Spirit Walker

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Zhao Feichen whispered:

"It was made in the furnace, but it's a top-quality item. Even if it is you, the success rate is less than 30%. I have to decide on this. Even if he is the official deacon, I don't know."

"Just think about it!" Lian March smiled, got up lazily, stood in the crowd, and said loudly:

"I will draw up a contract in the name of a witness and a guarantor, and I will deal with those who violate the contract."

After the two sides nodded, she grabbed a roll of ancient yellow sheepskin from the inventory and shook it away:

"Contract 1: Skills and props above level 6, including level 6, shall not be used."

"Contract 2: You can't admit defeat. The arena rules must divide life and death."

"Contract 3: Don't ask for help from unrelated people outside the venue."

Every time she said a sentence, a rule of handwriting appeared on the parchment, twisted like a tadpole and couldn't tell which country it was from.

After briefly explaining the contents of the three contracts, she looked at Zhang Yuanqing and the middle-aged swordsman, "Come here and press a fingerprint."

The middle-aged swordsman strode forward and pressed his thumb under the contract, looking back at Zhang Yuanqing coldly.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to Lian Sanyue and whispered, "Since you are his aunt, you should tell him who I am!"

He didn't try to make a last-ditch effort with his fingerprints.

He himself is not good at revealing his identity. There are evil professions mixed up here.

If the news of his presence here is passed on to the saints and even the masters in the evil organization, it will add a lot of trouble and crisis.

Huadu is not Songhai's own site and is mainly cautious.

"Why should I tell him!" Lian March blew out white smoke.

The woman Zhang Yuanqing looked at her and suddenly had a clearer impression of Li Chunfeng's description.

Even in March, I said everything I said outside, believe it or not, even if you tell him your identity, Zhao Feichen will rob you. 8\\./2\\./ small \\./ said \\./ no \\./ wrong \\./ first \\./ sent~~”

The arrogant and spoiled arrogant child and the clever use of the rules are self-conscious? Zhang Yuanqing did not speak any more and pressed his handprint on the parchment.

The tadpole-like words on the old and shabby parchment lighted up one by one, and white smoke emanated from them. Some kind of force witnessed the contract to be severe.

punishment.

Lian March put away the parchment and looked at his nephew not far away:

Two thumbprints float offenders will be punished

"Give me the flint."

Zhao Feichen stretched out his hand and wiped ten dark red stones at the booth to form a word.

Even in March, she put away another flint.

"Go to the ring." She looked around at the spectators around her and said with a smile:

"If you want to watch the game, remember to buy 200,000 tickets. It's neat and tidy"

After speaking, she swayed with a cigar and left the greenhouse and walked towards the venue behind the black market.

The three strong men responsible for maintaining order said loudly:

"Please come here to buy a ticket."

In an instant, the guests who were robbed and visited the black market took the lead in running to the three strong stall owners, who collected the valuables from the stalls and swarmed to buy tickets.

The life-and-death battle in the Saint Realm is a rare thing.

Not to mention the 200,000 ticket price is doubled and they are willing to watch it.

Usually, the life-and-death battles in the arena are all extraordinary walkers and saints, and it is almost impossible for them to play.

There are more than 100 people here, so that's close to 20 million? As a contestant, shouldn't he be given a share? Zhang Yuanqing silently sighed in his ears that it is really profitable to open the black market.

No wonder it cost so many props to make in three consecutive months.

Even March's waist twist was exaggerated, but he walked very slowly when he came to the ring, more than a dozen spirit realm walkers had already purchased tickets.

When Zhang Yuanqing followed her hurriedly to the bottom of the ring, the experienced spectators kept a distance of more than ten meters from the ring and watched from afar.

As more and more people gathered, there was more and more noise and chatter.

"Do you want to sit in the village? Let everyone play a game."

"What is there to bet on, Zhao Feichen will win. 8\\./2\\./小\\./ said\\./no\\./wrong\\./first\\./send~~ His bodyguard is a 5th-level swordsman. To talk about melee swordsmen, he can rank in the top three. In addition, the Zhao family has no shortage of props. Let's give the swordsman's weakness.

