From beginning to end, Jiuyou Sword Master never asked Tang Xiu about his true identity. As the saying goes: The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. After all, it was only the first time that the two met, so naturally they would not tell each other.
soon.
An elegant woman walked into the prison cage. She was wearing a black battle robe. She looked around and said in a deep voice: "The Death Fighters who will fight next will definitely make your blood boil. You should all know their names. We should also know their record. Then, please Zhan Peng and Vasif."
As the words fell.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the entrance of the prison cage. When the two figures appeared, tens of thousands of gamblers stood up in the entire prison cage auditorium and shouted the names of their bettors.
"First level of Golden Immortal, War Peng."
"Intermediate Golden Immortal, Vasif."
A smile appeared on Jiuyou Sword Master's face, and he turned to look at Tang Xiu and said: "One is the first-level Golden Immortal, and the other is the intermediate-level Golden Immortal. Zhan Peng, forty-nine battles and forty-eight victories, the only failure was that he was seriously injured and unable to do anything. When they fought again, his opponent was already dying and finally gave up on killing him completely. Vasf, who won sixty-two battles in sixty-two battles, brutally killed his enemy every time, was the most ruthless person on the prison platform here. One of the Golden Immortals, he is also the longest one who has lived on the prison platform here. Little brother from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, who do you think will win in the fight between the two of them? "
Tang Xiu silently recalled the achievements of the two men and their specific information in his mind. After a quarter of an hour, he slowly said: "Zhan Peng."
Jiuyou Sword Master shook his head and smiled: "I used to like to do the opposite. The more I thought someone could not win, the more I bet. Every time the battle reversed, I felt very happy. Otherwise, this time Let’s make a bet between the two of us? Don’t gamble too much, just bet small and enjoy yourself.”
Tang Xiu showed a smile and asked: "Brother Jiuyou, how do you want to bet?"
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of Jiuyou Sword Master, and he said: "If you win, I will teach you my self-created "Nine Nether Eighteen Swords". If you lose, you only need to use the "Jiuyou Eighteen Swords" that Madam Tianji gave you. How about losing a million crystal marrow to me?"
Tang Xiu shook his head and said: "Brother Jiuyou's cultivation is terrifying. The "Jiuyou Eighteen Swords" he created himself is probably the most powerful magical power in the immortal world. It's a pity that I don't lack magical powers. Let's bet a million crystal marrow. ! At least it’s fair for both of us.”
"A fair word."
Jiuyou Sword Master glanced at Tang Xiu meaningfully, feeling more and more that his judgment was correct. The man in front of him was probably a powerful character before. With a loud smile, he continued: "Then one million crystal marrow. We can all get this little money."
"Little money?"
"It's a small amount of money for you, sir."
Tang Xiu secretly cursed in his heart, one million crystal marrow equals one hundred million immortal crystals, which is also a huge sum for him now. The purchase of cultivation resources alone could probably be used by all members of the Tang Dynasty Empire for hundreds of years.
Inside the prison cage.
Zhan Peng was neither happy nor sad, and quietly looked at Vasf, who was facing the fierce flames. Every time he enters the prison cage to fight, his goal is not to kill the enemy, but to survive. His life in the dark prison platform seemed like an endless fight. He knew that only by winning could he survive.
In his heart.
There is still a glimmer of hope.
This hope is to gain the appreciation of a certain big shot through his brilliant achievements and buy him from here. Even if he follows the other person and kills continuously in the future, it will be better than staying here forever. It is much better.
"The battle begins."
As the graceful woman shouted loudly, Vasf turned over his hand and took out a sword, and when he rushed towards the war roc a hundred meters away, the light of the sword had already struck in front of the war roc.
"Space enchantment."
Zhan Peng instantly cast thousands of seals, and as layers of light curtains appeared in front of him, even though the sword continued to shatter the barrier, all the countless sword shadows were still blocked when they were still half a meter away from Zhan Peng. A silver spear appeared out of thin air in Zhan Peng's hands. The shadow of the gun burned with blazing flames, entwined with countless golden runes, pointing towards the shadow of the knife in front.
"Boom..."
The two bodies fell backward at the same time, and each retreated several kilometers before barely regaining their balance.
Vasif's eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light, he licked his chapped lips, smiled solemnly, and said: "Zhan Peng, I have watched twenty-four of your battles, and I have studied all your magical powers and secrets. If you If your cultivation level reaches another level, reaching the intermediate level of Golden Immortal, you may be able to compete with me. But now with your strength, it can only be a stepping stone for me to live longer. Today, with your blood , adding to my outstanding record of Vasv.”
Finished.
He created a black chain from his body. This chain was a hundred meters long and covered with black mist. When he rushed towards the war roc again, the sword slashed hard, and the chains flew around the sword shadows. The black mist seemed to turn into swallowed snake letters, carrying the breath of death.
