"Hmm..."

Xiao Lang secretly said that he was a loser, but it was not easy to persuade him, so he could only secretly hope that the broken shoes would win. He is still betting on a relatively low strength martial artist this time, and it seems that he firmly believes that this Liuyan Pavilion will do something.

"Alas, three days ago I won a game and got a hundred Xuanshi, and I lost it so quickly. His mother's damn one, I can only continue to go up and fight!"

Before the death match began, Xiao Lang was attracted by the low roar of a martial artist not far away. That warrior has a very peculiar appearance, and he actually has triangular eyes. He scolded a few times, with a hint of evil in his eyes, and even declared to the maid to fight to the death, and soon he was taken down by the maid.

Xiao Lang sighed, the Xuanshi that he exchanged for his life, this triangular-eyed martial artist is not used to cultivate, but to gamble here, he is so upset and irritable, sooner or later he will die in the ring.

The battle soon began, and Xiao Lang retracted his thoughts. The result of the battle left Broken Shoes dumbfounded, and one of the Four Kings and Four Warriors stabbed the opponent of the Three Kings to death with one move.

That person's soul is speed-based, and he doesn't know what grade it is, but his speed has reached the peak of the kings, and his own realm is also stronger than the other party, and it is not difficult to kill it in one move.

"I'll go..."

The boy with broken shoes couldn't sit still, so he stood up and watched the martial artists in the field receive a lot of Xuanshi, and some even won 10,000 Xuanshi. This made him extremely suspicious, could it be that Liu Yange really didn't do anything secretly?

The information for the next game came up, and Xiao Lang saw that the broken shoe boy was ready to bet again, and he couldn't help but persuade: "Stop betting!"

"It's okay, there is no shortage of Xuanshi, you don't know!"

The boy with broken shoes waved his hand, he didn't have the habit of gambling, but he didn't accept this tone, this time he put down a thousand Xuanshi again. Xiao Lang didn't care about him, but instead solved: "What level is that person's divine soul just now, the speed is very powerful!"

"Xuanpin, it's nothing powerful!"

The boy with broken shoes looked at the puzzled Xiao Mad and explained disappreciably: "Tianzhou doesn't attach much importance to the divine soul, unless it is a divine soul above the ground grade, otherwise the assistance to the martial artist is not strong when it comes to the human emperor realm." The martial artists of the Human Emperor Realm comprehended the way of heaven, and they were very domineering in attacking supernatural powers. Moreover, the divine soul is easily damaged, and the martial artists will also be injured, so the martial artists in Tianzhou rarely release the divine soul combat skills, and they do not attach importance to the divine soul. Of course, this is also related to a strange thing that happened 10,000 years ago, after that incident, Tianzhou rarely awakened powerful divine souls, the highest is the earth quality, and the heavenly quality divine soul is rare. Hei Qi'er's original soul was a ground product, but unfortunately it was destroyed by you. By the way, Mu Xiaodao's divine soul is very likely to be of heavenly quality!"

Xiao Lang was confused and asked, "The grade of the Divine Soul Continent is completely different from that of Tianzhou!

"Your grass vine, at most it's a mystical product!" Broken Shoes groaned and concluded.

"Why are you so sure?" Xiao Lang was startled, how could he feel that he could get the best of the earth, right?

Broken shoes rolled his eyes and said: "The aura of the earth-grade divine soul is extremely powerful, and with the coercion of the divine soul, it can suppress the martial artists of the living realm to the point that it cannot move, can your divine soul do it?"

"Hmm..."

Xiao Lang didn't understand, pondered for a while, and decided to buy a few books on divine souls another day to study, he firmly believed that this grass vine divine soul was definitely not a garbage divine soul, and the divine soul that could evolve would be an ordinary divine soul?

"I'm going... Lost again? Ben Shao's character is so bad?"

Just as Xiao Lang was pondering, the battle in the ring ended again, and the broken shoes actually lost another thousand Xuanshi. In just half an hour, two thousand and one hundred Xuanshi were lost, and Xiao Lang secretly felt sorry for him.