Supplement tut tut as steady as Mount Tai. "

"What are you talking about, didn't you hear it just now? That young man is also the owner of no shortage of props, otherwise he can throw so many props into that broken furnace?"

"That kid's breath is obviously weaker than that of the swordsman. If it's a stubborn stubble, do you think the proprietress didn't remind her nephew?"

If you bring this up, I'll tell you. I heard that even March has a very bad relationship with the Zhao family. Don't ask why, I don't know, but believe me, I'm a local. "

Amidst the noise, Zhao Feichen had two female companions sneering at the corners of their mouths.

His aunt did not have a good relationship with the Zhao family, and his grandfather was even worse.

In my father's words, my aunt was naturally rebellious and arrogant, and she refused to accept the family's orders and arrangements since she was a child.

And grandpa is a big parent who has a strong desire to control, how can he tolerate this kind of daughter's extreme turmoil.

Zhao Feichen and this aunt are not close. After all, she left Zhao's family when she was young and couldn't see each other for a year. Where did the feeling come from?

But the Wanbaowu is a good place. He often comes here to inquire about information, pick up leaks and exchange props.

When his thoughts were flying, he saw the young man leap onto the wide ring and immediately turned his head and said to the middle-aged swordsman beside him:

"I'm afraid that kid has several items of saint quality on him. Before he comes to the stage, I'll ask you what other items are you missing? As long as I have what I have here, take it."

The middle-aged man stroked the long sword in his arms and shook his head slightly:

Even if you have a few items on your body, you can't give me top-quality items, and it's enough for a real swordsman to be obsessed with swords.

Zhao Feichen nodded slightly: "Go."

When the middle-aged swordsman jumped onto the ring, Zhao Feichen bowed his head and whispered a few words to one of his female companions.

The red-faced girl nodded and trotted away from the crowd.

Zhao Feichen watched her walk away and retracted his eyes, raising the corners of his mouth coldly. "

Grandpa said that everything should be prepared with both hands. Although he has strong confidence in his bodyguard, he also has to consider the consequences and losses of failure.

Even if this kid doesn't die in Wanbaowu today, he won't even want to leave Huadu.

What he said to his girlfriend just now was only a short sentence: Go and invite my dad!

Anyway, when it's time to push the matter to the elders and let them decide.

Zhang Yuanqing and the middle-aged swordsman in the ring looked at each other at a distance of more than ten meters, but their eyes were already locked on each other, looking for opportunities to make a move.

Zhang Yuanqing pondered the strategy against the enemy while confronting the enemy.

His breath is stronger than mine. It should be level 5. He is very dangerous to get close to him. The swordsman has high output and high agility. The weakness is that the physical defense is weak and there is no recovery ability.

What I'm dealing with is an enemy with high output, high agility and both defense and recovery. If I remember correctly, the passive skills of the swordsman, Iron Will and Shasha, are just right for the possession of the Wraith.

Alas, Yeyoushen is very strong in the transcendent realm, and the star officer has become weak at level 4. Although astrology and star escape are easy to use, they cannot be used against the enemy.

That is to use the arrangement and combination of props to formulate a set of plans against the enemy, and then open the star's eyes to examine the face of the opponent. If the blood of the opponent's palace is shrouded in blood, it means that the plan is feasible.

Otherwise, modify the plan.

In theory, this set of ideas is feasible. Perhaps this is the correct use of astrology. It makes no sense for Yeyoushen to be the pinnacle of combat power. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing opened his star eyes and examined the face of the middle-aged swordsman.

He must have defensive tools and recovery props. First, I will use the body of a werewolf to break through the armor and cooperate with fire poison and curse props to restrain recovery. He quickly made a plan and practice steps in his mind.

But the face of the middle-aged swordsman did not change.

It seems that fantasy will not work, but the idea should be correct.

"Night God?"

Surprised voices from the audience came from around the arena.

Is this kid from the Taiyi sect? Zhao Feichen is not angry but happy. Compared with the huge size and power of the Five Elements Alliance, Taiyi sect is far less self-respecting than its sect master, because Yeyoushen is often irreplaceable.

