In the dark prison, there is no day or night. Δ pen "Fun" Pavilion.

Therefore, after carrying it here for a long time, there is no so-called timekeeping concept of years, months and days at all.

But it was a long time ago.

Here in the Ghost Slaying City, there was once a very large-scale fierce battle because of the competition for water.

The situation at that time was very similar to this time, and the two sides fought hard, and both sides lost.

And some other people want to take advantage of the fisherman, but the war is gradually out of control, affecting the entire ghost killing city.

In that battle, Hou Yan and Zheng Kaifeng had experienced it personally, and even the ninth-level martial arts sect had died several times.

And the current pattern of the Ghost Killing City is basically established by that battle.

When it came to that fierce battle, Zheng Kaifeng's face also changed slightly, and he looked very jealous and cautious.

In the ghost slaying city, there are not only two of them.

Now among those people around, it is very likely that there are some people from other forces who are paying attention to the situation here.

"That's it, after all, I was unlucky this time and was captured by the Ghost Slayer Venerable. ”

"Hou Yan, if you leave now, we will treat this matter as if it had never been born, and we will not pursue it again. ”

Zheng Kaifeng thought for a moment and said.

Hearing this, Hou Yan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Hehe, that's not good, I have so many brothers who work hard to mobilize the people, but I can't have no gain at all......"

"Hou Yan, don't go too far, this 'water source' is our lifeblood, if you want it, then don't blame us for being polite!"

Zheng Kaifeng roared angrily, without the slightest intention of giving in.

Hou Yan's face was slightly gloomy, he thought for a moment, and said: "Originally, we did mean to snatch the water source, but since your boss Zheng is back, then we will give you a face, we don't want the water source, but we want thirty percent of the water and food produced here every month!"

"No way! All the water and food are ours!" Zheng Kaifeng shouted angrily.

"Hmph, then what do you mean, let's run for nothing......"

Hou Yan's face was also gloomy.

The situation has once again become tense.

Zheng Kaifeng obviously wants to do his best to preserve his "water source", and Hou Yan, in the "Sancheng" problem, is obviously not ready to continue to make concessions.

However, Chu Qingyun was on the side, but he saw it.

The two of them, in fact, are still trying their best to restrain themselves, and they don't really want to conflict in their hearts.

The strength of the two sides is almost the same, and if they really fight, they will only lose both sides and let others take advantage of it.

"It is estimated that Zheng Kaifeng will still be unable to hold back in the end, and his strength may not be as tough as he has shown......"

Chu Qingyun said secretly in his heart.

He knew that Zheng Kaifeng's injuries had not yet healed, and his power had also been weakened a little, so he was actually at a disadvantage.

"Ahem, two bosses, I have a suggestion......"

At this time, a martial arts realm next to Hou Yan stood up and said with a light cough.

Seeing that no one objected, he continued: "Let's better follow the old rules, if there is a dispute, let the respective Martial Emperor Realm come forward to solve it, and our Martial Sect Realm, and the two bosses, don't make a big move, so as not to really hurt the harmony." ”

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Compared to the outside world, the number of people here in Ghost Killing City is not large.

But these people are all murderers, and they are generally in the Martial Emperor Realm and the Martial Sect Realm.

Such a group of people gathered together, all kinds of big and small conflicts, it was definitely two heads in three days, it was like a common thing.

So over time, there is a convention.

The two parties have an irreconcilable conflict, and the Martial Emperor Realm can make a fight to resolve the dispute, so as not to make more and more trouble, which is not good for anyone.

Hearing this person's words, Hou Yan nodded and said, "Yes, just follow the old rules, Zheng Kaifeng, what do you say?"

"Big brother, no, before you came back, Qiu Bo and Ruan Feizhou were killed by them, and our remaining Martial Emperor Realm is probably not their opponent......"

A martial arts realm next to him whispered to Zheng Kaifeng.

Zheng Kaifeng frowned.

But after hesitating for a moment, he actually nodded and agreed, "Okay, just follow the old rules, and it will be decided by the Martial Emperor Realm!"

At this time, he was also helpless in his heart.

His injuries have not fully recovered, I am afraid that if he really fights, he is not Hou Yan's opponent, and in terms of strength, he is not as good as Hou Yan now.

On the point of asking for 30% of water and food, Hou Yan was obviously not ready to give in.

It is not easy for him to get to this point.

"Haha, happy, then it's a word!"

"Xiao Hongguang, you go, accompany the Martial Emperor Realm on Boss Zheng's side, and have a good time......"

Hou Yan said with a smile.

He only sent an eighth-level Martial Emperor, obviously with a lot of trust in his side.

On the other hand, on Zheng Kaifeng's side, not only did the Martial Sect Realm have solemn faces, but even the remaining Martial Emperor Realms were bitter and even a little afraid.

The two ninth-level Martial Emperors on their side had already been killed before, but the ninth-level Martial Emperors on Hou Yan's side had not been sent out at all.

Having reached the Heavenly Emperor Realm, for these ordinary Martial Emperor Realms, the gap of a realm is very insurmountable.

"Fan Zhuo, go ahead!"

Zheng Kaifeng's eyes swept and he selected an eighth-level Martial Emperor.

The eighth-level Martial Emperor's face suddenly changed greatly, "Boss Zheng, I, I'm ......"

The territory of Zheng Kaifeng and Hou Yan is not far away, and both sides are relatively familiar with each other and know the roots.

Obviously, this Fan Zhuo is not Xiao Hongguang's opponent, and he himself knows this very well.

However, under the pressure of the eyes of the martial arts realm, Fan Zhuo was still helpless, and stood out, ready to fight.

"Hehe, Fan Zhuo, you are not my opponent, this time, you are dead!"

Before the war, Xiao Hongguang smiled and looked very relaxed.

But Fan Zhuo was very nervous, and directly displayed his martial spirit, staring at Xiao Hongguang and shouting coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, look at the moves!"

He took the lead in attacking, condensed a silver-scaled beast claw with his soul technique, put it on his hand, and grabbed it towards Xiao Hongguang.

Xiao Hongguang snorted coldly, he didn't even use his martial spirit, and directly waved his palm forward to meet it.

The two instantly started a fierce battle.

However, although they are both eighth-level Martial Emperors, there is indeed a big gap between the two in terms of strength.

Although Xiao Hongguang did not use his martial spirit, he only relied on his palm technique to establish an advantage within three or two moves, and suppressed Fan Zhuo to the death.

"Xiao Hongguang has an advantage in martial arts, and his palm is stronger, then Fan Zhuo has no chance at all, and he will be defeated within ten moves......"

Not far away, Chu Qingyun stood outside the two sides, silently watching all this.

(End of chapter)