Cultivation of immortality breaks the sky

After hearing this, No. 9's eyes instantly regained clarity, and then he said coldly and ruthlessly.

"You are indeed very strong. If we were in your prime, I would not be your opponent in a head-on fight."

After hearing this, No. 10 snorted coldly and said, "Among these ten people, only you are a little bit difficult for me. As for No. 1, if I hadn't consumed so much energy,

Why bother pretending to be deceived? In my eyes, No. 1 is no different from everyone else.

Do you think you can defeat me in a head-on fight now? Let's see who's the better of us."

After No. 10 finished speaking, he instantly moved his body and held the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, rushing towards No. 9. As a result, he stabbed No. 9 more than ten times in a row, and all of them hit the afterimage.

At this time, a voice from No. 9 came out: "You are too slow. If this is your current strength, then this battle should be over."

As Number Nine finished speaking, a hole was instantly pierced in Number Ten's throat by the dagger held by Number Nine, and Number Ten was stunned on the spot.

The Fang Tian Huaji fell directly to the ground, and he covered his throat which was bleeding with both hands and said in horror.

"You...you are so...fast." As soon as he finished speaking, No. 10 fell to the ground and died unwillingly.

The people outside the field were also stunned by the elusive speed of Number Nine, but less than two breaths passed before everyone reacted and was immediately shocked.

It can be said that most of the monks outside the field placed all their bets on No. 10. Before, they watched No. 10 making great progress.

They were dancing with joy, as if they had already won. After seeing No. 10 being killed instantly by No. 9, they now wanted to rush into the arena, skin No. 10 and eat his flesh raw.

Lu Yun and others, especially Tu Zhentian and Miss Yun, finally felt relieved. Fatty Duan and Fairy Linglong looked as if they had eaten ten pounds of flies.

Lu Yun glanced at everyone, noticed Fatty Duan and Fairy Linglong's expressions, and smiled.

"Didn't you all bet on number nine? Now that number nine has won, why are you looking like this?"

Fatty Duan was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying, "I...I...I am blind again, ah...I am so angry, I bet 4 million on number 10 and 6 million on number 9.

How many points will I lose, ah…"

Then he slapped him twice in the face and said angrily: "Duan... De, you are a pig."

Now, people around him are no longer surprised by Fatty Duan's strange behavior, because there are many monks who have lost their fortunes due to wrong bets.

Duan De's situation was just a small one, and there were several people who had lost a lot before, so this time the high-level specifications were high and the multipliers were high.

He wanted to turn things around and make a small profit, so he bet all his remaining points on number 10. In the end, he lost everything and was so angry that he vomited blood and slit his throat on the spot.

Of course, some people committed suicide or self-harmed because of failed bets, and there were also some monks who bet on number nine and were so happy when they saw number nine win that they didn’t even know who they were.

Because the multiplier this time is so big, as long as you bet on number nine, no matter how many points you bet, you will definitely get enough points to enter the third level of the secret realm.

Lu Yun smiled and said, "Let's go and redeem the points."

Afterwards, Lu Yun and his group successfully exchanged for a huge amount of points. Generally, the arena would not dare to arbitrarily deduct the points won by others in public.

For example, there are many monks who have lost everything because of betting wrong in the last competition. They can be provoked by just a minor incident.

These monks who are bent on death are capable of doing anything.

However, the amount of points that Lu Yun and his team won was too large, a full 380 million. It took the arena half a cup of tea to raise enough points.

At this moment, the commander-in-chief in the luxurious living room on the third floor was so angry that his face turned ashen. He originally wanted to suppress the limelight of Lu Yun and his group.

He didn't expect that he would shoot himself in the foot in the last game, but he hasn't lost his mind yet. What if a conflict arises because of this matter?

There were only a few people in their arena, and the monks here could trample them to death with just one kick.

Therefore, in this situation, we can only stabilize the overall situation first. The points won by Lu Yun and others this time have wiped out all their previous points.

If they couldn't get the points back, they would all have to feed the fish in the sea, but the commander-in-chief changed his mind.

Lu Yun is now ranked second in the standings, and his "Fighting for Immortality Order" points are more than 590 million.

If he could be captured... hehe, the benefits to him would be immeasurable.

After Lu Yun and others happily got the points, they also guessed that the arena would definitely not give up. Just when Lu Yun was thinking about how to deal with it.

At this time, Tu Zhentian saw Lu Yun's worry, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Lu, Fairy Linglong and I are here to accompany you, not just to reminisce about the past.

Instead, our two major camps are here to protect you."

Fairy Linglong smiled and nodded after hearing this, saying, "That's right, we all carry 'sky rockets', and we can use them as a signal to gather our people together at any time."

At this time, Miss Yun also spoke up: "Little thief, I also have a sky rocket. This is a group of masters arranged by Aunt Shang for me from the "Tian Yan Sect" to secretly protect you and me."

Lu Yun was very surprised after hearing this and asked, "What is a sky rocket?"

Fairy Linglong smiled and explained, "This is something that people in the mortal world use during the New Year to hope for good weather and good harvests in the coming year."

It stands to reason that we monks have no use for this kind of thing, but a long time ago, in these four divine beast cities, the monks failed to transmit information in time.

There were numerous major losses, so later on we came up with the idea of ​​using firecrackers to convey information.”

At this time, Tu Zhentian smiled and said, "Let's go quickly and release our communication cannon at the entrance of the arena, and then return to the arena and wait for our people to arrive."

Lu Yun felt that he lacked knowledge, so he stopped talking and watched Tu Zhentian and the others operate.

When the commander-in-chief saw Lu Yun and his companions leaving the arena and was about to arrange for a robbery and murder, his subordinates suddenly reported.

Lu Yun and others set off rockets at the entrance of their arena to contact their own people. Not only that, after setting off the rockets, they returned to the third floor of the arena.

The commander-in-chief was so angry when he heard the news that he almost jumped up. Now the third floor is a powder keg.

As the initiators of creating the powder keg, they not only gained nothing, but also lost all the points they had earned in the arena during this period.

These powder kegs will not vent their anger on Lu Yun and others, the commander-in-chief frowned and thought for a while.

"We can't wait any longer. We don't have many people in the arena. If they come in too many numbers and Lu Yun and the others escape, we will just be waiting to be killed.

The notification was that the third floor had been used up as the gladiators prepared for today, and that the third floor would be closed now and would be reopened at noon tomorrow.