But this is a more popular phrase for the Zhao family for the Five Elements Alliance: What's the use of me wanting this night wandering god?

Not at all frightened.

The middle-aged swordsman pulled out his long sword with a sound of "Qiang", and the crimson body of the sword was not like steel forging.

Pulling out the long sword, he quickly retreated and the long sword swept an arc in front of him.

Level 5 swordsmen can cut out sword energy even in the face of long-range enemies. This is the biggest difference between level 4 and level 5.

Just listening to the sound of "ding", a figure fell out of the void holding a short blade in a blocking posture. 8\\./2\\./ small \\./ said \\./ no \\./ wrong \\./ first \\./ sent~~

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

The short blade in his hand was the extraordinary props he had collected in the past few days, and it was directly blown out by the sword qi.

The middle-aged swordsman was about to raise his sword to meet the enemy with a sharp look when he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.

And the enemy? Infernal corpse! He suddenly realized that his heart drifted and slipped to one side.

But at this moment, the middle-aged swordsman saw that the night wandering **** boy raised his hand and wiped a little bit of gold paint between his eyebrows on his face, and quickly spread over the entire face to form a majestic and upright face.

There was a burst of turmoil in his spirit, fear and panic, but these negative emotions vanished in the next moment. He resisted the shock of the golden mask and forgot to resist. !

The steel will of the swordsman resisted the shock of the golden mask for him.

At this time, the sound of breaking the air was already approaching overhead, and he had no time to dodge and grab a clay sculpture made of loess.

"Boom!"

The blood rose's pounce was like a rippling yellow light hitting the thick sandbag.

She was shaken back by the reaction force and the middle-aged swordsman remained motionless.

The middle-aged swordsman immediately put away the clay sculpture and swept the sword light towards Xue Qiangwei's neck, but the latter had already swooped and rolled to avoid the head-shaving blow.

This was not because Blood Rose expected the enemy to take the lead, but Zhang Yuanqing gave an order to dodge in advance.

Sure enough, it is a defensive item for the earth monster profession | The price of "heavy" is too familiar to me. After trying out an item, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts flickered, and the danger that Xue Qiangwei had been forced by a middle-aged swordsman was looming.

Unmoving like a mountain, aggression like fire. "

The swordsman against the enemy hardly gives the enemy a chance to breathe.

"Puff puff

The scarlet long sword continued to cut open scars on the blood rose. Although the bewitched demon was good at melee combat, the strength gap between the 5th-level swordsman blood rose was too great.

In just three or four seconds, he was nearly beheaded several times.

This is still the corpse that has been replaced by flesh and blood.

It can be seen that once a level 4 spiritual realm walker is approached by a level 5 swordsman, it can be divided into life and death within tens of seconds.

There was applause from the audience.

Zhao Feichen's mouth is full of smile

The woman next to her said softly, "It's amazing, the young master has won" and other words that made Zhao Feichen smile even more profoundly.

Zhang Yuanqing spit out a mouthful of Taiyin's powerful yin qi that quickly filled the surging yin qi, and a figure in a red wedding dress drifted towards the middle-aged swordsman.

The latter drew back his sword and let out a vigorous shout.

The ghost bride's body, which had already floated behind her, froze and was stabbed by the crimson long sword.

"what"

The ghost bride let out a scream, and her body was smoking black smoke.

Zhang Yuanqing had long expected that he summoned the Ghost Bride to delay the time.

A soft triangular little red riding hood slammed towards Blood Rose.

Xue Qiangwei stretched out her hand and put it on her head. The next second, her figure suddenly rose and her clothes were torn. The snow-white skin grew golden hairs as sharp as steel needles.

There are triangular ears on the top of the head, and the lower half of the face is elongated, and the dark pupils turn into golden animal pupils. The palms and feet tend to be dog-shaped and grow sharp and sharp claws.

In an instant, the blood rose turned into a four-meter-tall golden retriever werewolf, with hot lava flowing from its mouth with interlaced fangs.

Fire wolf!

"what is this?"

"Gu beast?"

"I haven't heard that there are wolves in Gu beasts.

