"Naturally, it's underground, and there is a formation protection around it, don't worry about collapsing, hurry up, there is still a position in the middle, do you really want to bet on the opponent of the mad demon?"

Yi Heng looked at the underground Colosseum, no, the underground fighting arena that was several times larger than the Colosseum, and slowly faded the color of shock.

Hearing countless shouts and madness in his ears, he thought that it was the person who placed the bet who would care so much, and replied: "Yes, bet on the opponent of the madman." ”

"Okay, you're pretty good, haha. After the fat man was sure of him, he walked towards the middle position, and he naturally followed silently.

Sitting on the position, he began to observe the people fighting below, this is the fighting field, and naturally there is no restriction on the use of spiritual sense.

For a while, countless spiritual senses swept over him, and naturally, he also used his spiritual senses to sweep the entire space.

Four hundred and fifty-one monks, the minimum cultivation, no, there is no minimum cultivation, all the monks are in the later stage of the foundation building the Great Perfection.

The feeling of humility in my heart reappeared, after all, from the island, and even after a year, this feeling could not be dissipated.

Unless, unless one day you become stronger, just like when you are on a small island, no one in the world knows it, no one knows it.

With a "boom", the two figures below suddenly separated, standing in the air, looking at each other.

He felt very comfortable at this time, and looking down from the stands, the two of them seemed to be fighting under their noses, even if they were standing in the air.

This stand is fifty or sixty zhang away from the flat ground below, and the two of them are only more than ten zhang high, so they can naturally see it clearly.

This kind of comfort is the comfort of watching others fight for life and death, and the comfort of feeling high up in oneself.

No wonder this high platform was set up, he secretly thought to himself, slowly digesting everything he saw today, and enjoying the comfort brought by watching other people's life and death.

Of course, there are people who are more comfortable than him.

At this time, at the very top of the "Dharma Training Building", there was a hall, and dozens of monks with a vague aura sat on chairs, all staring at the wall in front of them carefully.

What is surprising is that on the wall, there is a piece of white jade, about the size of a zhang, and on the white jade, there is a scene of two people looking at each other in the fighting field.

Obviously, this is to project everything that happened in the underground Doufa Arena here, and the only regret is that there is no noisy sound in the Doufa Arena, and it is extremely quiet.

"This man in gray clothes has been defeated, whose name is this? What is it?" At this time, a monk in the middle of the room suddenly asked, although the low voice was a low voice, but all the monks did not dare to ignore it.

"City Lord, I found it, Number Ten. A voice sounded, with a hint of embarrassment, after all, who chose the person, now being eliminated and being asked by the city lord in person, naturally felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha, Master Huang, don't be sad, just be lucky, but this person is the fifteenth person I am looking for. The monk laughed first, and then said triumphantly.

The Huang family master was just about to open his mouth to refute, when he heard the city lord's voice sound, "Okay, this year's monks seem to be much stronger, although this number ten is lost, but if you change to the last session, you can almost pass the primary election, it seems that everyone is attentive." ”

Everyone's hearts froze, if the strength of the monks in this city increases, will the strength of other cities also become stronger?

Everyone no longer looked at the jade on the wall, even if the two people in the jade continued to fight together, looking fierce.

But since the city lord said that the Grey Friar lost, it must be him who lost, so naturally there was no need to look at it again.

"Everyone also thought of this problem, and there was news that not only Ziyang City, Jinyao City, Haijiang City, but even our old rival, Linjiang City, was far stronger this time. ”

"Hiss....... There were countless sounds of cold breathing in from the crowd.

"Don't say anything else, let's just say that our old opponent, Linjiang City, three of them can survive the middle stage of Jindan and shoot with all their strength without dying, what a demon?" the city lord couldn't help but sigh when he said this.

"And the people we are looking for, there are currently at most two people who have this strength. Seeing that everyone was shocked by the strength of their opponents, the city lord had to change the subject.

"One of them must be the young city lord, and who is the other?" If Wei Fenghua was here, he would find that Zhang Dongjia, who he was very afraid of, was also cautious at this time, and he didn't dare to come out.