"Killing people by leapfrogging one's rank is a very common thing in the fairy world. Relying on your high level of cultivation, you dare to be so arrogant. You are simply seeking death. If you want to die, I will help you."
A cold light flashed in Zhan Peng's eyes, and as he waved his arms, gun shadows were like sharp arrows, shooting towards the sprinting Vasf like a sky-blocking sun. However, sharp arrows are difficult to turn, but the shadows of the spears are like silver links, constantly changing their trajectories layer upon layer.
"The gun weaves like electricity."
Zhan Peng stepped on the shadow of the gun, and violent fire broke out all over his body. From the outside, he looked like he had transformed into a fire god of war. He was firing magic spells continuously, and he used fierce killing moves.
"Boom..."
A formation was set up around the prison cage by those with great supernatural powers, so the power erupted by the two people inside was extremely powerful, but it had no impact on the outside.
The firelight intertwined and the black mist shrouded.
The two of them continued to use various magical powers. Amidst the intense consumption, Vasf gradually gained the upper hand. However, he only had the upper hand. He also suffered more and more wounds, and even fell into crisis situations several times.
"While you are sick, I will kill you."
As time passed, the black battle robe on Wasif, who had been fighting for several hours, suddenly flew up and flew towards the war roc with the light of the sword. Almost in the blink of an eye, the blade-like black battle robe , suddenly bulged rapidly, and the next moment, Vasif had appeared in front of Zhan Peng.
"kill."
Another sword swept across Zhan Peng's neck in an instant.
“Spatial Condensation.”
Zhan Peng seemed to have expected that Vasf would make this move. He kept making seals with his hands. When the sword swept across his neck, his fingers turned into claw shapes. The seemingly careless strokes made him The space in front of the throat becomes distorted. Immediately afterwards, the twisted space expanded infinitely, causing Vasf's body to tremble, and he immediately retreated backwards.
"late."
Zhan Peng laughed ferociously, and with a surging immortal power, he turned into a spear shadow, piercing through Vasf's chest. When Vasf showed an unbelievable expression, Zhan Peng's figure gradually faded, and behind Vasf, Zhan Peng A short sword appeared out of thin air in Peng's hand and pierced deeply into the back of his heart.
The violent immortal power destroyed Vasf's core and destroyed the internal organs in his body. Immediately, a spear appeared out of thin air and knocked Vasf away.
"Then let's die together."
Vasf's figure suddenly surged, and a golden shadow emerged from his body. Although his body flew backwards, the golden shadow was as fast as lightning, and instantly turned into a long knife, ruthlessly He slashed down from the top of Zhan Peng's head.
"Pfft..."
When Zhan Peng held the dagger backwards and blocked it in front of his forehead, the long knife struck the dagger. As the dagger broke, it also cut across Zhan Peng's head, leaving him holding the dagger behind his hands. Cut it off.
"Boom..."
The long knife exploded with a bang, blowing Zhan Peng's body out, sending him flying backwards for dozens of kilometers before hitting the ground heavily.
call out…
A lightning-like figure appeared in front of Zhan Peng in an instant, followed by a ball of pink mist spilling out of the person's hand, gathering from Zhan Peng's broken wrist and spurting blood. The severed hand was wrapped with a golden thread and quickly reattached to Zhan Peng.
"The mist of Immortal Yun can restore your broken wrist to its original state within three days. Remember, you are not allowed to fight anyone within three days." The graceful woman glanced at Vasf's broken body. Then he drifted away.
Zhan Peng squirmed and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His eyes were full of indifference to life. After getting up, he moved his arms slightly, and then without even looking at the auditorium outside, he watched countless cheers and cheers. Amidst the curses, he slowly disappeared outside the door of the prison cage.
At the auditorium.
With a smile on his lips, Tang Xiu turned to look at Jiuyou Sword Master, who was shaking his head and smiling bitterly, and said, "I seem to have won this bet."
Jiuyou Sword Master nodded, wiped his palm from his fat cheek, and asked curiously: "How did you judge that Zhan Peng was the winner in the end?"
Tang Xiu said: "There are clues found in his information. His information states that he is suspected of being proficient in space methods, but judging from his past combat experience, he has not used methods to control space. Maybe you still don't understand, I just To put it bluntly, I am betting that he has the ability to control space, and I also believe that every master who can survive to the Golden Immortal realm has his own trump card."
Jiuyou Sword Master frowned and said: "Then I don't understand why he didn't use his space ability when he was almost killed by the enemy? It was precisely because of this that he lost that battle."
Tang Xiu narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "If I'm not wrong, he should be hiding his strength. It is even very possible that he is not the first level of Golden Immortal."
Jiuyou Sword Master was surprised: "You said he is not the first level of Golden Immortal? How is this possible?"