There were exclamations from the field, and most of the spectators were extraordinary, but there were also a small number of saints who had a good vision. Among them, there were even more evil occupations, but no one had ever seen a werewolf.

Zhao Feichen narrowed his eyes and gently pushed away the female companion beside him, staring at the werewolf in the arena without saying a word.

Even at a distance of more than ten meters, the aura emanating from the monster still made him tremble and fear.

Alienation? It's not like a beast body that has never been seen before. What is this prop? Even March looked at the werewolf and showed a strong interest.

As a refiner, she is deeply interested in all special props.

During Blood Rose's incarnation as a werewolf, Zhang Yuanqing stood on the edge of the ring and opened his star eyes to observe the face of the middle-aged swordsman.

The dark cloud cover on his face contained blood, indicating that the werewolf could pose a threat to him, but he didn't seem to be able to kill him.

The flame demon wolf couldn't wait for the strong and slender hind limbs to sink slightly, only to hear the "click" sound of the arena floor tiles cracking. The tall figure has turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the middle-aged swordsman. 8\\/2\\/z\\/w\\./c\\/o\\/m

The middle-aged swordsman had already grasped the trajectory of the demon wolf in his chest under his unhurried insight technique. He slid to the left just right to avoid the punching sword and dashed forward at his waist.

The crimson blade slashed across the flame demon wolf's thigh and cut deep sword marks, but there was no bone werewolf's astonishing defense. Even a swordsman who was good at breaking armor could only cut through flesh and blood.

The two sides passed by, the middle-aged swordsman glanced at the enemy standing on the edge of the ring to confirm that it was not a illusion, and quickly turned around to cut out a crimson sword energy.

The sword qi swept over several meters away, and the magic wolf who just turned around in the slash was another deep sword mark.

The flame demon wolf roared angrily, and the belly suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out the tongue of flames mixed with molten lava, which instantly engulfed the middle-aged swordsman.

However, the middle-aged swordsman appeared on the other side in the next second.

How could such a slow attack hit the swordsman. "

In the following time, the middle-aged swordsman flexibly swerved and moved, although he was passive everywhere, he was dodging most of the time, and he was no longer as strong as before.

However, the attack of the flaming demon wolf often fails. The agility that the werewolf is proud of has no advantage in front of the swordsman who is good at melee combat and has insight.

On the contrary, the middle-aged swordsman always stabbed and slashed a sword while dodging, and the wounds on the demon wolf continued to increase.

Accumulate little by little to defeat this monster.

Under the stage, Zhao Feichen breathed a sigh of relief and took his female companion into his arms again while stroking the **** and hot figure of the young girl while enjoying the battle on the stage.

Zhang Yuanqing watched for a long time and had a panoramic view of the advantages and disadvantages of both sides.

It is not difficult to break through his defense items with the attack power of a werewolf, but he must stop and use the defense items.

I first exchanged wounds to make him bleed, and then let the magic wolf cooperate with the attack to force him to use defensive props. After Zhang Yuanqing combined his props and skills, he quickly worked out a plan to kill the enemy.

When he cleared his mind and kept his star eyes open, he saw the middle-aged swordsman's eyes shrouded in blood.

It really worked! He was overjoyed that he had a way to defeat the enemy and verified his application of astrology.

Immediately, he cast an illusion, leaving a fake body in place and secretly cast a night tour to hide his figure.

The middle-aged swordsman, who had always been distracted by him, immediately alerted that Iron Will cooperated with Insight to defeat illusion.

The middle-aged swordsman immediately swept the audience with an arc of sword energy behind him, forcing the star official to appear.

However, the sword energy rushed out of the arena and swept over the heads of the people below, rushing out for dozens of meters before weakening and disappearing.

Didn't cut anything.

Almost in the next second, Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing a pair of black running shoes without a logo and wearing a yellow face mask, appeared behind him and stabbed the short blade in his hand into the middle-aged swordsman's back.

The middle-aged swordsman's pupils shrank violently at how fast he avoided the sword energy.

Insight can predict the enemy's opportunities but not the invisible enemy.

