Chapter 2497
This city is very large, and the unparalleled soul power of the sword can only cover a small area, and there is no breath of God and the strong.
"That old wind monster acts very strangely. I have just asked him. He seems to be in the arena now." Yun Zhendao.
"Arena?" Jian Wushuang moved in his heart and nodded slightly, "then please wait here for a moment. I'll see him first. If he is willing to exchange the purple Jinsha directly to me, it can save a lot of things. But if he is not willing to hand it over... Then please ask Lord Yun to fight with me and force him to hand it over with absolute strength."
"No problem." Yun really promised very readily.
Get the second drop of purple Jinsha for Jian Wushuang, which is the scope agreed before. Of course, Yun Zhen has to contribute.
Jian Wushuang immediately went to the former city, and soon came to a huge arena in the center of the city.
The arena is vast enough to accommodate millions of people at the same time. In the center of a huge martial arts arena, there are two chaotic demons fighting frantically.
The fighting in luoguyu arena is endless and extremely crazy. This battle will not end until one of the cultivators dies.
Because of this, this arena will attract many practitioners.
Like now, around the martial arts arena, countless cultivators are sitting there, shouting and roaring madly.
And one of them called the loudest.
It was a dirty old man with ragged black robes, messy hair and dirty body, like a beggar.
"Haha, disciple, come on, kill him!!"
"Don't pester him, just twist off his head!"
"Hold him down, hold him down, don't disgrace me!"
The slovenly old man's voice was the loudest and the most harsh, which attracted many cultivators around to look at him.
Jian Wushuang appeared in the arena and also looked at the dirty old man.
"Is he the old wind monster?"
Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly. Although the slovenly old man didn't look like a strong man from his appearance to his behavior, Jian Wushuang felt very clearly. There were many cultivators in the arena, but only the slovenly old man. The breath hidden on his body was extremely powerful, and he was obviously a real God powerful man.
As for the two people fighting on the martial arts arena, a burly man seems to be the disciple of the wind old monster.
"Send his disciples to this arena to fight for life and death, and he is not afraid of his disciples being killed?" Jian Wushuang murmured in his heart.
He could see that the disciple of the wind old monster was only a second-class demon, and his combat power was not very strong. His opponent was also a second-class demon. If he continued to fight like this, it was not necessarily who lived last.
However, luck seemed to be on the side of the wind old monster disciple, and the final result was his narrow victory.
His opponent was directly blasted by him, but his shoulder was also pierced by three fingers, leaving three blood holes, and his face was also extremely pale.
"Haha, win, win again!!" The old wind monster immediately became ecstatic, and the whole person also appeared extremely crazy.
In a corner of the arena, a middle-aged man who was fat and felt extremely greasy turned gloomy.
"Supervisor, this man has won three games in a row, and all the wins are the gods and demons in our arena. The crazy old man, who is also called the fiercest, should be the master of this man. He has pressed a lot of primordial divine power on his disciples in each game. After three games, we lose a lot." A waiter in black nearby respectfully said.
"How much did you lose?" The fat middle-aged asked coldly.
"The crazy old man pressed 1000 drops of Taichu power in the first game. After winning, he pressed 2000 drops in the second game and 4000 drops in the third game. After winning all three games, the crazy old man alone, we lost 7000 drops of Taichu power, not counting others." The waiter in Black said.
"7000 drops of Taichu divine power, isn't it equivalent to the whole wealth of a lesser peak demon?" The fat middle-aged man looked ugly. "Stare at them. After they leave the arena, directly kill them, and take back all the lost Taichu magic power and their heaven and earth ring."
"Yes." The waiter in black immediately went down to arrange.
Open a huge gladiatorial arena in the middle of the nine cities of luoguyu, and the annual net profit is frighteningly high.
But the reason why there is such a high profit is that in addition to the benefits on the surface, there will also be some special means in the dark.
Like now, 7000 drops of Taichu divine power is already worth using some means secretly in this arena.
Soon, the wind old monster left the arena with his disciples.
Not long after I came out of the arena, I was on the street.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than 20 figures surrounded the wind old monster.
"Master."
The strong man's face changed. He was only a second-class demon, but now everyone in front of him was strong in the demon realm, including six second-class demons and even one first-class demon.
"Old man, hand over all the Taichu magic power you won from the arena and your heaven and earth ring. We can spare you from dying." The first-class demon shouted coldly.
"Hehe, sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, but you made up your mind and hit me. It's really stupid." The wind old monster hissed.
Shua!
His figure moved abruptly, and a black figure flashed away in the street.
A moment later, he returned to his original place.
The strong man looked around blankly, but found that the more than 20 people around him, including the six second-class demons and the first-class demons, fell down together.
Blood flowed all over the ground.
The strong man was shocked at first, but then ecstatic.
He knows that he is right with the master. His master is definitely an earth shattering super strong man. He is likely to be a peak demon. No, he may be stronger!
"Disciple, let's go." The old wind monster said.
The strong man nodded immediately and walked forward.
But after only two parts, Feng laoguai's pace stopped again.
"Huh?" The old wind monster raised his head, but found that on the street ahead, a young man with a long sword on his back came slowly with his hands around him.
"Is there anyone else?"
A trace of surprise also rose from the bottom of Feng laoguai's heart.
He just swept around with the power of his soul, but he didn't find the existence of this person.
And although the man in front of him looks extremely young, it gives him a feeling of impenetrable peeping.
This makes Feng laoguai even more surprised.
Finally, the young man with the sword came to the wind old monster.
"Hello, master Feng."