The city lord was obviously very useful, after all, these words came from the mouth of the deputy city lord, and he smiled softly and said:

"Hehe, that kid from Wuxin naturally has this strength, and the other one is a casual cultivator, who only came here a year ago, but this person is definitely a disciple of the Great Gate Sect who came out to practice. ”

"Yes, there was also this situation before, the disciples of the Great Gate Sect have hidden their identities and names to experience here, and when this happens, they participated as a casual cultivator. Another monk said immediately.

"Youwei, I heard that you have also found a lot of powerful monks?" said the city lord to a monk sitting in the corner.

Everyone couldn't help but turn around to look, and every time, almost everyone deliberately ignored the existence of that person, and that person also deliberately sat in the corner to hide himself.

But in fact, in everyone's heart, that person occupies a very important place.

It is this person who began to rectify Lingmi City thirty years ago, making Lingmi City prosperous to this point, and now the major families are at least making hundreds of thousands of spirit stones every day, which is the credit of this person.

It is also this person who makes Lingmi City surpass Linjiang City for the only time in the five-year competition.

I saw that the man was holding a feather fan in his right hand, wearing a scarf on his head, and he looked very leisurely.

But in fact, it is a genuine foundation building consummation.

It's just that this person can be so calm in the aura of so many Yuanying monks?

Is it because the lord of the city is sheltering, or is it because there is nothing missing?

Seeing that everyone was looking over, Gou Youwei slapped the feather fan lightly on his left hand, and did not feel any restraint and crampedness because of everyone's eyes.

"Where are there any powerful people, it's just a random search, anyway, it's all in this city, it's not me, it's you, it's not the same?" he said unhurriedly.

If others saw his words and expressions, they would probably believe what he said, but every time, in the end, it was the people he sought who got in the most.

Therefore, at this time, several people despised in their hearts: "Pretend, pretend." ”

"Hehe, having said that, if you can know it earlier, you must rest assured, you, you, you, will hide. The city lord seemed to only talk to him with a hint of emotion, and his tone was much more relaxed.

Several monks followed suit, saying, "Yes, yes." In fact, what I wanted to say in my heart was: "Don't hide it, it's just pretending to be low-key and earning spirit stones." ”

Gou Youwei saw everyone's faces, where would he not know what they were thinking, so he had to say:

"The first three, the strength is definitely not bad, the fourth can't see clearly, the strength of No. 5 to No. 8 should be a little higher than the two just now, and the victory or defeat will be known. ”

Everyone instantly showed disbelief, but they didn't know what to believe, the first three strength was definitely not bad, this must be believed.

The fourth one can't see clearly, is there a monk in this city who you can't see clearly?

The strength of No. 5 to No. 8 is a little higher, I'm afraid it's more than a little higher.

In short, through the previous few times, everyone has already let them know that no matter what he says, they only dare to believe half a point.

"If one of the top three you choose can reach that level, then you will have a chance to win this time, and besides, there is a monk among this foundation building monk that you can't see clearly?"

Gou Youwei put away the feather fan, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and said: "Sometimes I feel that I have seen clearly, and sometimes I feel that it is extremely vague." ”

"Oh, that's the case, the next one is the fight between the five and the four you are looking for, and you want to be able to see it this time?"

Gou Youwei smiled bitterly: "It's because he agreed to fight, so I made everything I thought I could see clearly before, and it became blurry again." ”

When everyone heard him say so mysteriously, they couldn't help but look towards the jade, and at this time, they happened to see the gray-clothed monk lying on the fighting field, motionless, as if he had died.

But everyone didn't think so, as if it was commonplace, looking forward to the person who couldn't even see the second child clearly.

The victor took off the storage bag from the gray man's waist, smiled triumphantly, and flew to the stands, where the corpse on the ground was now uncleaned, and the flesh lay there in a blur of flesh and blood.

At this time, a figure flew out of the stands and landed on the fighting field.

"Is that him?" said a monk, softly.

"Wang Family Master, do you know this person?" the City Lord asked.

"Yes, city lord, this person is quite famous in the loose cultivation, and his strength is acceptable, but the fighting method is crazy, and he never dies, and many enemies of him are intimidated by his desperate momentum and die in his hands. ”

"This is the real strength, where are the scruples when fighting the law, either you die or I live, if you don't have this courageous momentum, no matter how deep the cultivation is, I'm afraid it will not be his opponent, I think this person will definitely surprise me." ”

When the city lord heard this introduction, he was greatly appreciative, and everyone couldn't help but secretly agree.

