Following the flow of people into the fighting battlefield, Xia Xuan found a rather remote and inconspicuous corner and sat down. Then he began to close his eyes, and the Celestial Essence worked lifelessly in his body.

Practice!

There should still be some time before his battle, and even if it is this fragmentary time, Xia Xuan is not willing to let it go.

And when Xia Xuan was cultivating, the battle arrangement of the black-robed man was the first to arrive and leave.

In the midst of the deafening bloody carnival of the audience, Xia Xuan's heart sank into his body, realizing the slightest changes in his body derived from the operation of the Heavenly Divine Technique.

During the cultivation, I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly the familiar hoarse voice came into Xia Xuan's ears, calling him out of his cultivation state.

"Hey, Xia Xuan, do you feel anything unusual?"

The voice was in his ears, and under the grimace mask, Xia Xuan also slowly opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the black-robed man not far from him. In order not to reveal their identities, the two deliberately chose to distance themselves from each other, and even the sound of conversation was sent into each other's ears with Yuan Li.

"What do you mean?"

Regarding the black-robed man's headless words, Xia Xuan's eyes also flashed with a look of confusion, and he asked.

"Do you know who the two people who are fighting in the fighting battlefield at this time?" the black-robed man pondered for a moment and said suddenly.

Hearing this, Xia Xuan's gaze also swept to the center of the battlefield without leaving a trace. At the moment, the situation of the battle has taken on a one-sided situation.

One of them was covered in a wide robe and a rather unique wooden mask, and at this moment, he was extremely embarrassed and retreated again and again, covered in blood, forced to suffer by the opponent's fierce attacks, and could only be supported by hardship, and there was a possibility of defeat at any time.

And in this battlefield, there is only one result of defeat, that is, death!

Casually glancing at the battle in the center of the fighting battlefield, Xia Xuan understood that there was a considerable gap in the strength of the two sides of the battle, and it was only a matter of time before this person was defeated.

Shaking his head with disinterest, Xia Xuan retracted his gaze, this battle was not exciting at all, not even evenly matched. The luck of the person who was about to lose was not so good, and he would meet an opponent with such a huge difference in strength.

However, Xia Xuan did not have any sympathy for this. Coming here is to gamble and make money. If you want to get the spirit coin, you naturally have to be mentally prepared that you will lose your life at any time.

Thinking in his heart, Xia Xuan immediately glanced at the black-robed man again, and said loudly: "I don't know who the two of you are?

"The man who is about to lose is codenamed Mumian Man. ”

However, as soon as Xia Xuan's words fell, the black-robed man's somewhat solemn voice came into his ears again, and this sentence made the former's gaze, which had been indifferent, suddenly condense slightly.

"The Wood-Faced Man?"

Xia Xuan muttered softly, and then his brows slowly furrowed. If he's not mistaken, he's seen it somewhere.

Shen Yin pondered for a moment, and then Xia Xuan's eyes flashed with a glint of remembering something.

Wasn't this wooden-faced man the one in front of him when he received his battle card yesterday? Yesterday, when Lin Li registered his code name, he had glimpsed it.

Thinking of this, Xia Xuan also suddenly turned his head and looked at the black-robed man not far away.

"Hehe, it looks like you're aware of that too. ”

Seeing Xia Xuan's eyes, the black-robed man also sneered, and then said slowly: "The opponent of this wood-faced man is a guy codenamed 'Caracal', who once faced an opponent who won five consecutive victories, although he was defeated, but he still saved his life. ”

"The battle arrangement of the fighting battlefield is that before five consecutive victories, you must meet an opponent of the same level as yourself, and after five consecutive victories, it is possible to meet a higher level. Although the strength of this wood-faced man and caracal is both in the tempering of the eightfold body, the real combat power of the latter is obviously far greater than that of the wood-faced man. ”

"It stands to reason that the wood-faced man, as a newcomer who just received his battle card yesterday, will not meet this person who has been in the fighting battlefield for a long time. Today, however, it happened. ”

Hearing this, Xia Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, the black-robed man had already said this, and if he couldn't detect something wrong, then he was a little too stupid.

Laugh at!

Just as Xia Xuan was pondering, in the center of the fighting battlefield, a clear sound of blood splattering suddenly sounded. The strong man named Caracal, with a hideous smile, slashed the neck of the wooden-faced man with a knife!

The latter's head flew around, the headless corpse fell, and the wooden mask on his face also fell off abruptly, revealing a rather young face with a little panic underneath.

"Caracal wins! Get the spirit coin bounty on this wood-faced man, his bounty has accumulated to 20,000 spirit coins!"

