Su Yizhao pondered for a moment, but still decided not to participate in the bidding.

The best Xuanshi, he has it!

However, now is not the time to be in the limelight.

The doorkeeper must have been there, and he should have been suspicious.

At this moment, the monk on the stage said in disappointment, "I only exchange it, but I don't sell it, it seems that I can't change it again!"

With that, he flew off the stage and returned to his seat disappointed.

Another monk flew to the stage.

Su Yizhao decided not to pay attention anymore, tonight, everything is focused on solving the monk who guards the door!

At that moment, he closed his eyes and recuperated quietly!

Two hours later, no one came to the stage, and the fair finally ended.

At this time, the audience was full of monks, some surprised, some disappointed.

But in general, the vast majority of cultivators had traded the cultivation resources they urgently needed, and after digesting them, their cultivation could be improved again.

Monk, what could be more exciting than to ascend to cultivation?

If there is, it is to watch other monks fight to the death as a bystander.

"Gamble! Gamble on your fate!"

"Gamble!"

"Gamble! Gamble on your fate!"

One after another, voices shouted neatly, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the city.

At this moment, the monk was no longer a monk, and everyone shouted like mortals.

Only the monk who participated in the gambling game was full of heavy faces!

Su Yizhao straightened his waist and stared at the ring.

"Whoosh!"

With a soft sound, a figure flew into the ring.

"Wang Wuwen and Wang Daoyou, you and I will settle the grievances here!"

"Since you want to find death, labor and management will fulfill you!"

In the middle of the field, a monk flew onto the stage without surprise.

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed, and their words were not speculative, and they had already started in an instant.

"Heavenly Sword Technique, Sacrifice!"

"Hades' Soul Snatcher! Kill!"

The sword light in the ring is fierce, and the fist shadow is all over the sky.

The murderous aura came head-on, and Su Yizhao leaned back slightly.

Both of them are at the peak of the Ten Void Realms, and their strength is not much different, but the killing intent is so strong that it envelops the monks in the audience.

Although Su Yizhao had fought with the monks of the outside world many times, he would naturally not let go of this rare opportunity to watch the battle.

He kept simulating the fight between the two in his mind, and there was a hint of realization in his eyes.

After the tea, I saw Wang Wuwen explode instantly, his fists tearing through the void like ghosts, occupying the ring.

The other monk showed no weakness, and the sword light filled the sky, tearing apart one fist shadow after another in an instant!

Suddenly!

Hearing Wang Wuwen sneer, his figure disappeared instantly.

Suddenly, with another monk in the ring as the center, the void continued to surge, all surging towards the center.

Su Yizhao's eyes showed a look of surprise.

This Wang Wuwen can barely touch a three-dimensional attack?

The other monk seemed to be caught in a whirlpool, and ripples instantly surrounded him in all directions.

He was about to dodge, but in an instant, he found that he could not move.

With a look of despair in his eyes, he sacrificed his flying sword and shouted in despair, "Burst!"

"Boom!"

The monks in the audience instantly activated their Xuan power and erected an invisible barrier in front of them!

Su Yizhao saw it clearly, only to see the void in the ring tearing, and a ripple of energy spread in all directions.

"Haha, if you want to kill me, you can't do it!"

The smoke vanished, and the situation in the ring was terrible.

I saw Wang Wuwen staggering on the stage, with a cruel sneer on his face.

He's actually miserable!

Half of his right arm was gone, leaving only a blurred half of flesh and blood.

Covered in blood, the Taoist clothes were ragged.

The other monk collapsed to the ground, his facial features bleeding and his eyes rolling, and he had already died of exhaustion.

Su Yizhao's face was solemn!

Hades' Soul Snatcher!

Apparently specifically attacking souls!

In the last blow, Wang Wuwen's attack simulated a three-dimensional attack, and the monk had no way to escape, but to drive the Void Treasure to explode!

Can the virtual treasure also self-destruct?

Su Yizhao was an eye-opener!

Tough!

After a while, the monks began to talk about it, and they looked surprised.

In the ring, Wang Wuwen took off the monk's storage ring and kicked the corpse out of the ring.

"Bang!"

The corpse fell right in front of Su Yizhao!

Su Yizhao was stunned!

Nima!

Do you deserve to sit in the front row?

His eyes rolled from the corpse on the ground to the ring.

Wang Wuwen smiled cruelly at him and said, "I really don't understand you people, taking the initiative to gamble with others, this is the end!"

"Labor is going to kill you!"

When Su Yizhao heard this, he was instantly furious!

But before he could make a sound, he saw that the monk to his left had already stood up!

He couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see a middle-aged monk pointing at Wang Wuwen with his finger, his face full of anger!

Wang Wuwen was covered in injuries, so he naturally didn't dare to answer, and flew off the stage.

"Seed!" The monk on the left grunted at him and flew onto the stage.

Su Yizhao smiled bitterly!

Nima!

If it weren't for the monk who was still sitting below, he would have been so forbearing?

Too lazy to care!

In a flash, he stepped back two rows and sat in the third row.

Next, one game after another was going on in front of his eyes.

Without exception, each one was extremely tragic, and it ended in the tragic death of a monk!

Talismans, magic circles, supernatural powers, secret methods, elixirs, and so on have appeared.

Su Yizhao was thrilled and addicted.

The blessing of the talisman on the monk's body can actually make the monk's aura skyrocket in an instant, and the speed and strength will directly increase by more than double.

And the magic circle can be activated with a palm-sized array disc to kill the opponent in an instant.

The pill could also make the monk go away directly in an instant, and he was extremely bloodthirsty, and his lethality skyrocketed.

The front row of seats was littered with mutilated corpses.

Su Yizhao was about to sigh when suddenly, a voice woke him up: "Who is the one hundred and seventh? Don't dare to go on stage?"

Number one hundred and seven?

Su Yizhao reacted suddenly, isn't that his own number?

His eyes instantly shot out, he stood up and flew into the ring!

"Feng Er, Feng Daoyou, please!" He stood on the stage, looking scared.

"Whoosh!"

A monk landed on the stage, "Haha, weak chicken, you are too impulsive!"

The person who came was the monk who guarded the door, Feng Er.

Feng Er's eyes swept over his storage ring, and he said, "Boy, you shouldn't be Su Yizhao, right?"

Su Yizhao nodded and said, "I'm a Qinglou swordsman!"

Feng Er laughed, "Die!"

I saw Feng Er's figure flash, and a punch hit him.

Su Yizhao's flesh and blood instantly turned dark gold.

The realm of the golden body, the realm of the earth body, I hope you can bear it.

In the ring, Feng Er's right fist pierced the void and slammed into it.

With a full punch of the Ten Void Realm Peaks, under normal circumstances, the Nine Void Realm Peaks will definitely be able to smash the Nine Void Realm Peaks to pieces.

Feng Er's eyes flashed with essence!

Whether this weak chicken is Su Yizhao or not, his storage ring is definitely worth looking forward to.

A punch blows, and he must not be allowed to speak.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

I saw that the kid didn't even dodge, and he also ushered in with a punch!

He couldn't help it

Exultation!

The two fists sliced through the void and collided instantly.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Feng Er felt that his body was torn apart instantly!

But he no longer felt any pain.

The sound cleared, and a storage ring swirled in circles in the ring.

"Bang!"

The ring stopped completely.

Su Yizhao made a move with his left hand and took the storage ring in the ring in his hand.

Quiescence!

The tens of thousands of monks in the audience had dull expressions and their eyes widened, staring at the ring!