Holding the sword and holding the sister away

Looking at the beast-like people below, many people present secretly gasped, but the astonishment on their faces turned into a look of excitement after Ji Hu lost his breath.

"Hahaha, I'm so happy, you deserve to be a ruthless person!"

"Yuan Jian actually won. It's already the eighth round. In two more days, do you think he will be the first person to go out from here?"

Following the cheers of the crowd, someone looked in the direction of the Wang family and said with a smile as if watching a play.

In fact, it turned out that those present knew very well that people from these aristocratic families would not let people get out of here alive. This was just a game he played when he was bored, and he would definitely not let the scene of getting out of control happen.

There is no doubt that tomorrow's Yuan Jian will be beheaded no matter what he does, and he has no way to take another step forward.

Hearing the excited cheers from all around, Yuan Jian in the arena finally stopped biting. At this time, his mouth was already full of tiger fur, half of his face was stained with scarlet blood, and his messy hair All were covered in blood.

Looking from a distance, he seemed to have crawled out of the ground, and he looked particularly pervasive.

The eyes of the tiger under him were still staring at the boss, as if he couldn't believe that he had just died. Yuan Jian, who was pressing on him, exhausted all his strength and finally completely collapsed.

He took in big mouthfuls of breath, his heart was beating fast one after another, and he let the blood flow out of his mouth. He looked up at the immortal cultivators all around who were cheering for his victory. There was a dead silence in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment. .

The duel had come to an end, soon someone below dragged Ji Hu's body down, and Yuan Jian, who couldn't move on the ground, was also kicked back into the iron fence.

Soon, calm was restored in the arena.

However, the enthusiasm of the people on the fighting stage remained undiminished, and there was obviously another round. Just like before, everyone took out their spirit stones and started betting. They seemed to enjoy this way.

Fu Yan in the back didn't move from the beginning to the end, until Yuan Jian left the scene, she slowly retracted her gaze, I have to say that he admired the other party's spirit a little bit.

Now that Fu Yan is the lord of Shuanghua Palace, she naturally wants to expand her power as soon as possible. This kind of deadly gangster is a very good thug.

But in this environment, Fu Yan thought about it and was still not prepared to cause trouble. After all, there are many aristocratic families in Xuehai City, and there will naturally be masters in the Mahayana period. She doesn't have the time to deal with them now.

So Fu Yan didn't think much about it, and the Colosseum behind her wasn't too interesting, she just sat for a while, then got up and left the Colosseum which was still in full swing.

Because of the popularity of the Colosseum, there are many luxurious restaurants nearby. Fu Yan wanted to inquire about the news, so she didn't rush out of the city, but turned her head and entered a restaurant.

She planned to rest here for one night, and then continue to leave the city early tomorrow morning.

Soon, night falls.

Because of the end of the Colosseum, the restaurant, which had been quiet for most of the afternoon, finally became lively. Groups of immortal cultivators walked into the restaurant, the excitement on their faces had not completely subsided, and they would pull the people beside them from time to time. People sigh with emotion about the winners and losers of today's arena.

In a room in the middle of the corridor on the third floor, Fu Yan stretched out her hand and pushed open a window inside, and then sat quietly by the side. From her, it happened to be possible to have a full view of the scene in the lobby of the restaurant below.

Her room has a shielding formation, but the inside cannot be seen from the outside.

Even so, Fu Yan did not look sideways at the bottom of the restaurant, but stretched out her hand and landed on the table, her white and slender fingers tapping on the table one after another.

Ten years have passed, Bai Yueli didn't realize that she came out, she should have been cultivating in the Demon Realm, but I don't know what happened to Shui Liuqing and Ming Xi, the latter should have grown into a big girl too.

There is also Xiaoyaotuanzi, when Fu Yan entered the test suddenly, it didn't keep up with him, and he didn't know if he missed her as the master, so don't forget yourself carelessly.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan couldn't help laughing, always thinking that with Xiaoyaotuanzi's temper, maybe it was really possible.

While thinking about it, in fact, Fuyan's fourth-order mental power has already filled the entire lobby of the restaurant, and the voices below all came to her ears one by one, but they were all insignificant things, which did not interest her thing.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, just when Fu Yan was about to withdraw her mental power helplessly, she finally heard something important.

"This corpse trick Taoist is really powerful. I heard that two immortals joined forces this time, but they couldn't eradicate him at all."

"That's right. Five years ago, the Taoist corpse was born out of nowhere. As soon as he came up, he sacrificed many genius disciples from sect forces. At that time, there was quite a storm on the road."

Corpse crafty Taoist?Fu Yan paused slightly, but he had never heard of such a person before, and hearing his name, he probably wasn't a good person.

