Swish......

Sou......

In the arena, the two figures were instantly entangled, and the immortal qi collided, erupting into a strong madness, shaking the space. Shushu.com is the fastest updated

As soon as the two of them fought, they made their own killing moves against each other, and the fight was dark.

In the arena, no one dares to keep their hands, and if you are soft, it is very likely that you will die the next moment.

Bang bang bang......

There was a series of explosions, and the surrounding rune walls shook continuously, but immediately a rune power overflowed, suppressing all the impact.

The spectators outside the surrounding arena watched the fight between the two in the arena, and there were exclamations and shouts, as if they were fighting below.

Su Zheng glanced at the battle on the field, although the strength of the two was similar, but compared with the fighter of the human race and the demon race, the fighter attacked head-on, while the demon clan's methods were mostly yin tricks, tricky and weird.

At first, the two may be able to barely maintain a draw, but as the demons continue to make dark moves and kill moves, the Terran fighters will soon fall into disadvantage.

The defeat of the Terran fighter was almost certain.

Seeing this, Su Zheng didn't have the heart to look any further, he aimed his gaze on the sidelines, constantly turning around on the Fierce King and the Night Lord Ghost, as well as the two city lords of Little Demon City.

"It's been too long to get out of the arena, I wonder if I can use them to get myself out?"

Su Zheng was planning quickly in his mind.

In the arena, not to mention how difficult it is to win twenty times to become a silver fighter, it is a big problem to challenge the fierce guards of the five realms of the Divine Bridge with the lowest strength in the arena in the end.

If he wants to defeat the fierce guards of the Five Realms of the Divine Bridge, Su Zheng must have the strength of the Four Realms of the Divine Bridge at the very least, but now, he is not even a Divine Bridge.

It's undoubtedly a process that can be compared to the sky.

So another way to get out is to get the approval of the big people outside, be sold by them, and then find a way to get free.

Just when Su Zheng was thinking about how to attract the attention of those big people outside so that they could buy him, the Night Lord of the Night Fort suddenly noticed that someone was looking at him, and he instantly locked on that gaze and glanced over.

Swish......

The two eyes collided in an instant.

Su Zheng's hair exploded in an instant, and he had a dangerous feeling of being targeted by a wild beast, which made his heartbeat skip twice.

Su Zheng subconsciously quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head as if he was fine, and his muscles tensed.

This is the body's knee-jerk response to a sense of danger.

After seeing that the guy who looked at him just now turned out to be a prisoner of the human race below, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a grim smile, and then he withdrew his gaze, but his eyes were still flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And Su Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief after feeling that gaze move away, and said to himself with palpitations: "What a terrifying gaze, is this the spiritual coercion brought by the powerhouses of the Eight Realms of Shenqiao?"

Su Zheng always felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

He secretly glanced at the ghost demon out of the corner of his eye, and found that the latter didn't seem to care, but the uneasiness in his heart was that he hadn't been in the third area for a long time, so he frowned.

At this moment, the battle in the arena was decided.

In the end, the fighter of the human race still failed to resist the fighter of the demon race, and was seriously injured on the spot, covered in blood, and was dragged down with only half a breath.

The demon fighter won, and most of the audience cheered, and a small half was scolding.

"His uncle, Lao Tzu lost again, he has long known that the Terran is unreliable, and he will not buy the Terran fighter in the future. ”

"Damn, how come none of the Terrans can fight. ”

"What a shame on us Terrans!"

The winning demon warriors cheered around the arena, enjoying their own glory, and there were people on it who kept dropping fairy stones and food, which was regarded as a reward for him.

And Su Zheng looked at the Terran fighter who was dragged off the stage, and their faces were solemn.

The Terrans got off to a bad start.

Then the second competition soon began, in order to stimulate everyone's passion, and in order to make the battle situation better, the arena sent a battle between the demon clan and the demon clan.

The guys from the demon clan are all tall, with rough skin and thick meat, and no matter how weird the demon clan's methods are, the damage to the demon clan is limited.

And this time, the most devastated thing about the demon clan was that the other party sent a guy whose body was a turtle spirit beast, and as soon as the other party came up, he showed a huge body, and then shrank his limbs and head into the turtle shell, and directly hit the demon fighters.

The demon fighter's attack hit the turtle shell, not moving, and the turtle shell hit him, and immediately broke his bones and tendons.

The demon fighters are about to collapse.

The battle was quickly ended by the demon fighter admitting defeat, and the audience was booed, while the demon monk laughed, seemingly proud of their demon clan's crushing victory.

In the next five or six battles, there were Terran against demons, and there were also Terrans against demons, and the results were without exception, and the Terran fighters were all defeated.

In the last one, the bald head went out to fight, he was a bronze fighter, and his appearance made the monks of the human race outside cheer.

What he has to challenge now is to accumulate ten bronze victories and become a silver fighter, so his opponent is also a bronze level powerhouse.

