This scene, the Tiansha Gang can see it clearly.

The explanation of this 'five-grade two-pattern purple qi pill' is also really true.

The leader of the Tiansha Gang, Xiong Guantian, really didn't expect that Xiang Feiyu, one of the four sword attendants, would actually take out such a precious pill to save the fat man's life for Su Linger's "Twelve Slashes of the Wind" martial arts.

The martial arts that can be looked upon by the super powerhouses of the dignified 'Column Pulse Realm' can be thought of with their toes, and they are definitely not ordinary martial arts.

"Hey!"

He stomped his feet heavily, sighed in his heart, and felt that it was a pity, this martial art was actually taken by Xiang Feiyu, and at the same time saved Fang Ziyan's life.

He originally thought that when the ring competition was over, he would take all the martial arts on Su Ling'er and them for himself.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Feiyu, who presided over the ring competition, came out halfway and cut off his beard.

But they couldn't fight him, and they didn't have the courage to fight with a powerhouse in the 'Column Pulse Realm'.

But fortunately, Fang Ziyan's 'Fulong Jinzhong' martial arts, Xiang Feiyu has not yet started.

And he doesn't seem to be interested in this 'Fronjin Bell' either.

Otherwise, he must have also prescribed other conditions to exchange the cheats of "Fulong Golden Bell".

No one really thinks that the dignified 'Tsing Yi Flying Sword' Xiang Feiyu only has a five-grade and two-pattern purple qi pill in all his belongings, right?

He should just be not interested in 'Frongarn'.

After all, he is a sword cultivator, and this 'Twelve Slashes of the Wind' can be used as a sword technique.

The more Xiongguantian thought about it, the more he felt that this matter could not be delayed any longer, and he had to win the battle in the ring quickly, and then let Fang Ziyan, the fat man, take out the cheats of "Fulong Golden Bell" and exchange Su Ling'er with him.

However, he naturally would not let Su Ling'er go easily.

What he thought was that after he got the cheats, he would kill the big fat man immediately, and Su Ling'er would still be in his pocket.

As for the waste boy, the next competition will end him directly.

Thinking of this, Xiongguantian shouted:

"Hey······, it's 1 to 1 now, both sides have won one game each, and you guys have been saved, isn't it time for a third match?"

Hearing this voice, Xiang Feiyu turned his head and glared, Xiongguantian was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his legs were weak, and he almost didn't stand still.

Then he didn't dare to make another sound.

Xiang Feiyu, as the person in charge of the ring of this ancient city of buried swords, naturally has to abide by the rules of this ancient city of buried swords.

His form flashed, and he returned to his original position again.

"The two sides have one win and one loss, and the winner will be determined by the last ring match. The players from both sides are now on stage. ”

As soon as these words came out, the young gang leader of the Tiansha Gang, Xiongwu, walked into the ring with a long knife.

He wanted to kill and kill him with his own hands in this ring, in front of Su Linger's eyes.

At the same time, let others know the fate of those who dare to disobey their Tiansha Gang's wishes.

And Wu Di heard Xiang Feiyu's voice, sighed lightly, and slowly got up and walked to the ring.

He had always fantasized that their master, Xuan Zhongzi, might come to his aid at a critical time.

If Xuan Zhongzi can stand up now, he will face this third ring competition.

Then their chances of winning are very big, and the little senior sister doesn't have to fulfill the competition contract.

In fact, for him, the sect's title deed or anything is not important, and it is not even as good as a blank piece of paper.

As long as the three of their brothers and sisters can live together in peace and stability, it is better than anything else.

But until this crucial final battle, their master Xuan Zhongzi still did not appear.

His mood was low, and he couldn't think about it, why did Xuan Zhongzi and them have depended on each other for so many years, how could he say that he would abandon them? How did he do it, for a little money, the six relatives didn't recognize him?

Just as Wudi stepped into the ring with one foot, Su Linger grabbed his right hand from behind and said with worried eyes:

"Little junior brother, no. Let's let my sister come! ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Feiyu's voice appeared in the sky again:

"The rules of the ancient city ring, one person fights, and you can't go on stage repeatedly."

The majestic warrior in the ring smiled, and he smiled maliciously:

"Did you hear that, the rules of the ring, one person can only fight once, and you don't seem to have anyone else to fight, right? It seems that you, little junior brother, are the only ones who can get into this ring. ”

"However, this young master can give you a chance." He raised an eyebrow, smiled evilly, and continued:

"As long as you admit defeat, you can go back to be a concubine with this young master with peace of mind, and serve this young master well, and maybe spare you, a waste junior brother. He is a waste who can't practice martial arts, and it's not impossible for this young master to leave his cheap life. ”

As he spoke, he wiped the long dangling knife in his hand with his sleeve.

And although Wu Di has a good temper, he can't tolerate such humiliation and instigation as Xiongwu.

If you want Ling'er to be a concubine for Xiongwu's grandson, he is also worthy?

And Wu Di's expression was resolute and took a step forward again, but Su Linger held his hand and still refused to let go.

He turned his head and gave Su Ling'er a warm smile.

Su Ling'er shook her head with tears in her eyes and a worried expression.

At this moment, Su Linger would rather admit defeat than her little junior brother to go into this dangerous ring for him.

Fang Ziyan is a martial artist of the Nine Rank Pulse Realm, and he is nine deaths and one life when he enters this ring.

Not to mention Wu Di, an ordinary person who doesn't even have the strength of a first-level Pulse Realm.

In the face of a martial cultivator like Xiongwu, whose strength was at least above the eighth level of the Pulse Realm.

That's no different from sending them to death.

Su Ling'er wanted to say something, but Wu Di turned around and said with a smile:

"Little Senior Sister, you can't admit defeat. In the past, it was you and my brother who protected me. Today, I will protect you, junior brother. ”

"Although I can't become a martial cultivator like you, who can enter the body and develop the Qi veins in the body, I am not weaker than many people."

Seeing Su Linger's still worried expression, Wu Di continued:

"Huh? What I'm saying is true, I ······, well······, I should... Strong... Right? ”

When he said this, there was seven points of unconfidence in his tone, but three points of confidence.

It's a weird feeling.

However, in Su Ling'er's opinion, his little junior brother is just being strong.

And Wu Di is not strong, she still doesn't know that the senior sister who has lived together for many years still doesn't know?

A person who is chased and beaten by others when he visits the kiln will be very strong? Who believes when you say it?

And Wu Di turned around, patted Su Ling'er on the shoulder, and continued:

"Although I can't get into my body, I have never used force with anyone. But don't forget, the old man of Xuanzhongzi passed on to me the Zhen Sect's peerless "No Door and No Merit", and in a way, I am the first heir of this sect. As the next head of this sect, when it is time for me to go up, I will definitely go up. ”

As he spoke, he patted his chest.

"Little Senior Sister, don't worry, it's not certain who will die and who will live!"

He gently picked up Su Ling'er's white and tender jade hand, turned around and walked firmly to the ring, step by step.