Time flies. ｛｝

In the early morning of the next day, after several days of heavy snowfall, it seemed to know that there would be a collision of strong men next, and finally stopped.

A ray of sunshine spreads down through the hazy sky, making people's hearts have a touch of warmth that they have not seen for a long time.

"Today, you will stay by Cang Zheng's side, remember, don't cause trouble. ”

In the attic, Wutian opened his eyes, his mind was covered, and he found that he had lost his breath, and it was estimated that he had already gone to the fighting arena.

Then he grabbed the four-headed violent ape and the gold-devouring rat out of his arms, and with a command, he stood up, his figure flickered, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Every year, the film guard election, the martial arts arena is unprecedentedly lively, and the surrounding audience seats are full of figures before dawn, overflowing with noise and excitement.

In the crowd, there were people from the nine cities, but they were basically people from the same city gathered in the same place.

The city lords and deputy city lords of the nine cities were all gathered, and they sat at the front with the Shadow Guard Commander, under the high platform of the fighting arena.

Although on weekdays, the people of the upper city are disdainful of the people of the middle city and the lower city, but at this moment, with the Shadow Guard Commander present, everyone still does not dare to make a mistake, no matter who they are very respectful.

For example, Wang Fan, if he saw Liu Taijun on weekdays, he might not even look at it, but at this time, he was smiling and snoring, talking and laughing, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

Next to the city lord and others, there were seven young junjies, led by the little demon king of the first city, followed by Chongfeng of the second city, Kong Hanqing of the third city, Zhao Ansheng of the fourth city, Ge Ranqin of the fifth city, Rao Junguang of the sixth city, and Sikong Yanran of the seventh city.

The only thing I saw was the contestants from the eighth and ninth cities.

"In the first battle, I don't know who fought against whom. ”

"That's not right, every Shadow Guard battle is mysterious, I'm afraid we will know in advance. ”

"Alas, it's a pity that I didn't see the contestants of the ninth and eighth cities. ”

"It's not here yet, are they already planning to abstain?"

"Li Feng has pressed 10 million, and Yan Kuan has also pressed 1 million essences, if the contestants in the ninth city abstain, the two of them will lose their money. ”

In the crowd, there was a flood of discussions, all of which were full of expectations.

Wutian also mixed in the crowd, not far behind the Shadow Guard Commander and the others, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still changed his appearance slightly.

Listening to the voices around him, he also had some expectations, but what he expected was different, he wanted to see what was so extraordinary about the young generation in the Dark City.

But he seems to have forgotten about jì, when he signed up yesterday, the man in purple said that he must come to report today, otherwise he will abstain, but the problem is that Cang Zheng is still sleeping in the attic!

Wang Fan got up and arched his hand at a man in a purple and gold robe, "Lord Commander, it has been more than half an hour since the scheduled start of the Shadow Guard Competition, and the contestants from the Ninth and Eighth Cities have not yet come to report, should it be counted as a waiver?"

The Shadow Guard Commander raised his head and looked at him with a smile, and glanced behind him as if he had unintentionally, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the battle starts first, and when they are playing, if they haven't come yet, it's not too late to abstain." ”

Hearing this, Wutian temporarily gave up his plan to notify Cang Zheng. But Wang Fan was not happy, his brows furrowed, and he arched his hand: "Lord Commander, this seems to be out of order?"

"You talk to this seat about the rules?" The corner of the Shadow Guard Commander's mouth lifted, and with a meaningful smile, he said lightly: "The Dark City Lord is not here, in the Dark City this seat is the rule, retreat!"

"Yes, sir!"

Wang Fan bowed and hurriedly stepped aside, although the words of the Shadow Guard Commander were very calm, he knew very well that if he continued, not to mention the position of the city lord of the first city, it might be difficult to even save his life.

"Jiang Heyou, you can start. The Shadow Guard Commander commanded.

The purple-clothed man on the side, that is, the man at the registration office yesterday, heard this, jumped and landed on the high platform, pressed his hands, and shouted: "Quiet!"

The sound was not very loud, but it covered the whole audience, reaching the ears of everyone present, and the fighting arena, which had been noisy before, suddenly fell silent.

"The rules of the battle for the shadow guard, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, no matter what means, as long as you win, you are the king, but there are only two points to remember, one, those who descend do not kill, two, people outside the field are not allowed to interfere!

Jiang Heyou briefly explained the rules, then waved his hand and announced the start of the battle.

When the words landed, two figures flickered, and they appeared on the high platform in an instant.

"It's her. Wutian was surprised.

One of them was Sikong Yanran, and her opponent was a well-mannered man, dressed in a loose green shirt and holding a black folding fan in his hand, swaying slowly.

This person is Zhao Ansheng of the Fourth City, as his name suggests, like a powerless scholar, his emaciated face is slightly pale, but when he looks at Sikong Yanran opposite, there is a lustful light flashing in his eyes.

