"Is this your backhand?" Chen Zhi looked at the right stand.

This kind of provocation was of no use to him at all, but the last sentence that the bald man left behind couldn't help but make him think deeply.

The strength of the bald man, according to Chen Zhi's estimate, is similar to Shi Cheng and Liu Laodao in the Xuanshui Cave, such strength, if Chen Zhi met two years ago, maybe he would really have to go through a hard battle, but now Chen Zhi is completely sure that he will face Shi Cheng and Liu Laodao at the same time. Of course, although Chen Zhi is confident, he is not stupid, the last words of the bald man are clearly telling him that if he avoids the battle this time, in the second round, this person will still be on the side with him, if he faces the bald man alone, Chen Zhi does not have any pressure, but what if he adds four people?

With one sentence, this person has completely cut off Chen Zhi's retreat, and this battle is inevitable!

The corners of Chen Zhi's mouth brought a cold smile.

Since this person wants to die, then he doesn't mind giving him a ride!

Just as he was about to continue to recover the consumed spiritual power, suddenly a thousand-mile transmission note in his arms lit up, Chen Zhi was stunned, took out the transmission note from his arms, and probed it with his divine sense.

This thousand-mile transmission note was specially explained by Cheng Yu to let him carry it with him when he competed in the fighting technique, so that Cheng Yu could convey some of Cheng Wu's words, Chen Zhi carefully looked at the content with his divine sense, and glanced thoughtfully not far behind him, and found that Cheng Yu was looking at him anxiously, smiled slightly, and turned his head.

The content in the transmission note was all the news that Cheng Yu knew about the Blood Floating Massacre, and after reading it, Chen Zhi shook his head with a wry smile.

I didn't expect this person's reputation outside to be even louder than Shi Cheng, just because this person's behavior was too vicious, whether it was tearing apart after killing a monk, or killing a female cultivator, even if the Hehuan Sect was a big sect of the Demon Sect, there were many people who deeply disdainful the actions of the Blood Floating Massacre. But how could Chen Zhi be afraid of these contents? At the beginning, the Xuanshui Secret Cave, he faced more than a dozen monks, each of them was full of evil, and he was not afraid when he was still concentrating on the triple at the beginning, but now, how could he be afraid? However, Chen Zhi was quite interested in what the Blood Floating Slaughter had done after returning to the sect, and after reading it carefully, he also had a deeper understanding of the opponent he was going to face next.

Cruel, cunning, ferocious, and without losing his cunning and his mind?

Chen Zhi touched his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly.

But it's a good suggestion to tear up your opponent in this life......

The remnant sun shone obliquely from the west, and everything on the ground was shrouded in a blurry rosy color.

Chen Zhi slowly walked into the ring, and in the other corner of the ring, Blood Futu clasped his hands around his chest, held his head high, and looked at Chen Zhi in a condescending manner.

"You're not going to surrender, are you?" The right side of the Blood Floating Tu's mouth turned up slightly, with a hint of sarcasm, and sneered: "But I just heard that the group of supervisors on the right made a bet for this game, I didn't expect that someone would dare to bet on you, hey, but this is just right, if you surrender, there must be many people who will hate you to the bone." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience gathered in the No. 10 ring was immediately shocked, one by one, whispering, and soon, several well-informed monks informed the people around them of what happened in the ring on the right, and in an instant, all the monks around the No. 10 ring learned the news.

Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, a full fifty-thousand-grade spirit stone, such a huge bet deeply stimulated everyone present!

Even many spectators who watched the competition in other rings gathered around the No. 10 ring after learning the news, and surrounded the entire No. 10 ring with three layers inside and three layers outside, which was impassable.

On the right side of the crowd, Wei Qingcheng and more than a dozen other people gathered together and looked at the two people in the ring.

"Blood Floating Massacre!" Mu Tuoqi's eyes lit up, clapped his hands and laughed: "Brother Wei, Brother Zijing, your Lu family's good means actually let this Blood Floating Massacre take action, this Chen Zhi is really pitiful, he is waiting for the third round to compete with Brother Wei to make a name for himself, hey, I'm afraid he didn't expect to encounter this Blood Floating Massacre in the first round." ”

Speaking of this, Mu Tuoqi was slightly stunned, frowned, and said: "By the way, this Chen Zhi seems to have already qualified, will he admit defeat directly?"

