"Everyone!"

Wei Suocai looked around for a moment, but the old man with green bean eyelid robe welcomed Dong Qingyi and Xin Youlan into the front row of empty seats, and walked to Wei Suo and others.

After saying hello, this old man with green beans eyes, who seemed to be in charge here, looked at Wei Suo and Tian Fengzi and said, "There are still a pair of monks in front of you, and you must start right away. Caitou, you can wait in the VIP seat next to them. I have arranged for the next one for the two."

Nangong Yuqing is okay. Han Weiwei, who hasn't seen many **** scenes yet, is very cheeky. Obviously, in this iron-blooded hall, it is still the position closest to the fighting platform, which is the best VIP seat.

Tian Fengzi sneered at this moment without saying anything, and walked towards the vicinity of Dong Qingyi and Xin Youlan. But Wei Suo looked at the old man in leather robe quietly and asked: "This senior, is the first time to come to this iron blood palace next time. The rules of this iron blood palace are something. I don't know if I can explain it. ."

"The rules of our Iron-Blood Palace are no rules." The old man in leather robe smiled and walked with Wei Suo, and said, "Within that platform, you can use any means to deal with the opponent. However, it is best not to touch the aura mask before the victory or defeat is divided, because the power of this mask is equivalent to the four-point cultivation of the imagination, which is a magic technique for the monk. It has a strong rebound, if you want to wear it If you come out, you will be injured by a shock."

"Oh?" Wei Suo glanced at the almost completely transparent aura mask. "The mask should have no effect on casting spells, including treasure chests, slave bags, etc."

"Nature has no effect. This aura mask is just to prevent the spells and instruments of the two sides of the fight from flying out of accidental injury. In addition, the two sides are limited to this hundred-foot area, so that the two can quickly score the victory and defeat." Pi The old man in the robe explained: "However, if the spell covering the range is more than one hundred feet, it will be affected. If there are any vulnerable instruments, don't easily bombard this aura of light."

Wei Suo nodded and groaned slightly.

He concealed a layer of cultivation practice. Actually it was Zhou Tianjing’s triple cultivation practice. In addition, these more than twenty years of refining and refining some of the Tiantian Pills, although not yet at the prefecture level, have at least exceeded the ground level. Many low-level. And Tian Fengzi is Zhou Tianjing's double cultivation, and the cultivation is still Xuan-level high-level exercises. In cultivation, Wei Suo is far superior to Tian Fengzi.

As for the things on his body, Wei Suo has Liuyang Shenhuo fork and other things, which should be a stable victory. What he is considering now is what to use. It is best not to expose his bottom of the pressure box, and at the same time, do not put Liuyang Shenhuo. A sign like a fork is exposed, otherwise even if Tianfengzi is easily killed, there will be great troubles.

At this time, I saw the flash of the aura of light, and suddenly disappeared, and a thicker **** gas poured out. The monstrous black robe on the platform threw himself into a passage below the platform without looking back, and disappeared quickly.

Soon, two more monks came out of the passage.

These two monks are all five-fold cultivation practice of Shenhai Realm. One of the monks was wearing a green leather vest and his face was about 27 or eight years old. A large bat symbol was printed on the back. The figure is very shapely and expressionless.

The other monk wore a black jīng gold chain armor and rumbling around when he walked. He was in his thirties, with a thin face, the **** on his face was extremely ruthless, and two knife-shaped eyebrows flew in diagonally. Temples.

After entering the platform, the aura mask appeared again. Obviously, the aura mask excited by the magic circle was also controlled by the Dongyao Shengjing monk in the hall.

"Our Iron-Blood Palace is open to all monks entering the Seven Star City, but if the monks of the four layers of Shenhai Realm want to earn spirit stones, we can also arrange for opponents. Before the two sides fight, they can get 500 each. Lower grade spirit stone. The winning side, in addition to the other party's magical weapon, can also get a thousand lower grade spirit stone. Like these two are monks who did not know each other before, just to earn spirit stone." At this time, the old man in the leather robe who opened the conversation box remembered something similar, and confessed to Wei Suo and Tian Fengzi. It’s okay to use defensive spells and shields. This is the only rule of our Iron Hall, because both sides of the fighting method must give time to the monks who are present."

Between the old man in leather robe talking, the two monks in the field really just started to stimulate the defensive weapon.

The monk wearing the green bat pattern vest inspired a green mask and cast a half-spirit copper shield.