"God becomes a small man. Wutian frowned, this person actually has a small stage of cultivation, and Sikong Yanran is only in the early stage, and the gap between the two parties is really a bit big.

However, when Wutian looked at Sikong Yanran, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, there was no solemnity in her face, she was very calm and indifferent.

With a faint smile, Wutian began to look forward to it.

"Miss Yanran, you are so beautiful, I feel pity in my heart, I really can't bear to hurt it, why don't you admit defeat! Zhao Ansheng squinted his eyes and smiled, his hot gaze looked at Sikong Yanran wantonly.

Sikong Yanran was not angry, and said with a light smile: "Zhao Gongzi, please make a move!"

"Alas! Kind persuasion, why doesn't Miss Yanran appreciate it! That's it, if the girl can't hold on, you must remember to admit defeat!" Zhao Ansheng arched his hand politely, but he was smiling lewdly in his heart, what a superb stunner!

Even, Zhao Ansheng was already in his heart, fantasizing about the other party under him, writhing wildly, sweating and bewitching**, and that wonderful and moving ****.

"Sonorous!"

Just when Zhao Ansheng was thinking about it and couldn't extricate himself, a sonorous sound suddenly exploded, followed by a mighty imperial soldier's might, rushing into the sky, shocking the audience!

Everyone stared away, only to see Sikong Yanran's face was as cold as ice, and a thin sword appeared in the jade hand at some point, the green light was shining, the water bloom was circulating, and the edge shocked everyone!

"Imperial soldiers!"

The city lord and deputy city lord of the fourth city exclaimed, the battle had just begun, and the two of them couldn't sit still, and they were worried, and what made the two of them angry the most was that Zhao Ansheng was still immersed in 'lewdness'.

However, they had no choice but to watch, because the rules had already made it clear that no one outside the stadium was allowed to interfere, even if it was just a cheer and reminder.

Especially when they felt the playful eyes of the city lords and deputy city lords of the other cities, the two of them were angry and annoyed, and they couldn't wait to slap Zhao Ansheng to death.

Even the Shadow Guard Commander couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of disappointment evidently appeared on his face.

"Slash!"

Sikong Yanran drank lightly, and her temperament changed suddenly, like a fairy goddess of war, heroic and sassy, killing and slashing, holding a thin sword and slashing down angrily, a hundred zhang sword shadow broke through the air, the terrifying power of the imperial soldier, shaking the void, terrifying!

"Imperial soldiers, water power, light spirits, it seems that Sikong Yanran is even more mysterious than imagined. Wutian muttered to himself, and then couldn't help shaking his head, Zhao Ansheng has a lot of strength, but his heart is unstable, he is addicted to women, and he is doomed.

"What, you actually have imperial soldiers!"

The terrifying edge was immediately slashed, Zhao Ansheng was full of excitement, suddenly came back to his senses, and woke up from his 'obscenity', and immediately his face changed drastically, and his face, which was already slightly pale, was even more pale at this time!

In my mind, what wonderful **, what tempting ****, what **** pleasure, have receded like a tide, leaving only shock and fear!

"I ......"

The power of the imperial soldiers is invincible, if Zhao Ansheng prepares in advance, he may still have the strength to fight, but he has no confidence that he can defeat, not to mention that he is unprepared now, not to mention that the sword has descended on his head, and even he feels that his body seems to be torn apart, and the pain is unbearable, so he has to admit defeat.

However, before he finished speaking, the cyan sword shadow, like a towering mountain range, enveloped him instantly, accompanied by a bang, a terrible scream exploded, but this sound did not last long, and it was calm!

"Sonorous!"

Glancing coldly at the center of the dust, Sikong Yanran's slender jade fingers moved, and the thin sword vibrated with a faint metallic sound, and disappeared from everyone's sight, and then he didn't look at the result, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the high platform.

Show full confidence!

It's strange to say, when she put away the thin sword, Sikong Yanran's temperament changed back, pure and holy, like a snow lotus in the ice and snow, ethereal and moving, so beautiful!

"Zhao Ansheng was killed with one blow?

"It's incredible, and the Sikong Yanran of the Seventh City is too terrifying!"

Until a moment later, the fighting arena, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly exploded and boiled, and the incredible noise and vicious curses echoed in this world.

The so-called swearing is not scolding Sikong Yanran, but insulting Zhao Ansheng in the fourth city, as for who it is? Of course, it is the person who buys Zhao Ansheng to win, Zhao Ansheng dies, which means that their dream of getting rich overnight is shattered, and they naturally have to vent in their hearts.

The dust on the high platform will eventually settle, showing a bloody scene, only to see Zhao Ansheng, who was still alive and jumping before, selling and boasting, is now split in half alive, even the Yuan Shen is the same, blood spilled on the ground, shocking!

"What a dramatic scene!" Even Wutian couldn't help but want to laugh, and at the same time was surprised, this mysterious beautiful woman is not simple!

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