I, Yang Jian, devour billions of systems

lost?

Hearing Yang Xuan's words, all the audience present looked at him in surprise.

At this time, Yang Xuan's upper body was bare, there was no scar on his fair skin, and there was no interesting extra fat on his toned lines, like a work of art, it was hard to take his eyes off him.

Even Huang Fuxiong subconsciously swallowed his saliva after seeing Yang Xuan's figure, and tried his best to restrain the turbulent mood in his heart.

Not to mention those celebrities in the auditorium, the admiration in their eyes was about to overflow, and they used various actions to attract Yang Xuan's attention.

Such a handsome appearance, combined with a perfect body shape and a transcendent temperament, even if Yang Xuan is deeply imprisoned, he is still as bright and dazzling as the bright moon in the sky, which is unforgettable.

"Mr. Yang, there is no distinction between you and me, how can you say failure lightly?"

Wang Renhai threw the big gun in his hand aside, clasped his fists and said.

He really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Xuan's gourd. When the two of them competed, Wang Renhai had already fallen into the disadvantaged. Even if he tried his best to hold the ultimate trick forever, he didn't even hurt Yang Xuan's fur.

If he continues to compete with Yang Xuan, Wang Renhai knows he will lose!

Hearing Wang Renhai's words, Yang Xuan just smiled lightly and waved his hands lightly.

"It's okay, if you lose, you lose. I'm convinced and don't need to say anything."

Yang Xuan didn't explain any major principles to Wang Renhai, and directly admitted that he was defeated.

But the smile on his face didn't decrease at all, on the contrary, it became brighter and brighter.

Wang Renhai only has five years left in prison. As long as he wins the prisoner contest, he will be released from prison in a short time.

Losing to Wang Renhai was also in Yang Xuan's plan.

If Wang Renhai can be fished out without using contacts, that would be a great thing.

If it doesn't work, he has to go to Huangfuzhen.

With the method of this rip-off princess, Yang Xuan must cut off a large piece of meat to satisfy her appetite.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Huangfuxiong came back from his imagination, and immediately turned to look at Gu Xingye, that look seemed to kill someone.

Gu Xingye was sweating profusely at this moment, he quickly leaned on the railing and yelled at the two people on the ring:

"There is no option to concede defeat in this match. If you don't kill each other, neither of you will get out of the ring alive today!"

Hearing Gu Xingye's roar, Yang Xuan frowned, and looked up, only to see that the North Warden's eyes were red, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Oh?"

Yang Xuan shook the folding fan lightly, and questioned Gu Xingye:

"Since such a rule has been established, why not make it clear before the start of the Prisoner Competition?"

With that said, Yang Xuan looked at Huangfu Xiong again, and said loudly:
"As far as I know, these so-called rules were added by the young prince on a whim, including the real sword duel later. If the young prince wants my life so much, he can take it himself!"

Yang Xuan took out a fairy grass cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and looked at Huangfuxiong with a smile on his face, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of anger.

"presumptuous!"

When Gu Xingye saw Yang Xuan uttering wild words, he slammed the railing and reprimanded loudly!
"How noble is the little prince, wouldn't taking your life dirty my hands!"

Gu Xingye waved his hand, Yan Luo obediently walked over from the side, and stood beside him.

"Since you are the loser, you must follow the rules set by the little prince! Either you and Wang Renhai will fight to the death, or I will let Yan Luo finish you!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience immediately exclaimed.

Who knows Yan Luo's name?
Thinking back then, he was also a ruthless person who fought with Xianweng for a day and a night. Yang Xuan couldn't even fight Wang Renhai. Wasn't he tortured to death when he faced Yan Luo?
Facing the choice given by Gu Xingye, Yang Xuan gently shook the folding fan, calmly pointed to Yan Luo upstairs, and said softly:
"Then please Master Yan Luo, I want to see how much you have improved after the last battle!"

Hearing Yang Xuan's confident words, the entire audience erupted again.

Yan Luo is serving a life sentence and has never participated in the prisoner competition. Of course, everyone wants to see the demeanor of this dark loli.

Especially the confrontation between her and Yang Xuan, it was even more eye-catching, seeing it was earning money.

"Okay, since he wants to die, you can fulfill him."

Huangfuxiong spoke slowly, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

After Yan Luo listened to the order, she immediately looked at Gu Xingye. After getting a positive look, little Lolita immediately stood on the railing, waved her little hand, and a huge sickle appeared in her hand!

The blade of the sickle is blood red, and there are three blades in total. There is also a rope attached to the bottom of the blade to enhance the attack range, and it can also temporarily change the attack direction in the air, which is hard to guard against.

Hiding the utensils in the body is exactly the performance of carrying the Taoist utensils!
Seeing the huge sickle in Yan Luo's hand, Yang Xuan raised his head to wait and see with great interest, and said to Wang Renhai who was beside him intently.

"This is between me and her, you go down first."

Wang Renhai immediately got up when he heard the words, quickly jumped off the high platform, and stood under the stage silently watching.

The folding fan in Yang Xuan's hand changed again, and immediately appeared in Yang Xuan's hand as a three-pointed and two-bladed gun. Afterwards, he pointed at the tip of the gun and shook it slightly at Yan Luo twice.

"Master Yan Luo, please!"

"Kill him!" Gu Xingye said angrily behind Yan Luo.

The next moment, Yan Luo's petite figure suddenly jumped up, jumped onto the top of Yang Xuan's head, swung the sickle in her hand, and slashed downward!
"Die, it's your blessing to die under my bloody March sickle, hahahaha!"

Accompanied by Yan Luo's laughter like a silver bell, the bloody March sickle slashed down, straight for Yang Xuan's face!
The sickle rolled up with gusts of wind, and the red light on the three blades was shining brightly, and it cut to the top of Yang Xuan's head in an instant!
Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and the sharp edge in his hand went up to meet the bloody March sickle!
"Chong!"

After a crisp sound, Yan Luo's bloody March sickle shattered in response, and was directly smashed into fragments by a single shot, falling to the ground together with Yan Luo.

"What! This guy actually smashed a Taoist weapon with one shot, this... this is too terrifying!"

Exclamations erupted from the crowd, and the audience stood up one after another, staring at the glittering fragments with disbelief, stunned.

Even Huang Fuxiong got up quickly, pinching the railing tightly with both hands, and looked at Yang Xuan with frowning.

"What is the origin of this guy, and why is he still so strong under the suppression of the trapped fairy formation? Could it be that he has already reached the Xiaju Realm!"

Huangfuxiong glanced at Gu Xingye and asked sharply.

At this time, Gu Xingye had already stood on the spot in a daze, and hadn't reacted for a while.

On the ring, Yang Xuan waved his sword, pointed the tip of the gun at Yan Luo, and said with a smile:

"Lord Yan Luo, if you make another move, I'll guarantee your head will fall to the ground!"