I've Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Lin Xiaotian glanced at him indifferently: "You lips are dead and your teeth are cold. Don't tell me that you small sects live by pointing at the big sects? If there is an enemy attack, the big sects will certainly bear the responsibility. Does the small sect only know how to hide behind?"

Shao Xiuwen stroked his chest lightly, knowing that what Lin Xiaotian said was reasonable, but he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

"Why... didn't you announce it directly?"

"Because I don't trust the Yaozu." This time, it was Xu Ziyan who spoke for Lin Xiaotian.

He could see that Shao Xiuwen felt a little uncomfortable because of what Lin Xiaotian said just now. If Lin Xiaotian continued to explain, it might not have any effect. It would be better to let him, a bystander, speak. At least Shao Xiuwen's inner resistance would be lessened. Some.

"Don't trust...?" Shao Xiuwen understood Xu Ziyan's meaning as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although the leaders of the monster race and the human race agreed to coexist peacefully, I also know how unwilling the monster race is to be trapped in the barren place west of the Far West.

The existence of the Far West is certainly a training ground for both sides, but on the other hand, isn't it the monk's defense against the demon cultivator?

If such news is announced, who can guarantee that a large number of monks will go to the Far West to fight?If in a 'peaceful' environment, monks are forced to be recruited to guard the Far West, will it be opposed by most people?

And once the front in the Far West is at a disadvantage, who can guarantee that the Yaozu will not take the opportunity to counterattack?

At that time, let those pampered monks go to the battlefield, I am afraid this is forcing them to die!

Shao Xiuwen is not stupid, Xu Ziyan only needs to speak lightly, and he understands what the other party means.

Now the front of the Far West is implementing a policy of compulsory conscription.Each sect has to bear different conscription quotas according to the number of sects. Because they are worried about the threat of the monster race, if any sect refuses to send troops, it will inevitably arouse the resistance of all other sects.But even so, there are still many monks who try their best to avoid this kind of compulsory military service. If they know that the possibility of a large-scale attack by the monster clan is unlikely, there may be some troubles...

Shao Xiuwen sighed deeply. No one would like to send their relatives and friends to the battlefield, but if everyone thinks this way, who can they count on when a battle really breaks out?

Xu Ziyan patted Shao Xiuwen's shoulder: "Cultivators are always going against the sky. Even if there is no land in the far west, how many people die for the secret realm and treasure?"

Shao Xiuwen was shocked when he heard the words, and suddenly realized that he had gotten into the horns.

Cultivator Yaoxiang has cultivated the Dao, and he has to experience countless hardships and crises in his life. Looking at the entire Xuanyu Territory, why are there almost a handful of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, but there are so many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage?Isn't it just because there are too many life and death crises along the way of cultivating the Dao, and if one is not careful, it will be the fate of death.

He patted his head lightly, shook his head with a smile: "It's me who has a photo..."

Seeing that he was thinking about it, Xu Ziyan patted him on the shoulder lightly, Shao Xiuwen raised his head, and the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent...

Except...cough cough... Xu Zirong who suddenly appeared between the two of them, blocking their eyes from seeing each other...

Shao Xiuwen, Xu Ziyan: ...

Shao Xiuwen's heart: Xu Zirong, you little brat who hasn't grown up and is pestering your brother all day long!Can you be a little promising!

Xu Zirong looked calm, as if he didn't see the contempt in Shao Xiuwen's eyes at all...

Xu Ziyan held his forehead silently, alright, alright, forbidding Xu Zirong to be too intimate with himself in front of others is already his bottom line, as for such small flaws, he will not force it. →. →Anyway, it hasn't been a day or two since he was said to be a doting brother and madman, so let's just break the pot and let it go!

"Should I continue talking about that demon clan?" Lin Xiaotian relieved them with a blank expression.

Shao Xiuwen nodded quickly, and at the same time, he couldn't help feeling apologetic towards Lin Xiaotian. Just now he accused Lin Xiaotian of being completely unreasonable, not to mention that this matter should have been handled in this way, and even if it shouldn't, it should have been formulated. What does Lin Xiaotian have to do with the responsibility of the person responsible for this plan?

Because of guilt, Shao Xiuwen's attitude towards Lin Xiaotian became more polite. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaotian could not resist such an enthusiastic person at all, and as a result, the relationship between the two was better than before.

Lin Xiaotian's battle actually didn't have much content, most of it was his description of the demon clan.

Similar to what is recorded in the records, the appearance of the demons is similar to that of humans, but they have horns on their heads and tails behind their buttocks. The color of their skin is also very different from that of humans, mostly darker.

The one Lin Xiaotian met was a demon with dark skin, a bald head with no hair, and only two horns.

This demon doesn't know any spells, but his skin has a strange metallic luster.

After Lin Xiaotian's test, his skin was at least ten times tougher than that of a body of the same cultivation level, and his strength was also amazing, wielding a half-person-high long knife with a bit of momentum.

