen spiritual and physical cultivation techniques, and they are all kinds of supplements and double cultivation, and they are tireless in fighting for a long time, and the ten female golden guns of the night emperor do not fall, and they are useless for half a cent to improve their martial arts. It seems that the side effect of grafting a donkey whip is to make Guo Ergou a donkey who only knows how to sow seeds.

So there are three swallows

can use the stupidest way: practice it, fight directly with others, and steal teachers.

With Yan San's current subtle perception ability, this is indeed a feasible path, but if you want to fully spy on other people's magic and martial arts, you will inevitably be beaten and not fight back, and the danger will naturally multiply. Yan San thought to himself that the Heavenly King was not bad, he had the talent for rapid recovery, and now he had a higher level of thorny footwork, so he should be able to take this dangerous road.

However, when encountering the beast, this flattering eye was thrown to the blind man.

Barbarism is physical cultivation, beast barbarism is the ultimate in physical cultivation, this kind of monk is undisciplined, a horizontal muscles and bones fearless sword, sharp claws are enough to tear all obstacles, after incarnating into a beast, even abandon human thinking, return to the most primitive beast...... What other magic and martial arts does this kind of monk need?

Yan San's heart was slightly disappointed, but his eyes shone with dangerous sparks, his body moved, his muscles contracted, and the bones of his body crackled and crackled: What level can the unbreakable Heavenly King Body of Xiaocheng realm raise his physical level to?

With a choking sound, the scimitar in Yan San's hand fell to the ground, and the giant man on the opposite side had already roared wildly, and a big bear was steaming in the blood behind him, and two fierce lights in his eyes locked on Yan San, flying with the giant man's wild footsteps.

Yan San also roared, a huge black tiger lying on his stomach loomed in the blood and smoke behind him, and with Yan San's roar, he suddenly opened his dark blue eyes, the essence was shining, the giant mouth opened to reveal long fangs, and he let out a silent roar at the giant man with Yan San's steps.

"Look for death!" the giant man's eyes flashed hideously, and his fist increased his strength by three points, a punch without discipline, only extremely heavy, extremely vicious, and powerful to break the stone and open the monument. He didn't worry about not being able to hit, because Yan San didn't mean to dodge at all, with the same posture of punching, the middle door was wide open, without any cover, and he bombarded him.

Yan Sanyi is nine meters tall, a head lower than Dahan, and his body is relatively tall, which is really not worth the sun compared to the mighty body of Dahan Mountain.

Chen Ban'er's heart suddenly rose to his throat, fighting hand-to-hand with beasts, what kind of stupid thing can only be done by a stupid person? As far as he knew, Yan San's body technique was definitely first-class, and being able to escape smoothly from seven or eight third-order encirclements explained a lot of problems, but now, ...... Damn, he's going to fight someone!

Fools know that it takes a lot of money to be brutal to beasts, and they have to wander around to find gaps, slowly accumulate small injuries into serious injuries, and finally kill them. Attacking the enemy's shortcomings with one's own strengths is a truth that everyone understands...... Chen Ban'er was now unsure if Yan San's head was broken.

Yes, you are a terrific, you are a third-order physical cultivation, but there is a difference in physical cultivation! People are beasts, and their heads are full of pimple flesh, and they can no longer be measured by human standards, and you are also a person in your physical cultivation, have you ever seen someone wrestling with a cow? Isn't this looking for death?

The captains of the pig monkeys who bet against Chen Baner already showed a smile on their faces as if they had met a fat sheep in business. In the crying prison, the fool and the second are scarce resources!

Regardless of Chen Ban'er's anxious face, and despite the undisguised smiles on the faces of the pig captains who were betting against Chen Ban'er, Yan San and the two figures of the wild bear touched each other without any fancy fancy, and the two muffled sounds of drums beating backwards were mixed together, and a stream of blood red in the air exploded into raindrops in the energy, splashing in all directions.

The figures of the two are separated at a touch, the difference is a brute bear

Deng Deng Deng took eight steps back, each step in a deep pit in the stone floor, each pit was ankle deep, and the stones crumbled. And Yan San dragged his feet on the ground, and scratched a pit of eight or nine meters on the stone slab, which was half a foot deep and ploughed the field.

A scarlet blood fountain followed Yan San's sliding trajectory and remained in the air, it was the blood that Yan San vomited from his mouth.

Vomit blood with one punch!

The two of them stomped under their feet, paused their retreating figures, and blew out two large craters again, and two eyes with the same fighting intent were intertwined in mid-air, like lightning and thunder.

'You're strong!' said the brute in a hoarse voice, and he swallowed the salty salt that had surged up his throat, and there was no more contempt in his eyes, revealing a dangerous light like a beast: "But it's a pity that I met me, and I won't leave my hand in the future!"

Yan San spit out another mouthful of blood, and smiled bitterly in his heart, the beast man is indeed a perverted existence in physical cultivation, this brute bear is also a third-order, but he steadily pressed himself down with a punch, and the serious injuries are not to be said, but the internal injuries are not discounted. However, the brute bear on the other side will never be better than himself, and the strength of the punch just now has completely blasted into the brute bear's body, even an iron bear will drop a subway slag.

Hearing the brute bear's cautious warning, Yan San's eyes also lit up, and he said, "You are also strong, but you are much weaker than one of my brothers. Next, I can't keep my hand, be careful!'

The brother Yan San said is naturally the top master of the beast barbarian lineage, Tuoba Ye, who has obtained the super brute cultivation of the fourth-order peak natal beast 'Dark Red Barbarian Roar', if you want to fight for the flesh at this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult for you to reach it!

'Roar ......' the wild bear didn't say a word, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, the mad bear in the blood behind him moved the same, the figures of a man and a beast strangely coincided together, the black hair visible to the naked eye on the body of the wild bear swarmed out, the bones on the body burst with a thunderbolt, the head and face were hideously deformed, the muscles were as terrifyingly inflated as if they were inflated, and the body shape was rising, but in a moment, a three-meter-high giant bear seemed to be about to break the sky, the blood-red eyes looked down at Yan San, the body sank, and the hands, no, it should be the forelimbs landed, and pounced towards Yan San.

Yan San's eyes suddenly became cold, and then the blood in his eye sockets spread, and the madness and chaos occupied all, only a little ice was clear in his heart, and his body and spirit were all returned to the wild, primitive, wild and killing instincts - Bodhisattva Barbarian, Heaven and Earth Great Crazy Demon!

In the clouds of qi and blood behind him, the black giant tiger roared at the same time, and his blue eyes were cold, leaving only pure killing intent.

A bear and a person approached quickly, impacting together in the blink of an eye, the gravel rained like droplets, and the air was entangled and exploded, both of them were crazy and chaotic, and Chen Baner covered his face in pain.

'So this bastard is a madman, why should I mess with a madman?'

Giving up his weapons, giving up his own footwork advantage, and even giving up his clearer mind than beasts, and fighting against wild beasts, what is this not a madman? Why would this kind of person provoke him, with his crazy and stupid character, where does he need someone to deal with him? Chen Ban'er is very sure that in this crying prison where people eat people and don't spit out bones, with Yan San's character of death, he will definitely not live for three days.

Chen Ban'er looked at the pile of Yuan Jing on the table, only to feel bursts of bitter water coming out of his body, and dense beads of sweat began to appear on his head. Behind him, there were already seven or eight 'pigs' faintly surrounding him.

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