"What? You said the sacrifice five years ago. My brother was one of the survivors that night. I heard from him that more than half of the disciples who went to do the mission at that time died in the hands of the corpse trickster. The news spread When it came out, many people were shocked to drop their tongues."

"I have to say that this corpse-deceitful Taoist is really terrifying. He can actually live in various parts of the mainland and secretly refine corpses. Now he has really let it soar into the sky. The two immortals joined forces and failed to completely kill him."

"Hmph, it's just some heresy, and it's not going to make it to the table at all. Just watch, he will get backlash sooner or later."

"..."

Hearing their discussions, Fu Yan realized that this cunning corpse should be a big change in the past ten years. Everyone knows how many souls are needed to refine a corpse. It's no wonder that there will be fairy shots.

I thought that if I had broken through to the Mahayana stage, I would not have to worry too much, but now it seems that her strength is still not enough, and she is helpless when she meets this ghostly Taoist.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

In the following time, it was not until the middle of the night that Fu Yan finally heard some news about Demon Realm.

It turned out that the demon king's catastrophe had passed.

According to them, the Heavenly Tribulation of the Demon Lord happened three years ago. At that time, the entire Demon Realm almost turned into a sea of ​​thunder. Ordinary creatures dare not approach easily. .

For this catastrophe, it seems that no one expected that it would be so violent, but it was not so unexpected. After all, how long has this demon king been alive? Correct answer.

After reaching the level of an immortal, the catastrophe suffered will become more severe every time. Being able to summon such a powerful catastrophe shows how unfathomable the demon king's strength is.

This catastrophe lasted for more than half a year.

But at the moment when the Heavenly Tribulation disappeared, the entire Demon Lord was automatically sealed off, and no one could easily break in for a while, so whether the Demon Lord successfully survived this Heavenly Tribulation is an answer that no one knows .

But now three years have passed, and the Demon Realm still has no intention of unblocking it. Everyone can probably guess what it is. It is estimated that the Demon King may have really fallen, and the automatic closure is also to prevent major forces from taking advantage of it.

It is precisely because of this that I heard that many sect forces are ready to move recently, and they seem to want to go to the Demon Realm to find out whether the Demon Lord is dead or alive.

When hearing this, Fu Yan in the room frowned imperceptibly, but there was no other look on her delicate face.

She was naturally not interested in the life and death of the Demon Lord, she was only worried about whether Bai Yueli would be affected, but after seeing that the other party's aura was still safe, Fu Yan was a little relieved.

In fact, when Bai Yueli told herself that she was going to go back to the Demon Realm, the two of them left a breath of life on each other, so that they could feel whether the other was safe or not.

Now it seems that Bai Yueli is not in any danger.

However, knowing the thoughts among the major forces, Fu Yan also knows that if the Demon Lord really falls, this superficial peace will be broken after all, so she still wants to go to the Demon Realm this time.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan in the room gradually put away her mind. She got up and closed the window, ignoring the various voices outside.Instead, he turned around and sat on the bed and began to meditate, preparing to practice until tomorrow morning.

During reincarnation at midnight, Fu Yan suddenly heard a ping-pong sound from outside, as if many people were searching for something.

Fu Yan on the bed was not very happy when her practice was interrupted. Just when she opened her eyes again, she suddenly felt a strong smell of blood in the air.

Seeing this, Fu Yan couldn't help returning to her senses in an instant, only to see that before she had time to make a move, a burst of red blood suddenly flashed in the room, and a figure suddenly appeared on the floor the next moment.

There was no good spot on that person's body, and Fu Yan could feel that the other person's bones and blood were about to collapse into a ball of mud with just one glance. In the blink of an eye, a puddle of blood flowed out on the floor.

Fu Yan frowned unconsciously.

This person was actually Yuan Jian in the Colosseum during the day, but for some reason, he appeared on the floor of his room without any warning, his breath was still there, and he was obviously still alive.

Fu Yan raised her eyes slightly, and met a line of sight in the hazy light, those eyes hidden behind the messy hair, were staring at her on the bed.

After reacting, Fu Yan understood something in an instant. This person obviously knew that he would only die when he played tomorrow, so he escaped with a dead end.

It's just that she was a little curious about what method Yuan Jian used to escape from the Colosseum, but the price must have been high. The noise outside the restaurant was probably searching for him who had escaped.

This person is really a ruthless person, he is ruthless enough to face his opponents, and he is also ruthless enough to himself, and his desire to survive is even more ruthless.

Fu Yan remembered that the last time she saw this desire for survival was in Shui Liuqing. If Shui Liuqing was not decisive enough to sign a master-servant contract with him at that time, he would have died by his hands long ago.

As if thinking of something, Fu Yan in the dark couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door outside.