The extralegal fanatics sat in a private room near the Xuanwu Gate on the Wangjiang Tower, drinking and eating sullenly, each with their own thoughts, ignoring the sudden warm breeze outside the window, when the summer solstice had not arrived, Chang'an City looked very lazy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

More than ten days have passed, and most of the Qionglin banquet has already marched, and the rest of the martial arts test Tianjiao, who is competing for the final ten seats, has long been less than 300 people, and the game was suspended this morning because of ...... Because all the ten rings have entered the repair project, looking at the ruins in front of the Xuanwu Gate, and on the ruined square, the craftsmen are crowded, accompanied by the song of insects and birds, and the whole is in full swing......

"You say, can we brothers enter the top ten together?"

The great monk took the lead in breaking the silence in the private room, a few cups of cat pee, his eyes were confused, and when the brothers looked at him, he laughed again, and sighed stupidly: "Nine Holy Pagoda, this is the only chance in our life, after this village, in the future, there will be no shop...... After the sermon, the door is opened, and we can't get in!"

"After these rounds of fighting, the brothers are all injured, and now, to say that they must enter the top ten, it is a lie...... There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, I can really realize this!"

Liu Chen shook his head, took his gaze back from the window, and slowly raised his hand, he filled himself with another glass of wine, "But, I must get the leader!"

"Leader!" Wu Tong grinned, raised his eyes and replied lightly: "You don't have any pressure in your heart, in the first few rounds, the opponents you defeated were the top Tianjiao from all over Kyushu, keep this state, there should be no problem with the leader!"

"Hehe, you don't know yet!" As if he suddenly thought of something, the great monk suddenly lowered his head and lowered his voice to the lowest level: "After the end of this year's martial arts test, the Tianji list will announce a new list, and the seventy-two Tianjiao of the earth are taken from the top 100 of the civil and military double examination......

"Hey, in such an era, the Dimensity List can't prove anything......"

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When the sun sets, the sky is getting late, the breeze blows through every lane of Chang'an, the people who are full of wine and food are invariably out of the house again, Suzaku Street begins to become crowded, the noise of the drums and gongs is noisy like a fiery sunset, and the half-day truce of the pilgrimage is about to start again......

"The first round, the thirteenth round, the defending side, from the hidden guard-Black Eagle!"

Lin Fuzi's roll call was high-pitched and powerful, penetrating everyone's ears and igniting the most passionate passion before the arrival of summer.

This is the first time that Yin Wuwei has participated in the Qionglin Banquet, because he has been following Liu Chen, so the people of the imperial capital are no strangers to Black Eagle, everyone knows that this black and thin delicate boy is the only introduction of the famous Yin Wu Wei Du Tong Night Crow, that is the heir of the next generation of Yin Wu Wei.

Of course, in the first dozen rounds of competition, the strength of the Black Eagle also won everyone's applause, to say that the nature of this hidden martial guard, it is quite similar to listening to Xuelou, however, the martial arts of the hidden martial arts are very different from listening to Xuelou, they are all biased towards the dark style, listening to Xuelou's mental method, focusing on concealing the body, one hit will kill. And Yin Wuwei is to kill for the sake of killing...... Every move of Black Eagle is enough to make all the audience present feel a chill in their hearts!

When the black eagle appeared in the ring, the double knives that kept flashing with a faint cold light were pinched in his hands, and the suffocating killing intent, accompanied by the coldness of the knife light, gradually began to spread in the ring...... It's obviously summer, but in the stands that are closer to the ring, people can't help but shiver.

"The first fight, the thirteenth round, the attacking side, from Changle Fang - Yin Fang!"

"Roar!"

"Blood Shura!"

"Invincible Blood Shura!"

A boy as thin as Black Hawk suddenly appeared in the ring, and as soon as he appeared, a roaring cry suddenly erupted in a corner of the stands.

A good deed person had already conveyed this Yin Fang's resume to the crowd, and as soon as the brothers of the extralegal fanatics knew about it, they all frowned......

Yin Fang, a ranger from the green forest and rivers and lakes, is the same as Liu Chen at the beginning, but Liu Chen's ranger, his main responsibility is to take care of the family and the hospital, run the business and dart, this Yin Fang is different, he specializes in robbing homes and houses, anyway, he is the same ranger, but Yin Fang is the opposite of Liu Chen.

Many years ago, Yin Fang because of the robbery of darts, provoked some existence that should not be provoked, no way, he fled to Changle Fang to seek refuge, perhaps because of the ruthlessness in his bones, Yin Fang did not restrain much when he arrived at Changle Fang, when he was in the bone realm, he began to participate in the gladiatorial arena life and death fight of Changle Fang, and he also attracted the attention of the senior management of Changle Fang, and gradually, he became the focus of Changle Fang's key training objects.

Under the guidance of the owner Ma San, Yin Fang's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, but in half a year, he has broken through to the stage of contemplation, and after concentrating, he returned to the gladiatorial arena again, and since then, Changle Fang has established a record of nine hundred and eighty-one undefeated concentrating realms for thousands of years.

If the Black Eagle cultivates the way of killing, then Yin Fang is the best proof of entering the Dao, the so-called Changlefang gladiatorial arena, Liu Chen also had an understanding of it at the beginning, and he also wanted to go there to exercise, but when he learned the rules, our Royal Highness the King of Canglan was also discouraged, not afraid, just because ...... "I am a human, not a beast!" At that time, Liu Chen said this to Beigong Fu......

The gladiatorial arena in Changle Fang is the largest underground gladiatorial arena in the entire Zhongzhou, it is a huge birdcage, and I don't know how many years it has existed, every time the two gladiators who enter the cage can only come out alive...... Ninety-nine eighty-one, every time Yin Fang walked out of that cage, people could hardly find any complete body about his opponent, nine is the extreme, ninety-nine Qiankun, after winning eighty-one battles at any stage of the gladiatorial arena, that gladiator, in the green forest and rivers and lakes, has a new title - revenge gladiator!

And the revenge gladiator who belongs to Yin Fang, people habitually call it, revenge blood Shura!

In the carnival of those Jianghu people, Yin Fang smiled coldly at the black eagle, and then he stuck his scimitar on the ground of the ring, stretched out his hand and slowly took off his robe......

"Hiss......"

The little monk standing beside Liu Chen couldn't help but gasp, and a trace of fear began to be written on his slightly pale face, and he hid behind Liu Chen a little, and the little monk closed his eyes tightly.

It's not just the suffering, but the entire Xuanwu Gate, except for the heroes of the green forest, are silent.

Yin Fang's figure belongs to the kind of thin clothes and flesh when undressed, but what makes people's teeth sore is the scars on his strong muscles, and people can't find a complete place from the skin he exposes at all...... It's all wounds, it's all hideous!

"A handsome little guy from the Hidden Guard!"

The sharp voice made people very uncomfortable to listen to, but Yin Fang still used that voice, like a ghost crying wolf, and smiled at the black eagle in front of him: "Your knife, can you kill?" (To be continued.) )