The next group of death fighters came up again, and one of them was actually the triangular-eyed martial artist who had lost all the Xuanshi just now. Xiao Lang saw that he was going to gamble again, and he was still a relatively weak triangular-eyed martial artist, so he hurriedly said to him: "Let's go to another one, I saw that person just now was impetuous, and his strength was weaker than his opponent, so he would definitely lose!"

"Okay, believe you, your kid has always been lucky!"

There was a hint of ruthlessness in the eyes of the boy with broken shoes, and he muttered unconvinced: "Liu Yange didn't do anything? My character is poor, Xiao Lang's character can't be bad, right?

"Ten thousand..."

Xiao Lang said casually, he didn't expect the broken shoes to believe in himself so much, he pursed his lips and would not persuade him, so he could only pray secretly.

Outcome!

made Xiao Lang and Broken Shoes dumbfounded again, the strength of the triangular eye martial artist was obviously not as strong as the other party, but it seemed to be out of the way, fighting for his life without fear of death, and actually shocked the opponent hard, and finally killed the opponent in the case of heavy damage. Broken shoes and lost again...

"Bad luck, let's go!"

The broken shoes touched his nose and didn't say anything, but his face was obviously a little worse, and more than 10,000 Xuanshi was not a large number for him. But in such a short period of time, it obviously hurts to squander it like this.

"Wait!"

Xiao Lang was a little ashamed, if he hadn't let the broken shoes be replaced, the broken shoes would have won 10,000 Xuanshi, and the gap between losing and winning was 20,000 Xuanshi. Although he didn't blame him in the slightest bit for the broken shoes, he felt uncomfortable.

Seeing Xiao Lang's somewhat guilty expression, Broken Shoes patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, put away your girl-like expression, let's find a girl and go to Chongxi." ”

Xiao Lang shook his head, the light in his eyes flashed, and he suddenly whispered: "No, I can help you win it back!"

"Can you win, how can you win?"

"Simple!" Xiao Lang smiled weirdly and said, "I'll play, you bet!"

"What?"

The face of the boy with broken shoes changed, and he shook his head resolutely and said: "No! Xiao Lang, 10,000 Xuanshi is really not a big deal for me, and I can't take risks!"

Xiao Lang was also extremely resolute, but this time he said: "It's not a big deal for me to go down and play a few hands!" My surface strength is only in the realm of kings, but I am confident that the martial artists of the realm of kings can easily sweep!"

"This..."

The boy with broken shoes groaned, he remembered that in Shifu, Hei Qi'er led a group of warriors to chase and kill Xiao Lang, and was finally chased and killed by Xiao Lang, and was also killed by a strong man of the human emperor. He finally nodded and said, "Okay, you can play, let's play big this time!"

Xiao Lang walked towards the maid and said, "Can I apply to play in a deathmatch?"

The maid nodded and smiled, "Of course, sir, are you sure you want to fight to the death?"

After Xiao Lang nodded, the maid immediately took Xiao Lang and walked towards a small side hall behind the ring. There are three emperors in the side hall, and an old man in brocade clothes led by him has actually reached the fifth level of the human emperor.

Xiao Lang walked in, the maid immediately retreated, and the brocade-clothed old man in the side hall asked Xiao Lang, "Do you want to fight to the death?"

After getting Xiao Lang's confirmation again, the brocade-clothed old man's eyes actually lit up, and he carefully glanced at Xiao Lang a few times like two pillars of light, and then said: "The cultivation is the Heavenly Demon Combat Technique, and it has also been cultivated to the third level, the young man releases your divine soul!"

Xiao Lang honestly released his soul, and he was not afraid of what the old man would see. The grass vine roared out and released a section, and the old man in brocade immediately waved his hand and said: "Okay, the comprehensive strength of the kings is fivefold, you go and arrange the opponent!"

Really!

Xiao Lang was happy in his heart, outsiders couldn't see his true strength at all, this old man in brocade still had very weird magical powers, but he was still blind.

Xiao Lang's opponent was quickly arranged, and he was also a martial artist in the realm of kings, and he was also a martial artist who took the initiative to ask for a death match on the field. The two signed a life and death certificate in person, and were arranged to play half an hour later.