Unfortunately, the opponent he was matched with this time was a demon clan fighter, and the opponent's body was a top-level spirit beast, the Night Demon Wolf.

The other party is extremely fast.

Even though the bald head has good strength, under the overwhelming speed of the opponent, he was still seriously injured and carried out of the ring.

The Terrans lost again.

On the viewing platform, the leader of the Fierce Sect, the Fierce King, was a human monk, and his face was also a little unsightly.

The demon kept sneering: "Fierce King, your Terran fighters are really getting worse and worse, and you haven't even won once. I remember that the last fierce king could occasionally beat us once or twice, but when it came to you, it turned out to be ...... Tsk......"

Although the latter words are not fully spoken, the meaning is already self-evident.

Isn't this mocking the Fierce King for not being as good as the previous Sect Master?!

The fierce king's face was difficult to see for a while, and he replied with a cold snort: "Hmph, victory or defeat in the arena is a common thing in soldiers, this time it's just that they don't have good luck and always run into the opponent of the demon clan, if it is your demon clan, the last game ......may not be lost."

When the ghost heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched on the spot, and a smile of conspiracy flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Oh, then what do you mean by saying that if you face our demon people again, you will definitely win?"

The fierce king didn't expect that the ghost's words were actually a pit, so he said on the spot: "Of course, we have a hard time dealing with the demon clan, but it is not a problem to deal with your demon clan." ”

"Okay, since you are so sure of the fierce king, I don't know if you dare to gamble with this king. ”

"How to bet?"

"You and I each pick one person from the human race and the demon race, let them fight again, and see what the final result is......"

"What about the bets?"

"A million immortal stones!"

"Hiss......"

Even if the Fierce King was now the head of a sect, he couldn't help but gasp when he heard a million immortal stones.

One million immortal stones, this is nothing in the fairy realm, but in the fierce city, it is a lot of great wealth.

The fierce king was moved on the spot, and immediately said: "Okay!"

"Don't worry!"

Seeing that the Fierce King agreed, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter, and he said, "But what if you lose?"

The fierce king's expression suddenly froze, and he began to realize that he had been fooled, and the demon seemed to be forcing himself to bet with him from the beginning.

But since the words had already been spoken, he categorically had no reason to regret it, and said with a gloomy face at the moment: "What do you want?"

"If you lose, I want you twelve fierce guards!" the demon finally revealed his purpose.

The fierce king's pupils shrank slightly on the spot, and he immediately refused: "Impossible, the fierce guard is the fundamental power of my fierce sect, and it is impossible to give you so much." ”

"Since the fierce king is reluctant to do so much, then I will suffer a little, and ten can also be fine. "Little by little, the devil is seduced.

The fierce king refused again, and said decisively: "At most, six more, no more." ”

"Okay, six is six, a word is a certainty!"

The ghost bit to death to prevent the murderous king from repenting.

At this time, the fierce king knew that he had been fooled again, and he could only agree gloomily at the moment.

Even if it is six fierce guards, it makes him feel distressed, and at the moment the fierce king can only pin his hopes on the next gamble, so he immediately began to choose a suitable opponent among the fighters of the human race.

"Let that old man Su play!"

The fierce king made a selection among the crowd, and finally checked the information, and finally selected a human race fighter.

When the people in the arena notified them, Su Zheng and the others knew that the one who was let by the fierce king was the old man, that is, the little girl's grandfather.

Hearing the fierce king name himself to play, the old man hesitated.

"Old man Su, hurry up, go up!"

The head of the arena began to urge.

Old man Su had no choice but to walk into the arena, and then his opponent appeared, which was a demon fighter with a cold breath.

As soon as the other party's identity information and battle record appeared, the Terran side was in an uproar.

"What, the demon clan actually sent a bronze-level fighter, or from the Four Realms of the Divine Bridge. ”

"There's only one last game left, and that guy is going to become a silver fighter!"

"This ...... That's a big gap, isn't it?"

When the fierce king saw the demon fighter selected by the demon, he was also dumbfounded, and stood up on the spot, and said angrily: "Demon, what are you doing this, you pick out one who is so strong, then you might as well let me directly give you the fierce guard!"

The demon demon seemed to have been prepared, and waved his hand calmly: "Fierce King, don't worry, I know that you human race has nothing to do, so I plan to take a step back and let you send two people to fight." It's just that I need to choose your second person!"

Hearing the ghost's words, the fierce king and the others were stunned, not knowing what the hell the devil was doing.

As soon as the fierce king heard that he could send two people, he immediately felt relieved again, and said in his heart: "Two fights one, there is no reason why you can't win, plus Old Man Su himself is also a strong man in the three realms of Shenqiao, so he should be able to fight." ”

At that moment, the fierce king immediately agreed, and asked, "Then who is the second one you want to choose?"

"I want him to play......"

The demon raised his hand and pointed at it, and suddenly countless eyes looked at it.

Su Zheng is in the spotlight!