The monks here, who did not roll out of the mountain of blood corpses, naturally knew the importance of courage.

Of course, the monk here, you have to exclude Gou Laoer, he didn't crawl out of the mountain of blood and corpses, he climbed out of the scheme, I'm afraid he won't feel this way.

Sure enough, I saw Gou Lao Er say disapprerovingly: "The outlaw is naturally powerful, but if you meet a monk who is both outlaw and calm, I am afraid that there will be more death and less life." ”

"You're saying that's what Four would be?"

Gou Youwei said with a wry smile: "Originally, I thought he was a calm person, but now I found out that he was also an impulsive person, and now I don't know if it is or not." ”

Yi Heng naturally didn't know that there were people who were more comfortable watching others fight to the death than him, and he didn't know that those people were waiting for him to appear at this time.

At this time, he looked at the bloody corpse in the fighting field, and found out again that the cruelty of this Lingmi City was hidden underground.

No wonder there was singing and dancing outside, and everyone looked at ease and cultivated to old age.

If you pull mortals here to watch a few fights, I'm afraid you won't envy them for cultivating immortals.

"Fellow Daoist, let's confirm again, you really want to bet on that person," the fat man pointed to the chaotic sky in the field with his fat hand next to him, "The opponent?"

"Yes, let's go and take it. Yi Heng only remembered at this time that it was time for him to end up, and he couldn't help but feel excited, could it be that in this fighting field, it was so easy to arouse the fighting heart?

"Ouch, here, here, come and see, come and place a bet, there is a Taoist friend here who is betting on the opponent of Hu Crazy Demon, everyone hurry up and follow. The fat man shouted and shattered the originally slightly serious atmosphere in an instant.

Yi Heng couldn't cry or laugh on his face, what was this fat man thinking in his heart? Could it be that when he shouted like this, others would follow?

In fact, the fat man himself is not sure why that person is so confident, now look at how many people bet on the opponent of the mad demon, if there are too many people, then they will also bet.

But to his disappointment, many monks looked at him like idiots, so he had no choice but to prepare to match his share of the Hu mad demon and Yi Heng's share of the Hu mad demon.

", one to five, is it that high?" The fat man saw that the madman won 1 to 1 to 1 to 2, but the opponent of the mad demon was 1 to 5, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved, what if he won?

"Who to bet and how much?" said a monk who was obviously a banker, seeing that he was hesitant.

"There is no whatever, where is there what's in case. He said in his heart, and said to the man, "Charge Gou Youwei No. 4, two million spirit stones." "First hand Yi Heng's spirit stone to the dealer, and then take a jade plate.

"Forget it, let's die, see that person is so poor and dare to bet, how can he not have confidence?" Thinking of this, he said again: "Bet on Gou Youwei No. 4, three million spirit stones." He handed over a storage bag and took a jade plaque.

When I walked back, my heart was like the fat on my body, shaking up and down, and after the three million spirit stones were taken out, there were only less than 10,000 left in the storage bag, and I felt a little regretful in my heart, should I have less of it?

returned to his seat, gritted his teeth and said to Yi Heng: "I have already bet, and I have also bet on his opponent, I hope your confidence is grounded." ”

Yi Heng had not played, he was originally waiting for him to bet on the spirit stone, but at this time, he turned his head and saw that the two pieces of fat on his face were already iron-blue, and grinned: "Confidence, where do I have confidence?"

When the fat man heard this, he was so anxious that he yelled as if he was about to cry, "Then who is this number four, and why are you betting on him?"

"If you don't bet on him, can you bet on my opponent? No. 4 is me, haha. He laughed, got up, and leaped towards the arena.

"You ....... When the fat man saw him fly out, the fat man pointed at him with a fat finger, opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and the two pieces of fat on his face turned from iron blue to miserable white.

Gently falling on the opposite side of the chaotic sky, the people on the stage couldn't help but chant when they saw that the two of them had finally ended, and a wonderful life-and-death struggle was about to be presented in front of them.

Even if it is a monk, who has cultivated a hard heart, at this time, he is also ignited by the passion in this scene.