In addition, the speed of this star officer's eruption after getting close is even comparable to the bewitching demon of the same level.

The middle-aged swordsman wanted to block, dodge, and counterattack too late, and he could only turn sideways in an instant to avoid the crucial point.

"puff!"

The short blade successfully pierced the middle-aged swordsman's body.

The severe pain made the middle-aged swordsman's hair stand on end. With the blessing of steel will, he quickly quelled the pain and remained calm, intending to seize this rare opportunity to fight against the star officials.

Show him how stupid it is to attack a swordsman at close range. "

But at this time, he saw the demon wolf open its mouth and throat, and flames spurted from the depths of its throat.

In desperation, he could only grab a clay sculpture from the inventory to protect his body.

And Zhang Yuanqing's body turned into a dreamy star official and escaped to avoid the flames. It didn't matter if he didn't dodge. The flames of the guard of the unyielding man's heartguard would not hurt him in the slightest.

But he wanted to keep the blood on the blade.

The flame mixed with the molten lava swallowed the middle-aged swordsman with the scorching high temperature, licked the mask, and burned the earth-type energy cover to a bright red.

The werewolf's breath could only last for three seconds. The middle-aged swordsman who had seen this move did not panic and waited silently for the opportunity.

Three seconds passed quickly. He was just about to put away the clay sculpture and fight back when he saw the star officer grabbed an ugly puppet from the inventory and smeared the blood on the puppet with his fingertips.

drink:

"die!

Curse Killing!

In front of the middle-aged swordsman, a black seven orifices overflowed with blood and his soul seemed to be torn into pieces.

He was seriously injured at once. Fortunately, the curse level was not high enough to let him die as a 5th-level swordsman.

But this also made him not dare to put away the clay sculpture and stand on the spot, raised his heavy arm and grabbed a ivy woven coat from the inventory and slowly put it on his body.

A green halo covered him and quickly healed his injuries.

Seize this opportunity, the claws of the flame demon claws stretched and scratched again and again on the bright red and translucent mask. The uncooled earth energy mask was scratched at a high frequency, showing a molten shape like red-hot glass.

Finally, in a sour squeak, the mask shattered and the clay sculpture in the middle-aged swordsman's hand cracked. 8\\/2\\/z\\/w\\/.\\/c\\/o\\/m

"puff!"

The werewolf's sharp claws ruthlessly scratched the skin of the middle-aged swordsman's chest and abdomen.

"what"

The middle-aged swordsman let out a piercing scream, his skin instantly flushed red, and his muscles spasmed~www.readwn.com~The poison entered the body!

The body that was not fully healed was getting worse.

With a passive steel will, he still did not have his reason eroded by pain. He quickly took out a black iron mask like a ghost and blew it **** his face.

In an instant, thick fog filled the entire arena, obscuring the view.

|Mist Lord?

"I can't see it now, but I can guess that he wants to use the thick fog to delay the treatment of the injury."

So it seems that it is not clear who will die in this battle. I just thought that the star official would win. "

"Yeah, that kid was watching the whole first half of the game, but he almost ended the fight. Is there such a talent in Taiyi?"

Zhao Feichen breathed out a sigh of relief in the chattering crowd, and his tense mind was relieved.

As we all know, among the major local occupations, only the rain masters at the master level can restrain the fog masters.

Any other profession is helpless in the face of thick fog.

Just as he thought so, he heard a screeching sound of "woo" followed by a violent gale on the ring.

The thick mist, which was as thin as gauze and thick as pulp, was blown away by this gust of wind.

The figure of two people and one wolf on the stage reappeared.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing the glove of the wind fighter, immediately swung two wind blades at the middle-aged man whose skin was flushed with blood and his breath was weakened to the extreme.

8\\/2\\/z\\/w\\/./c\\/o\\/m

At the same time, he ordered the devil wolf to prepare the flame breath.

"When! When!"

The middle-aged swordsman is still fighting to smash the wind blade.

At this time, the flame demon wolf opened its mouth and mixed with the molten flames and engulfed the middle-aged man.

Three seconds later, the flames went out and only a charred corpse remained...

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