With the same level of cultivation, the sword cultivator has the highest combat power. A demon clan in the early stage of congealing the pulse is not enough to stand in front of Lin Xiaotian. In particular, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, and his super recovery ability, what he likes to do most is to exchange injuries for injuries.

The same injury, even if it is not fatal, will lose most of the combat power if it falls on the monk, but it can be healed in a short time when it falls on the demon cultivator. The flaws are less obvious.

"Is that so...they don't know any spells?" Xu Ziyan asked, tapping his cheek lightly.

Lin Xiaotian recalled it for a while, and affirmed: "At least the one I fought with is not good at all."

"Since this is the case, let's just play a few more games to get to the bottom of it." Xu Ziyan looked at Lin Xiaotian and Shao Xiuwen, and the two looked at each other and nodded.

Although Lin Xiaotian had just finished a fight, this battle did not feel any pressure to him at all, and he started to apply for the next fight without resting.

Xu Zirong, Xu Ziyan, Shao Xiuwen, etc. also applied for their first battle, and soon, the figures of the four disappeared in the room.

The moment Xu Ziyan started the battle, he felt that he had fallen into an environment without a ray of light when his eyes fell into darkness.

He held his breath calmly. Although monks have many spells that can create light, exposing their position in such an absolutely dark environment is tantamount to setting up a target for others to attack.

He didn't dare to release his consciousness, and he didn't dare to stay where he was, so he dodged a few steps away, not making too much noise, and avoiding the position where the opponent might attack...

whoosh...

A piercing sound came from Xu Ziyan's ears, Xu Ziyan's pupils suddenly shrank, and rolled on the spot——

There was a loud bang, and a splash of small stones drew a shallow bloodstain on Xu Ziyan's cheek.

Xu Ziyan squatted on the ground, with his ears upright to distinguish all kinds of small sounds. He didn't dare to release the spiritual power shield. With his thunder-type spiritual power and Xiaoqing's berserk power, once he released the spiritual power shield, it would be equivalent to giving himself Wrapped in a huge egg shell, it is so conspicuous that it cannot be conspicuous anymore...

whoosh...

Xu Ziyan retreated sharply, dodged another attack from the opponent, drew his longbow with his backhand, and shot a lightning arrow towards the direction of the sound of piercing the air.

The Lei Ling Arrow shot out in a hurry, but it was followed by three crackling sounds and slammed on the Lei Ling Arrow, unexpectedly shattering the Lei Ling Arrow.

Xu Ziyan's eyes tightened. He already had a basic judgment on the strength of this enemy. The opponent's cultivation base should be similar to his own, but he didn't seem to have any means of magic attacks. Judging from the several attacks organized by the opponent, the opponent seemed to be very strong. If you know where you are, you probably have some special ability to see things in the dark.

Now that he knew that he couldn't hide his position, Xu Ziyan didn't take any risks, and decisively released the spiritual power shield shining with purple lightning to protect his whole body.

As soon as the spiritual power shield was released, the opponent's whip was drawn towards him. Xu Ziyan flicked his fingertips, and a purple spot of light, so small that it was barely noticeable, stuck to the whip.

Whoosh whoosh!

Contrary to Xu Ziyan's expectations, the other party seemed to have not only one whip, but at least three whips, which were drawn towards Xu Ziyan's spiritual power shield.

Xu Ziyan's expression changed drastically immediately, he rolled three times on the spot, and released two lightning arrows at the same time, only then escaped the plot in embarrassment.

"Miscalculation!" Xu Ziyan looked depressed. It is said that weapons like whips belong to Ruan weapons, which are relatively difficult to control. The opponent can use four whips at the same time, which is too outrageous!

clap clap clap!

The other party took advantage of one move, and the whip began to be drawn one after another. Xu Ziyan defended with difficulty from left to right, and seemed to be firmly suppressed. Even many spectators outside felt that he was doomed, but no one did. He noticed that on the fingertip of his index finger, a little white awn had begun to swell gradually, and it was showing a trend of getting brighter and brighter.

Outside the fighting arena, a very lively hall is already full of people, but if you look carefully, you can tell that the whole hall is divided into three distinct parts, one is for monks, and the other is for people with different looks. The last part of the demon clan is naturally similar to humans, but with horns on its head and a tail behind it.

These three groups are distributed around the hall, surrounding a huge central counter in the center. There are three light spheres behind the counter, corresponding to the three major races. All the people present are fighters from the Fighting Tower. And every fighter can place a bet for his favorite fighter through this ball of light——

——That’s right, this is the busiest casino in Dou Zhan Tower besides the trading field. Here, any fighter who has more than 10 points can enter here to bet on the fighter he likes.

Xu Ziyan and the others just became fighters and haven't participated in the competition yet, so besides the rules of the fighting tower, there are many things they don't know at all, such as this casino...