In the killing arena, the battle continues.

After Lin Huang won twenty consecutive victories, the battle became more and more fierce.

Every time, Lin Huang seemed to fall.

But he is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, winning one victory after another.

Around the killing arena, the crowd watching the battle became more and more excited.

Because every time Lin Huang wins, it means that the spirit stones in their pockets are rising rapidly. Moreover, it is even more rare to be able to witness the rise of a warrior with your own eyes.

I can brag to people for a month in the future!

Twenty-three.

Twenty-four.

Twenty-five.

......

An hour later, when Lin Huang killed the twenty-ninth person, the entire underground palace suddenly became silent after a moment of cheering.

The latter will become crucial.

At this moment, it seemed that everyone did not dare to disturb the forest wilderness.

Because next, the victory or defeat of Lin Huang will determine whether they commit suicide by jumping into the lake after losing all their money, or spend money like dirt from now on, singing every night and spring!

And the forest wilderness in the killing arena is as calm as ever.

If he wants to survive from Song Hanshan's hands, he must not only survive in the next battle, but also survive in the killing arena tomorrow.

However, the final battle was somewhat unexpected by everyone.

Lin Huang's opponent was a martial marquis of Longyuan Pavilion.

He is five big and three thick, very burly, holding a heavy knife in his hand, standing in the killing arena, like a walking violent bear.

But the strength of the latter is simply outrageous.

It was only ten breaths before the battle began, and the warrior's head was pressed to the ground by Lin Huang, and he slapped his hand on the ground and shouted to admit defeat.

The person in charge of the Sword Qi Building suddenly frowned.

The pavilion master in the Longyuan Pavilion looked slightly condensed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly froze, "This time, the performance is not so exciting, and it is a bit of a posture that has been seen through!"

But what the Pavilion Master of Longyuan Pavilion didn't know was that in thirty battles in a row, the twenty-nine people in front of him were all dead. Only the warrior who immediately admitted defeat and survived knew that the young man in front of him, who was covered in blood and seemed to be crumbling, did not know what amazing murderous aura was hidden in his body.

It's not that he doesn't want to perform, but if he continues to perform, his head will move.

After the martial artists of Longyuan Pavilion admitted defeat, a boiling sound erupted violently around the killing arena, like a demon beast screaming all over the mountain.

Many people slammed the bronze guardrail outside the killing arena hard, completely unable to contain the excitement in their hearts.

Thirty wins in a row.

The blood-clothed young man in the killing arena was not bloody at all, he was a cute fortune boy.

Last night, he won ten games in a row without defeat.

Tonight, he won 30 games in a row, killed one person in Wuhou Seventh Heaven, 28 people in Ninth Heaven, and conceded defeat in one person.

Such a record, in the entire history of the killing arena, can be ranked in the top five.

And...... Lao Tzu has made a lot of money now!

Behind the dungeon, Sword Qi Lou looked at the Longyuan Pavilion martial artist who walked out of the killing arena after admitting defeat, and then moved his gaze to Lin Huang, snorted coldly, and clattered his fists and walked away.

Nie Jinglei beckoned to Deputy Hall Master Qiu, "I've been following him for the past few days, keep him from dying, don't let Sword Qi Lou and Longyuan Pavilion find a chance to start."

The pavilion master of Longyuan Pavilion looked as usual, his fingers tapped on the handrail, and he seemed to see the development of Longyuan Pavilion in the next hundred years.

In the killing arena, Lin Huang breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he shook his sleeves, brushed away the dripping blood, and then put on a pitch-black cloak and walked out of the killing arena calmly.

However, Lin Huang had not yet walked out of the bronze gate of the killing arena, and the surrounding warriors were flocking to the battle, looking at Lin Huang's eyes, not to mention how hungry and thirsty he was.

Fortune boy, how cute you look.

After a few breaths, the forest was flooded by the crowd. Then it was difficult to crouch down and move out of the crowd...... Looking back at the people behind him who couldn't even find the main owner but were still crazy, he shook his head with his eyebrows and eyes converged, and walked towards Nie Jinglei.

"You're good!"

Nie Jinglei looked at Lin Huang, who was covered in blood, nodded with satisfaction, and then threw a storage ring to Lin Huang, "This is the 500,000 pearl spirit stones you bet on before, buy yourself to win thirty games in a row, the odds are thirty times, after deducting the intermediate fee, plus thirty percent of the income of Longyuan Pavilion, there are twenty-five million in it."

Lin Huang nodded indifferently, and then threw the ring back to Nie Jinglei, "These spirit stones, bet on me tomorrow, and I will buy myself a hundred consecutive victories!"

Well?

The smile on Nie Jinglei's face froze for a moment.

I was stunned for a long time.

"A hundred, boy, do you know what you're talking about? You don't want to ask for death, it's not like that!"

Nie Jinglei snorted coldly.

"I bet with my own money, this shouldn't hinder Hall Master Nie."

Lin Huang said calmly.

"But you still have to participate in the turf battle in the future, and your life is now from my Divine Temple."

Nie Jinglei said coldly.

Lin Huang shook his head, "I will live."

"Do you know what the highest winning streak is in the Killing Arena?"

Nie Jinglei asked with a frown.

Lin Huang spread his hands......

"It's forty-seven, which is the only result in 20 years. Do you know how many of the best of the three sects and six mansions have come to the killing arena to challenge this record, and all of them have failed......? This is the first time that you have let the master of the hall know what it means to know the height of the sky."

Nie said in shock.

Lin Huang still spread his hands and asked, "Where did the person who won forty-seven consecutive games go?"

"He died outside the Heavenly Dao Sect, like a dead dog, dead for three months, and his body was decomposed before being found."

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then smiled, "A person with no name can win forty-seven games in a row, why can't I? Since the killing arena has never had such a history, I will create one!"

"You ......"

Nie Jinglei suddenly became angry, and almost crushed the storage ring in his hand, "Boy, are you really so ignorant?"

"I have seen the height of heaven and earth, and I have seen the great bird of the sky. Because I've seen it, so I can do it!"

Lin Huang smiled coldly, then waved his sleeves and left, "See you tomorrow, don't forget to bet for me!"

Syllable!

After Lin Huang left, Nie Jinglei slapped the frog tiger skin throne with a slap that rose in anger, staring at Lin Huang's arrogant and departing back, his eyes were like pinprick, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was full of murderous intent.

......

One night later.

The wind is surging in the city of a hundred battles.

Lin Changsheng's record of winning thirty consecutive games in one night had already spread throughout the streets and alleys of Hundred Battles City before dawn.

The major restaurants and inns, the streets and alleys, are all talking about the bloody Shura who crosses the level and kills people.

Moreover, the news that Lin Huang will fight a hundred battles in a row is also spreading.

Outside the pitch-black hall outside the killing arena, it was crowded with people early in the morning, and they all wanted to see what kind of amazing appearance the invincible martial artist who had been promoted in the killing arena for three years, and he could win thirty games in a row in one night, and he had to fight a hundred games in a row.

All of a sudden.

The city is full of wind and rain.

The name of Lin Changsheng.

Spread the word ...... in all directions