In the dark underground palace, Deputy Hall Master Qiu's gaze froze slightly, and then nodded slightly, his voice was as cold as ever, "Since this is the case, you will fight on behalf of the Divine Pole Palace." If we win, we'll talk about other things."

Lin Huang nodded calmly, and then moved his gaze to the killing arena.

At this moment, the two warriors who were originally confronting each other collapsed to the ground at this moment, with wounds all over their bodies, and the blood flowing red the entire killing arena.

The long knife in Mai Warrior's hand was broken.

And the giant python behind the black-clothed warrior was also cut into three pieces.

The victory or defeat depends on which of the two has strong enough perseverance to stand up first.

"What do you think of this one?"

Deputy Hall Master Qiu looked at the killing arena and casually asked Lin Huang beside him.

"Those who hold knives have perseverance, but they don't have enough combat experience. If he can survive in the killing arena for a year, his strength will change drastically."

"That's a bit too much!"

Deputy Hall Master Qiu frowned.

Lin Huang pursed his lips and chuckled, but he didn't say much. Regarding the perception of sword techniques, Lin Huang thought that under the realm of martial saints, few people could reach his realm.

Since Deputy Hall Master Qiu didn't believe it, he didn't bother to say it.

In the dungeon, looking at the two sides lying in the killing arena, the warriors watching the battle all stood up, and the shouts were deafening.

After all, they poured spirit stones into these two people.

Whoever can stand up first will decide whether they will lose all their money or make a lot of money.

Eventually, the Mai warrior, who was armed with a broken sword, staggered to his feet. Looking at the black-clothed warrior who was still struggling on the ground, a smile of victory appeared on his blood-covered face.

Around the dungeon, there were cursing and shouting.

The warrior who was still lying on the ground, instead of being comforted in the slightest, was sneered at by a group of people, and all the harsh and vicious words fell on him.

Deputy Hall Master Qiu retracted his gaze indifferently, "The next one is the competition between my Extreme Divine Temple and Longyuan Pavilion. The other party is a martial artist of the Martial Hou Seventh Heaven, with strong marksmanship. I once even killed a martial artist in the Sword Qi Pavilion, I hope you won't let me down."

Lin Huang nodded and smiled, and then got up, "If I were you, I would raise immediately."

Then, Lin Huang's sleeve robe rolled up, and he headed towards the killing arena.

Boom.

After the two people in the killing arena were dragged away, a piercing drum sounded in the arena, attracting everyone's attention.

A wealthy middle-aged man in a blue robe appeared in the killing arena, the latter looked at the spectators around him, hugged his big belly, and said: "In the next game, the Shenji Temple will play against Longyuan Pavilion! The participant of the Shenji Temple is a new face, and the odds are one to one! The old rule, you can bet as much as you like before the game!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, whispers suddenly rang out all around. Most of the people shook their heads, not very optimistic about the newcomers sent by the Divine Temple.

In this killing arena, every battle is a life-and-death battle.

The average martial artist has to go through at least ten battles before he can go from barely a novice to a veteran.

And when they entered the killing arena, 90% of the warriors were directly killed before they had carried ten battles......

Moreover, the one sent by Longyuan Pavilion this time, although it is not very famous, is also an authentic Wuhou Seven Heavens. Zeng Jin even assassinated the eightfold heavenly martial artist of the Sword Qi Building with one shot.

And the Shenji Temple is already in decline, and now that a newcomer is being sent to fight, it seems that he is going to give up this one.

In the dungeon, after most people shook their heads, they all pressed their bets on the side of Longyuan Pavilion. And those who bet on Lin Huang are some stunned young people, or some people who want to get rich overnight.

Outside the killing arena, the Qiu deputy hall master of the Shenji Hall looked down, and after a little contemplation, he instructed the younger brother beside him, "Add 30,000 spirit stones and buy the Shenji Hall to win."

With the sound of the second drum in the field, the warriors of Lin Huang and Longyuan Pavilion walked out of the two bronze gates and appeared in the killing arena.

The other party is a sturdy young man in Tsing Yi.

He looked to be about twenty-five years old, and he had a long scar on his face, presumably from a previous war.

The young man with the scar also looked at Lin Huang at this moment, his expression was calm, and the light in his eyes was like a vicious tiger ready to fight at any time, even if the opponent was a newcomer, he would fight the rabbit and kill it quickly.

The first truth he understands when he can survive in the killing arena is that he must not underestimate the enemy.

Even if your opponent is just an ant.

"The fight begins!"

With the referee's order, the bronze gates on both sides of the killing arena suddenly fell, turning the entire killing arena into a cage.

At the moment when the referee's voice fell, the warriors of Longyuan Pavilion rushed towards Lin Huang like a fierce tiger.

All he had to do was to completely kill this stunned young man before he could react.

In the brightly lit killing arena, Lin Huang looked at the human warriors who were rushing forward, his eyes were slightly condensed, and then he slashed down with one hand.

In the blink of an eye.

There are knives slashing out horizontally in the killing arena, like a bright moon, sweeping over the killing arena.

And the warrior who rushed towards Lin Huang suddenly froze in place, and the spear edge was three inches away from Lin Huang's throat.

Around the killing arena, rubbing their hands together, everyone who was ready to watch a big battle looked at the strange scene in front of them, and was suddenly stunned.

Not far away, the Qiu Deputy Hall Master of the Divine Pole Hall and the principal of the Longyuan Pavilion all stood up.

Bang.

In the killing arena, the warrior of Longyuan Pavilion suddenly fell to the ground.

The body broke in two.

Lin Huang looked at the corpse in front of him, and gently rolled up his sleeves, without the slightest expression on his face.

There was a brief silence in the air, followed by a sudden burst of noise. Everyone was shocked, but they scolded Lin Huang.

In this underground palace, there are few people who bet on Lin Huang.

As soon as Lin Huang made a move, he made them lose all their money.

Deputy Hall Master Qiu's eyes, which had been gloomy from beginning to end, turned slightly, and seemed to have a little more light, and he regretted that he had bet less just now.

The person in charge of Longyuan Pavilion stared at Lin Huang fiercely, although he had lost a lot of money just now, he didn't pay much attention to it. What really made him care was the young man in white with big sleeves below, standing like a green pine, with a dashing posture.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like someone who is good at fighting.

just killed people in the same realm in one move.

"The latter person appears, no matter who his opponent is, buy him to win, and bet 500,000 bead spirit stones at a time!"

The principal of Longyuan Pavilion instructed the disciples beside him, and then sat back on the throne, but his eyes never left the forest wilderness.

In the killing arena, after Lin Huangzhen killed the other party, he did not leave, but turned his head to look back at the deputy hall master Qiu, and said calmly: "I took all the battles in the Divine Pole Hall tonight alone!"

Deputy Hall Master Qiu's eyes condensed slightly, and after a little hesitation, he nodded.