Half an hour passed quickly, and seven or eight corpses fell in the ring again, and the broken shoe boy had always bet. However, the game is relatively small, all hundreds of hundreds of plays, these few times luck is good, win more and lose less.

When the information of Xiao Lang and his opponent was sent to the broken shoes, his eyes suddenly lit up, because Xiao Lang's opponent was only the five kings.

Soon Xiao Lang and his opponent came on the field, and the boy with broken shoes beckoned: "Come on, give me 100,000 Xuanshi, and I will press White to win!"

"One hundred thousand!"

The acquaintance next to the boy with broken shoes was frightened by this number, and the maid was frightened, and then walked over and said apologetically: "This son, a single bet can only be placed at most 10,000!

"Huh?"

The broken shoes were stunned, picked up the manual and looked at it, there was really such a one at the bottom, he waved his hand and said with some frustration: "Then ten thousand!"

Xiao Lang came with Broken Shoes, and everyone nearby knew that seeing that the Broken Shoes boy was so confident, they immediately followed the bets, and then everyone looked at the ring excitedly.

Xiao Lang was wearing a white cloak behind his back, and he was also very excited at the moment, his eyes were locked on his opponent, the shield outside the ring had been opened, and the smell of blood inside was very strong, stimulating Xiao Lang's blood to begin to boil. The two looked at each other, their eyes were full of killing intent, since they signed a life and death certificate and went to this ring, there was no affection to talk about, only to fight to the death.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The betting had stopped, and although the shield was opened, the overwhelming sound of killing outside could still be heard, Xiao Lang and the martial artist were once again driven by this atmosphere, their bodies tensed, and they began to move slowly.

"You're out of luck!"

Xiao Lang sighed secretly, and took the lead in attacking the opponent, the speed of the Heavenly Demon Combat Technique soared to the limit, he did not release the grass vine, and the martial artists of the Five Kings were not at all a threat to him.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Xiao Lang's soul was not possessed, the corners of his mouth showed a faint mockery, and he felt despised by him. He immediately released his divine soul, and the phantom flashed and the divine soul possessed his body, and he rushed towards Xiao Lang proudly, surrounded by the power of the iron fist, and he actually wanted to fight Xiao Lang!

Xiao Lang's eyes were cold, and he didn't make too many movements, he chose to hit hard, and the two iron fists immediately collided together, but there was no surprise to Xiao Lang, and both of them flew out upside down.

The power is about the same!

Xiao Lang felt it, and then looked at the other party's breathing and somewhat unnatural arms, and felt the bottom of his heart. The other party's divine soul blessed the strength, which was barely equal to him, and as for the defense, it was too far from him. The corners of his mouth were awe-inspiring, and he said defiantly: "Come again?"

"Come on, miscellaneous, will the uncle be afraid of you?"

The other party was not to be outdone, so there was a strange scene in the ring, the two kept hedging, constantly bombarded, and kept flying upside down.

"Silly fork!"

Broken shoes look funny, this martial artist is brain-dead, and he has to go head-to-head with people who cultivate Heavenly Demon Combat Skills? This is not asking for self-inflicted suffering? The body of Heavenly Demon Combat Skills is extremely strong, he thinks that he has the power to secretly heal his wounds?

"Boom!"

After the two people in the ring flew out upside down again, the bones of the arms of the warrior on the opposite side had been cracked, but Xiao Lang was fine. The man finally came to his senses and no longer had a hard time with Xiao Lang. At the next collision, he suddenly changed direction and grabbed Xiao Lang's chest.

"I knew you were going to coward!"

Xiao Lang grinned, his body shook quickly, the ecstasy was released, and the other party really had a delusion. He easily smashed his fist on this person's head, and flew out a few meters away, his eyes were full of gold stars, his eyes were confused, and he was obviously concussed!

"Whew!"

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Xiao Lang immediately followed, and an afterimage was drawn on his thigh, raised high, and slashed down heavily, smashing the person on the shield on the edge of the ring, and then rebounding and shooting down.

"Boom!"

The thigh slashed again, and the man's chest was cleaved with a dent, blood splattered, and the battle was over.

The shield was removed, the body was carried away, Xiao Lang was about to go down, but he accidentally received a message from the broken shoe boy: "Xiao Lang, in two challenges, you can only bet 10,000 Xuanshi at a time, and all the Xuanshi I won after I got back the principal will be for you to cultivate!"

Xiao Lang can see the rules of deathmatch very clearly, and he can indeed continue to challenge, but the opponent will be stronger and stronger. But thinking that he is the martial artist of the kings at this moment, he is not afraid, and after he gets back the principal, he will give him 10,000 per game, if he wins ten games in a row, it is not 100,000?

Xiao Lang instantly became excited, and said to the powerhouse of the deathmatch on the sidelines: "I choose to continue the deathmatch, please arrange the opponent!"

There was an uproar in the arena, and even the people in the death arena were a little surprised. After all, it is constantly increasing to challenge opponents, and although the bounty is five times higher, it is completely safe to take a break and continue the deathmatch.

Since Xiao Lang asked for it, the people in the death arena would not object, but secretly rejoiced. In this kind of continuous challenge to the death, those gamblers are extremely crazy to bet.

Really!

As soon as the opponent came out, the bettors raised one after another. This time, the opponent became a sevenfold martial artist of the King Realm, and many people bet on Xiao Lang's opponent based on Xiao Lang's performance just now. After all, Xiao Lang didn't have a special performance just now, and he won completely by relying on strong defense and the opponent's brain-dead behavior.

Of course, some people secretly bet on Xiao Lang's side, because Xiao Lang's expression was too indifferent and too confident. How can a person who does not have strong confidence be so calm?

Xiao Lang naturally had confidence, so after this opponent came out, he and the broken shoe boy glanced at each other, the two looked at each other and smiled, and it seemed that the nine thousand five hundred Xuanshi had been in hand again.

However, Xiao Lang also began to be secretly careful, the martial artists of the Seven Kings were not weak, and if he was given a sneak attack, he could be easily killed in seconds. But at this moment, it is a head-on battle, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

"Kill, kill!"

The noise in the field began to fall silent, and Xiao Lang and the warrior on the opposite side also began to move slowly, this time Xiao Lang did not choose to take the initiative to attack, and kept locking on the opponent to brake quietly.

"Whew!"

The middle-aged martial artist on the opposite side moved, this move was like a shock, and the speed actually reached the peak of the kings. At such a close distance, he was just in front of Xiao Lang in an instant, and an iron fist slammed down on Xiao Lang's head from the side with a screaming sound that broke through the air.

"Whew!"

At the same time, the martial artist's right hand actually released a stream of Xuan power, which turned into five finger winds and shot towards Xiao Lang's lower abdomen very covertly.

"Sure enough, it's a bit of a surprise!"

Xiao Lang was secretly frightened, being able to launch two attacks at the same time was not a false move, the strength of the martial arts of the seven kings was really good. Especially the five finger winds, they are actually silent, if it weren't for Xiao Lang's perception to change, I'm afraid he would be hit.

He smiled coldly, completely ignoring this person's attack, and smashed his head with a punch, and even chose to fight with his life!