"The aura and courage of Daoyou are worthy of Hu Mou's memory of your name. "Hu Chaotian actually knows that since the person on the other side is hooked to position No. 4, there must be not much difference in strength, and today's battle is probably very difficult.

"No need, Zeng only needs your right hand. "Yi Heng has gone through countless dangers, even the second-order Zerg has dealt with it alone, although he was chased and killed and almost lost his life, but this experience of facing life and death is definitely still there.

"Zeng Daoyou has this confidence, that's great, I just hope you don't disappoint Hu. ”

Seeing that he was still so indifferent and so big, a nameless fire broke out in his heart, but his tone was flat.

"I won't let you down. At this time, he found that the fat man was not just disappointed, but desperate.

"Please. Ten zhang away, the chaotic sky arched his hands.

"Please. "Naturally, he did the same.

Although the voice of the conversation between the two was small, it seemed to be amplified by something, and it all reached the ears of everyone in the stands.

For a while, countless people were talking, I don't know who this person is in front of Hu Madman, and he will be so calm in the face of Madman.

As soon as Hu Chaotian put his hands down, his right foot kicked the ground violently, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the distance of more than ten zhang arrived in an instant, and his right hand formed a fist and hit Yi Heng's chest.

Yi Heng immediately knew that this was to avenge today's revenge.

Take a deep breath, turn the spiritual fluid, take a half step back with your right foot, half squat your body, and concentrate your right fist with the spiritual fluid.

He slammed his right fist and threw his entire right body forward as if he were being driven by his right arm.

"Boom" There was a loud bang, and the punch of the two of them, which had no tricks and was purely competitive and cultivated, shook the audience and instantly quieted.

I saw that the fists of the two people in the field were separated with a touch, and the bodies of the two people slid backwards at the same time, obviously the difference in cultivation was not much.

Thinking about it, the monks here have all been promoted to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building for several years, and the spiritual liquid in the dantian is not much different.

Before the monks in the stands could speak, the figures of the two people below moved at the same time, and they were instantly intertwined.

For a while, the two figures were staggered, and they fought fiercely with hard and fist to fist on the fighting field.

A "bang, bang, bang" sound once again attracted the silent cultivators, and even the fat man gradually sat up straight, his eyes exuding battle intent.

Everyone was shocked not because of the two cultivators, but because of this kind of unfancy fight.

The monk's fighting method is naturally a powerful spell, and it is not a demon beast, it all depends on the body, even if it is a demon beast, after the second order, a certain part of the body will be refined into a magic weapon, and the attack and defense will rise a lot.

And this kind of spiritual fluid in the whole body, hand-to-hand combat with each other, but it is even more dangerous, when attacking each other, the reaction time is very short, and in a breath, dozens of blows can be attacked.

If you are not careful, you can immediately distinguish the winner from the loser.

And what you need to endure is the pain of the flesh, and the courage in your heart, if you retreat slightly, you will immediately have no power to fight back.

At tea time, it was still extremely quiet above the stands, and everyone could only hear the sound of their own heartbeats, and "bang bang bang" seemed to be beating faster and faster.

"Boom" sounded again, and the two instantly separated again, as if they had not moved at all, as if they had not moved at all.

But when everyone's spiritual sense swept away, they saw that the two of them were disheveled, and their faces were covered with blood.

Hu Chaotian stretched out his right index finger to wipe the blood on his face, brought it to his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood away.

The smell of blood seemed to arouse the bravery in his heart even more, and a trace of blood began to shine in his eyes.

Yi Heng didn't seem to feel pain, but if he looked closely, he found that the blood on his face was not flowing out, but more like seeping out.

This "Dragon and Tiger Great Day Refining Body Technique" really lives up to its reputation, even if it has only been refined to the first layer, it already has obvious effects.

No wonder the purple gold flying sword passed through the throat of the body refining cultivator that day, and no blood gushed out, but slowly seeped out.

But at this time, he still admired Hu Chaotian very much, judging from the blood that kept gushing out of his face, he definitely hadn't practiced alchemy.

At this time, it must have been extremely painful, but seeing him like this, not only did he not flinch, but he was even more courageous.

It's just that for him, since he fought to the death with that second-order zerg, he was no longer afraid of fighting with the monks.

Whether it's hand-to-hand combat or fighting, it's still too far to make him afraid.