As the enchanting voice of the red charm and the carnival cries of the surrounding audience sounded in mid-air, the caracal grinned, grabbed the head of the wooden-faced man, and slowly exited.

And, the black-robed man's somewhat solemn voice slowly came into Xia Xuan's ears at this time: "Yesterday, a total of seven people received the battle card with you, including this wooden-faced man......"

"All dead!"

The words entered his ears, and Xia Xuan's eyes slowly became cold.

"The opponent I fought just now is also far stronger than the one I encountered before. Even stronger than that ghoul!"

The black-robed man's somewhat cold voice sounded in his ears again when he was carried by Yuan Li, and Xia Xuan also turned his head and looked at the former.

Both of them saw a flash of coldness in each other's eyes.

"We've been targeted. ”

The black-robed man's voice was in his ears, Xia Xuan also raised his head slowly, looking above, in the central private room, a young figure dressed in gorgeous clothes, but his right arm was wrapped in bandages, and a cold light appeared in his dark pupils.

Wu Zhen!

To kill him, to such an extent?!

"The next fighter is also a newcomer! Today's newcomers don't seem to have good luck, all of them ran into old powerhouses, and finally lost their lives, I don't know what will happen to this one?"

At this moment, Chi Mei's voice sounded slowly again, making the audience below scream again.

"Let's welcome, this newcomer, named Ghost Slayer!"

Hearing his name ringing in the middle of the battle, Xia Xuan also slowly stood up, and at this time, the voice of the black-robed man came into his ears again: "Be careful." ”

Turning around, looking at the other party's gaze that seemed to be a little concerned, Xia Xuan nodded lightly, and then, his figure jumped out, and under the gaze of everyone, he swept towards the center of the fighting battlefield.

However, many eyes gathered on him, but he didn't realize it, hidden under the grimace mask, the corners of the young man's mouth slowly aroused a cold and piercing cold.

Wu Zhen, since you want to play, then I'll have fun with you!

......

Inside the Deluxe Box.

The caracal stood at the door, threw a bloodstained head into it, and said loudly: "Young Master Wu Zhen, this is the head you want." ”

Hearing this, the young man in Chinese clothes sitting in the innermost box suddenly turned his head, and his face swept over the rolling head of the person on the ground with a somewhat hideous expression, and when he saw the young face, a flash of excitement and excitement obviously flashed on his face.

Eagerly lifting his head, his gaze scanned it. However, at this glance, the excitement on his face slowly subsided, and his face slowly became gloomy.

Although the appearance of this head was young, it was not the person he was looking for.

Somewhat irritably, he threw the head aside, and then Wu Zhen waved his hand impatiently, and the old man beside him stepped forward in understanding, stood in front of the caracal, threw out a large bag of spirit coins at will, and then said lightly: "Good job, you can go." ”

After taking the spirit coin, this unruly caracal dog did not dare to be presumptuous, and carefully swept over the old man in front of him who looked a little thin and stiff, and then he swept over the two guards who stayed in the corner of the room, and the caracal's eyes also flashed with a strong color of jealousy.

Yuan Envoy Realm!

The lineup of the three Yuan Envoy Realm powerhouses! It really deserves to be the young master of the Wu family!

Thinking in his heart, the caracal didn't dare to slack off, so he arched his hand quite respectfully, and finally left.

"Young Master, six of the seven people who received the battle card yesterday have died, and there is still the last person named Ghost Slayer. ”

As the figure of the caracal disappeared, the door of the luxury box was closed again, and Wu Qing also stood behind Wu Zhen, who had a cold and irritable breath, and said slowly: "This is his battle." ”

"Steward Wu Qing, is your speculation wrong?!Otherwise, in so many battles, there has never been a trace of Xia Xuan's mongrel?!"

Hearing this, Wu Zhen smashed the handle of the seat beside him, turned his head suddenly, and said with a hideous and fierce face: "If this one is killed again, it's not, what should I do?!

In the face of Wu Zhen's angry reprimand, a wry smile also appeared on Wu Qing's face, but he had nothing to refute.

"Humph!"

Snorting heavily, Wu Zhen also turned his head in extreme irritability, Xia Xuan's two words, at this moment, were like a thorn in his heart, making him sound every time, and the broken right arm would ache faintly.

If he didn't kill Xia Xuan, he would be unwilling!

However, just when Wu Zhen was in a rage, a rather familiar and slender figure flashed out of the audience and landed in the central field of the fighting battlefield.

Under the grimace mask, the cold pitch-black pupils shot out impartially and landed on Wu Zhen's face.

Being stared at by this cold eye, Wu Zhen's face suddenly froze.

After being stunned for a moment, a hideous ecstasy surged up on his face.

Xia Xuan!

Finally appeared!