However, the chain monk with the most sèyīn face was a black iron shield on both sides, protecting the front and back respectively. After that, the monk inspired a red jade amulet. A wall of fire appeared not far away in front of him, the flames were blazing, and the upper stands were all clearly visible, but from the position of the Tsing Yi monk, I was afraid that he could not see the next move of the chain armor through the wall of fire. Too.

In the stands, at least dozens of disciples from Dongyao Shengjing were walking through quickly, accepting bets.

The face of the chain armor monk was ugly, because with the entry of Wei Suo and Tian Fengzi, coupled with the hearing that Xin Youlan and Dong Qingyi each made huge bets, they poured in for a while to see the fun There are at least a hundred monks. The dozens of disciples of Dongyao Shengjing are even too busy for a while. It seems that at least one incense burner will allow them to start fighting.

And this fire wall symbol can only last for about a scent of incense. From the current situation, his fire wall symbol is equivalent to wasted.

Some monks may not be able to resist the earlier shot, but he came to earn the spirit stone. If he violates the rules of the Iron Blood Temple, even if he wins, the Iron Blood Temple will definitely have to withdraw a large amount of Spirit Stone. .

"I'm doing it! Why did so many people come in at once!"

"I didn't lose this fire wall symbol in vain! Shit, don't look at the situation again."

For a time, some monks who had already bet on the stands and could not help but yelled and scolded. Some sharp-eyed monks have already recognized Dong Qingyi and others, knowing that there must be an unusual fighting method about to happen.

"it is good!"

As a disciple of Dongyao Shengjing in the stands disengaged, almost at the moment when the fire wall went out, a clear bell sounded through the entire Temple of Iron Blood.

At this time, Wei Suo only saw the center of the main hall, hanging a green bell.

"Go to death!" At the same time the bell sounded, the unsightly chain monk stretched out his hand, and a flash of light and shadow had already hit the copper shield in front of the Qingshan monk.

"it is good!"

Suddenly, all the chain armoured monks held in the stands. I saw sparks splashing on the copper shield, and a slot appeared. It is obvious that this magic weapon issued by the chain armor is more powerful than the ordinary half-spiritual magic weapon, and the special feature of this magic weapon is that The speed is quite amazing, and it is almost teleportation. This time, almost all the monks did not see what it was like.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the monk in the blue shirt, but he was in a hurry to arouse a white sè Fulu.

I saw a thick fog filling the entire platform in an instant, and all the monks on the stands looked vaguely from the top, but the blue shirt monk inspired this symbol, and he kept changing his position. Approaching to the chain monk.

"When!" A burst of sparks exploded, and the blue shirt monk instantly reached the left side of the chain armor. A cold light accurately penetrated through the black iron shield that almost covered the other side from the two sides, and beheaded. At the waist of the chain monk, the spark burst, and the blood of the chain monk's waist collapsed.

"boom!"

At the same time as a huge cry of exclamation sounded, the light and shadow in the hands of the chain monk flashed again, but it was also drawn close to the edge of the copper shield, and the puncture pierced the monk's body. The outer aura defense turned out to be like cutting a radish, and directly cut the left arm of the Tsing Yi monk who could not escape.

However, the face of the monk in the blue shirt did not seem to change. The right hand was almost extended at the same time. The three black arrows screamed out of the sleeve of the right hand. From the wound on the waist of the chain armor, they disappeared into the body.

Chain monk stiffened!

Then time seemed to stagnate. In the silence of the audience, there was a clatter, and the monk wearing a black chain fell to the ground.

I saw that the one-armed shirtless monk did not stay in search of the opponent's body for a while, and then made a gesture.

The moment when the aura mask disappeared~lightnovelpub.net~ He was expressionless, picked up his arm on the ground, and disappeared into the passage just came in.

"Nǎinǎi, I met a ruthless person!"

Seeing such a scene, many of the people in the stands who had originally bet on the chain armor monks won, and the number of faces changed, but they were only a bit chilly in their hearts.

Judging from the situation of Fang Cai, this monk in blue shirt actually killed his opponent instantly at the expense of one arm.

He first broke the opponent's chain armor with a magic weapon, and then at this moment, at the expense of his own arm, he attracted the opponent to fight back immediately without adjusting the position of the magic shield. And the final blow to kill the chain armor was not even a magic weapon, but a powerful weapon. This unexpected method surprised the monks present. Although looking at him, it should be possible that there is an elixir in hand to connect the broken limb. But such a fierce calculation, killing the opponent in an instant, it is really chilling.

"Jīng is extremely colorful!"

The old man in leather robe gave a sigh of praise, but nodded at Wei Suo and Tian Fengzi: "The next two are on the court."