Lu Zijing smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Mu, don't be impatient, everything is arranged." ”

"Hahaha, yes, yes, some time ago, I have admired the prestige of the Blood Floating Slaughter for a long time, and I have always wanted to see if his strength is as prominent as his reputation, and this time I can finally see it, hahaha!"

This group of people was happily discussing, but Qian Niansheng on the side did not speak, her eyes were firmly fixed on Chen Zhi in the ring, and a trace of curiosity continued to surge.

At this time, there was a sudden cheer in the crowd, and in the tenth ring, the referee announced loudly: "The tenth game, start!"

At the sound of an order, the referee immediately jumped out of the ring, but the strange thing is that this time, whether it was Xuefutu or Chen Zhi, they were not in a hurry to make a move, and the two stood in a corner of the ring, looking at each other from afar.

Some monks were feeling inexplicable, and suddenly, two evil breaths rose up to the sky!

"Oh?" On the central platform, the five-fold old man of Jindan, who was sitting in the middle and was closing his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the top of the tenth platform.

For these Jindan monks, the first two rounds were nothing to look at, so even if they were fighting happily below, they would close their eyes and cultivate one by one, and only the third round could really make them pay attention.

But this time, the ten Jindan monks were all shocked by the duel between the two evil spirits in the No. 10 ring!

"Not bad, who do these two monks know?" the old man asked lightly after staring at them for a while.

"I know that bald monk, his name is Blood Floating Slaughter, and he has been quite notorious in the immortal cultivation world in the past ten years. An old man with a golden pill triple next to him slowly spoke, this old man with a long beard was Mu Tuoqi's grandfather.

"Oh?" The five-fold old man of Jindan nodded, and said indifferently: "What's the notoriety, why bother, in the immortal cultivation world, the weak eat the strong, but although the evil qi on this person's body is strong, it seems to be quite mixed, and it seems that he rarely kills cultivators of the same level." ”

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Chen Zhi with a deep gaze, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "This monk is not bad, his evil spirit is strong and pure, and he must have killed many monks of the same rank or even super rank." ”

Cheng Wuwu nodded and agreed: "That's true, I know this person, named Chen Zhi, it is said that he was a disciple of the outer sect five years ago, this time, he and Wei Qingcheng's affairs were in an uproar, I also heard some of the deeds of this person from the juniors in the clan, but I was deeply impressed." ”

"Five years from an outer disciple to such a contemplative fivefold cultivation!" Hearing this, not only the Jindan Fivefold Elder, but also the other eight Jindan monks all looked back in surprise.

Among them, Shentu Chongxiong and the red-haired monk surnamed Lu frowned, obviously these two people had heard of Chen Zhi.

"Exactly. Cheng Wuwu shook his head and threw a weight bomb: "And I heard that this person is still a yellow-level spirit root, and I didn't believe it at the beginning, but now looking at the thick and pure evil qi on this person, I can understand a little." ”

"What!" The old man surnamed Mu who had a long beard next to the five-fold old man of Jindan widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Senior Brother Cheng, what you said is true?"

"It's true, this time, I'm optimistic that this guy can win. Cheng Wuwu smiled.

"Oh, my opinion is different from that of Brother Cheng. The red-haired monk surnamed Lu on the side suddenly interjected: "It is indeed remarkable that this person can have today's achievements, but after all, he has just advanced to the fifth level of contemplation, and this blood floating slaughter has stayed in the fifth level of contemplation for ten years, and his experience and cultivation are far beyond this Chen Zhi." ”

Cheng Wuwu didn't refute, but glanced at the Jindan five-fold old man in the center, and sure enough, he saw that the old man's lips moved slightly, and he was clearly communicating with someone, his eyes swept around, and Cheng Wuwu soon found that Yan Tianwen, who was sitting honestly on the far right, closed his mouth one by one.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Cheng Wuwu's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at the No. 10 ring again.

His fire has been lit, and the Jindan Five-Fold Elder Qiu who is sitting in the middle is known for his iron-faced selflessness, Chen Zhi can enter his eyes, and the time before the opening of the Hundred Flowers Valley is equivalent to invisibly having a huge backer, and if Chen Zhi performs well in the Hundred Flowers Valley, maybe, this Elder Qiu will even become Chen Zhi's help.