The blue-clothed monk narrowed his eyes, and decisively punched to meet him, all of them were Jindan stage monks, even if they were fists and feet, the effect was quite amazing. I only heard a loud bang, and a cloud of mist from the collision of true qi rose up, instantly covering the figures of the two of them.

Under the shroud of the light curtain, there was no true qi coming out for a long time, and everyone stretched their necks and looked down without blinking, lest they miss a wonderful shot.

The two figures were as fast as lightning, constantly changing positions below, and the rumbling sound was endless, Tian Ying's eyes were straight, and he didn't notice that there was saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Baoyu didn't have much interest in this kind of low-level competition, and looked at the crowd around him, there were at least two hundred people, that is to say, the entrance fee of two hundred medium-grade spirit stones was pocketed by the Northern Hell Sect.

That's just a small part of that, and that's not including the commission on the wager, that's the big one.

Using Lao Tzu to make a fortune, thanks to the fact that the Northern Underworld Sect could think of it, Wang Baoyu secretly cursed in his heart. A rough estimate is that the monks from other sects who rushed to the Northern Thousand Islands have accumulated at least hundreds of thousands, and the sum of various expenses is an astronomical amount.

There is no doubt that Wang Baoyu is the hottest bet at present, and Wuling is famous and famous, and all the big stars are completely destroyed.

"Tian Ying, have you traveled a lot of places to understand the situation of the Northern Netherworld Sect?"

"Ahh

"What am I asking you?"

"I understand, ten Void Stage Monks, fifty Yuan Infant Stage Monks, and Jindan Stage Monks don't know how many. Tian Ying looked down intently and replied casually.

"Where are all those Void Stage Monks?"

"How do I know, anyway, the Northern Netherworld Sect has all been dispatched, and it is scattered on these islands. ”

"Let's go, there's nothing to see. Wang Baoyu pulled Tian Ying.

"yes, the Cardinal is going to win, or I guessed right. Tian Ying was unaware of it, waving her little fist and shouting.

Wang Baoyu looked down, and sure enough, he found that the blue-clothed monk had been knocked to the ground, and the red-clothed monk was high-spirited, his iron fist was like the wind, and he punched his opponent in the chest without mercy.

Seeing blood oozing from the corner of the bluefriar's mouth, suddenly, he let out a loud roar and threw a punch that hit the redar's head.

With a scream, the cardinal's head was knocked down, blood gushed out, staggered down, and died on the spot in an instant.

There was a burst of excited shouts on the field, and the bad roots of human nature were revealed!

"Oh! You're right!" Tian Ying hung his head and admitted defeat.

"Miscalculation, how did I forget, that person is from the Douwu Sect, and his practice is steel and iron bones, my ten spirit stones!" A monk next to him lost his bet, and he couldn't help sighing.

At the end of the battle, the blue-clothed monk won, and a monk from the Northern Netherworld Sect came on the field and threw him a bag of spirit stones, this man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and immediately retreated happily.

For the sake of such a few spirit stones, it is necessary to fight for a life, and the atmosphere of the Lingyan Continent is really very problematic.

"Are there any family members present?" shouted the monk of the Northern Netherworld.

No one answered, and after shouting three times, the man threw a fireball talisman that turned the dead cardinal into ashes.

A new round of bets started again, there were still people to fight, Wang Baoyu wanted to leave, but was stopped by Tian Ying. Since you have spent a spirit stone, even if you don't bet, you have to watch one more game, otherwise you will waste a medium-grade spirit stone.

Wang Baoyu shook his head slightly and looked at the arena again.

A moment later, two more monks appeared, a burly middle-aged man, tall and strong, covered in muscles, and in tattered clothes, but he was a mid-stage Jindan cultivator.

The other is short and withered, with triangular eyes, slippery thieves, and loose clothes, which is also the cultivation of Jindan in the middle period.

"Which one can you bet on this time?" Wang Baoyu asked with a smile, the rules of the game were unfair, he saw the clue, someone was going to suffer a big loss.

"No, that's my brother!" Tian Ying suddenly exclaimed.

"Which one is tall or short?"

"Of course it's high, how could he be here. Oh my God, my brother must have run out of money to participate in the competition. You should be able to win!" Tian Ying said anxiously.

"Can't win. Tian Ying, let your brother leave, that person hid his cultivation, he is in the late stage of Jindan. Wang Baoyu said.

"What?!Brother, get out of the field!" Tian Ying stood up and shouted with her thin arm.

The middle-aged burly man, when he saw his sister on the stage, grinned, and suddenly punched at the short monk.

It's too late!

The short monk was in a very strange shape, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the middle-aged man's back, making him miss with a punch, and then slapped his palm on the middle-aged man's back.

There was no sound, and the brother Tian Ying was looking for fell down like this, and died on the spot in an instant.

"Brother......" Tian Ying let out a sad cry, tears like rain, desperately stepped on the chair, flew down, and landed on the light curtain, but no matter how she beat it, she couldn't enter.

The Northern Netherworld Sect monk entered the arena again, and also threw a bag of spirit stones to the dwarf monk, and the man smiled and quickly disappeared into the passage.

"Are you a family member?" the Northern Netherworld Sect monk asked indifferently.

"Let me in!" Tian Ying cried breathlessly, and Wang Baoyu had already rushed over and grabbed her shoulders.

"I'm really miserable! Just such a brother, and he left me! He just couldn't think about it, so he risked his life for the sake of such a little spirit stone. I'll never see my brother again!"

Tian Ying was so grief-stricken that she involuntarily threw herself into Wang Baoyu's arms and cried loudly.

This was echoed by the cheers or sighs of the monks present, who were naturally happy to bet on the right ones, doubling the stakes. It's really useless to scold Tian Ying's brother by mistake, so if you don't beat it, you will die in one fell swoop, this spirit stone is wronged.

"Don't cry, don't be annoyed, sign a contract, and take it upon yourself to live and die. The monk of the Northern Netherworld Sect in the light curtain was quite impatient, and touched a jade tablet on the light curtain, and the light curtain disappeared instantly.

Tian Ying pounced on her brother, but no matter how she shook, she couldn't wake up her brother again, and from then on, heaven and man were separated.

Wang Baoyu also leaned over, holding a black handkerchief in his hand, gently wiped Tian Ying's brother's forehead, and carefully put it away.

"Alright, let's go! there's the next round!" said the Northern Netherworld Sect monk.

There was no precedent left for the monk's body, which would attract the devouring of the demon beast, Wang Baoyu put away Tian Ying's brother's storage bag, forcibly picked up Tian Ying, and left quickly with her.

There was a bang behind him, and Tian Ying's brother turned into dust from then on.

"Ahh

"That's the path your brother chose for himself. ”

"But where can I go without my brother?" Tian Ying's tears kept falling on Wang Baoyu's clothes.

"Well, stop crying, I'll avenge your brother!"

"Monks are not allowed to fight with each other here. ”

"Hmph, that's all a fart for this king!"

Tian Ying couldn't help but be stunned, wiped away her tears, broke free from Wang Baoyu's arms, and followed closely.