Jian Wushuang shouted, with a look of humility.
……
(end of this chapter)
"That old wind monster acts very strangely. I have just asked him. He seems to be in the arena now." Yun Zhendao.
"Arena?" Jian Wushuang moved in his heart and nodded slightly, "then please wait here for a moment. I'll see him first. If he is willing to exchange the purple Jinsha directly to me, it can save a lot of things. But if he is not willing to hand it over... Then please ask Lord Yun to fight with me and force him to hand it over with absolute strength."
"No problem." Yun really promised very readily.
Get the second drop of purple Jinsha for Jian Wushuang, which is the scope agreed before. Of course, Yun Zhen has to contribute.
Jian Wushuang immediately went to the former city, and soon came to a huge arena in the center of the city.
The arena is vast enough to accommodate millions of people at the same time. In the center of a huge martial arts arena, there are two chaotic demons fighting frantically.
The fighting in luoguyu arena is endless and extremely crazy. This battle will not end until one of the cultivators dies.
Because of this, this arena will attract many practitioners.
Like now, around the martial arts arena, countless cultivators are sitting there, shouting and roaring madly.
And one of them called the loudest.
It was a dirty old man with ragged black robes, messy hair and dirty body, like a beggar.
"Haha, disciple, come on, kill him!!"
"Don't pester him, just twist off his head!"
"Hold him down, hold him down, don't disgrace me!"
The slovenly old man's voice was the loudest and the most harsh, which attracted many cultivators around to look at him.
Jian Wushuang appeared in the arena and also looked at the dirty old man.
"Is he the old wind monster?"
Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly. Although the slovenly old man didn't look like a strong man from his appearance to his behavior, Jian Wushuang felt very clearly. There were many cultivators in the arena, but only the slovenly old man. The breath hidden on his body was extremely powerful, and he was obviously a real God powerful man.
As for the two people fighting on the martial arts arena, a burly man seems to be the disciple of the wind old monster.
"Send his disciples to this arena to fight for life and death, and he is not afraid of his disciples being killed?" Jian Wushuang murmured in his heart.
He could see that the disciple of the wind old monster was only a second-class demon, and his combat power was not very strong. His opponent was also a second-class demon. If he continued to fight like this, it was not necessarily who lived last.
However, luck seemed to be on the side of the wind old monster disciple, and the final result was his narrow victory.
His opponent was directly blasted by him, but his shoulder was also pierced by three fingers, leaving three blood holes, and his face was also extremely pale.
"Haha, win, win again!!" The old wind monster immediately became ecstatic, and the whole person also appeared extremely crazy.
In a corner of the arena, a middle-aged man who was fat and felt extremely greasy turned gloomy.
"Supervisor, this man has won three games in a row, and all the wins are the gods and demons in our arena. The crazy old man, who is also called the fiercest, should be the master of this man. He has pressed a lot of primordial divine power on his disciples in each game. After three games, we lose a lot." A waiter in black nearby respectfully said.
"How much did you lose?" The fat middle-aged asked coldly.
"The crazy old man pressed 1000 drops of Taichu power in the first game. After winning, he pressed 2000 drops in the second game and 4000 drops in the third game. After winning all three games, the crazy old man alone, we lost 7000 drops of Taichu power, not counting others." The waiter in Black said.
"7000 drops of Taichu divine power, isn't it equivalent to the whole wealth of a lesser peak demon?" The fat middle-aged man looked ugly. "Stare at them. After they leave the arena, directly kill them, and take back all the lost Taichu magic power and their heaven and earth ring."
"Yes." The waiter in black immediately went down to arrange.
Open a huge gladiatorial arena in the middle of the nine cities of luoguyu, and the annual net profit is frighteningly high.
But the reason why there is such a high profit is that in addition to the benefits on the surface, there will also be some special means in the dark.
Like now, 7000 drops of Taichu divine power is already worth using some means secretly in this arena.
Soon, the wind old monster left the arena with his disciples.
Not long after I came out of the arena, I was on the street.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than 20 figures surrounded the wind old monster.
"Master."
The strong man's face changed. He was only a second-class demon, but now everyone in front of him was strong in the demon realm, including six second-class demons and even one first-class demon.
"Old man, hand over all the Taichu magic power you won from the arena and your heaven and earth ring. We can spare you from dying." The first-class demon shouted coldly.
"Hehe, sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, but you made up your mind and hit me. It's really stupid." The wind old monster hissed.
Shua!
His figure moved abruptly, and a black figure flashed away in the street.
A moment later, he returned to his original place.
The strong man looked around blankly, but found that the more than 20 people around him, including the six second-class demons and the first-class demons, fell down together.
Blood flowed all over the ground.
The strong man was shocked at first, but then ecstatic.
He knows that he is right with the master. His master is definitely an earth shattering super strong man. He is likely to be a peak demon. No, he may be stronger!
"Disciple, let's go." The old wind monster said.
The strong man nodded immediately and walked forward.
But after only two parts, Feng laoguai's pace stopped again.
"Huh?" The old wind monster raised his head, but found that on the street ahead, a young man with a long sword on his back came slowly with his hands around him.
"Is there anyone else?"
A trace of surprise also rose from the bottom of Feng laoguai's heart.
He just swept around with the power of his soul, but he didn't find the existence of this person.
And although the man in front of him looks extremely young, it gives him a feeling of impenetrable peeping.
This makes Feng laoguai even more surprised.
Finally, the young man with the sword came to the wind old monster.
"Hello, master Feng."
Jian Wushuang shouted, with a look of humility.
……
(end of this chapter)
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