Chapter 66 Life and Death

In the East City, the crowded "tly knife" chamber of commerce in the past is now empty and deserted.

The first time Wu Pengwei stepped into the Chamber of Commerce, he saw a confused red eye. He lowered his head, his face was deeply buried between his hands, and he was indescribably decadent and depressed. The whole hall is empty, and there is no one. Occasionally, there will be one or two wonderful smiles coming from the second floor, which is the habitual sound of the lover.

"What should I do? How can I tell my master... Where has the Lord gone?" The red eyes muttered low, with a tired face.

"What happened? Red eyes."

At this moment, a clear voice came into the ears of the red eyes. The latter was shocked and suddenly raised his head. First, he looked at it distracted, and then his face was full of joy, "Master, is there anything wrong with you? That's great. That's great."

"What the hell is going on? Why is the whole chamber of commerce empty and there are no guests, the ninth master? Where did the ninth master go? Wu Pengwei looked around and felt a little strange about the desolation of the Chamber of Commerce. He intuitively told him that something bad must have happened.

The red eyes looked sad: "Something happened. The ninth master was taken to the West City by the people who cut off the door. It is said that he is going to fight with the 'cuttling the ancestor'. The ninth master was kidnapped. She will not be the opponent of the ancestor."

"What the hell is going on? Red eyes, make it clear that you are the president of the Chamber of Commerce? Why didn't he come forward to stop it?" Wu Pengwei did not rush to the West City. With his current strength, he was enough to fight with his ancestors.

The red eyes shook his head: "President Mo was suppressed by the people of the 'Wanzhen Pavilion', and the other party sent out three kinds of sacrifices. The people of the Chamber of Commerce' were unwilling to fight for the ninth master and the people of the 'Wanzhen Pavilion'. Unless the ninth master handed over the 'trick knife' master, but the ninth master just refused, and then the person who cut off the door suddenly came and kidnapped the ninth master to the west. The city said it was going to be a duel.

"It seems that Mo Duan doesn't want to turn against 'Wanzhen Pavilion'. The biggest concern is the master of the 'trick knife'. He doesn't know that this 'trick knife' is the same person as me. Xiaojiu can't hand over the so-called forging master. Mo Duan will naturally stand by side."

Wu Pengwei listened to the words of the red eyes and suddenly realized the context of the future.

"Red eyes, you stay here. I'll go to the West." Wu Pengwei thought for a moment and turned around to leave.

"Wait, master." The red eyes shouted at Wu Pengwei and hesitated to say, "Master, now the power to kill the door has greatly increased, and the killing of the ancestors is even a decisive figure, and even..."

Wu Pengwei interrupted his red eyes, "Do you want to say that you want to kill the ancestors and General Purple Hammer to join hands, and even rob the territory of the former bloody old monsters, and absorb the people and horses of the bloody old monsters. They are the two most powerful gangs in the 'Red Sky City' now. I won't be their opponent, and I will just die if I go there. , right?

The red eyes sighed and did not say anything.

Wu Pengwei turned his head again and smiled, "Red eyes, take a good look at this store. Don't think too much. By the way, what weapons are you best at using?"

The red eyes were stunned for a moment: "Lord, I used to be best at using double swords, but..."

Wu Pengwei didn't wait for him to finish. He took out two second-grade soul swords from the Qiankun bag of the bloody old monster and threw them over.

"The two soul soldiers are both second-grade. Use them well and change them for you later."

The red eyes held the two swords in their hands, and they couldn't say a word in surprise. The two second-grade soul swords are quite precious treasures, at least in the "Red Sky City". It is a martial artist who has not yet reached the "Heavenly Warrior's Realm" to use two second-grade soul soldiers. It can't be said that Wu Pengwei, the master, is really magnificent.

The soul soldiers of the second grade can often only be owned by some core members of the medium-sized scattered sect such as the cutting gate, and there will not be more than a hundred in the "Red Sky City".

Hundreds of thousands of martial arts can be owned by no more than a hundred. Now, red eyes, this former martial slave has a pair.

The sudden surprise made him speechless.

Wu Pengwei stepped out of the door of the Chamber of Commerce, stopped immediately, and said, "Take a good look at the Chamber of Commerce. Remember to let the lovers above clean the room, buy some flowers and plants, and improve feng shui. Don't always be dead."

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West City, the place where the "Chitian City" gangs gather.

In addition to the mansions of major gangs built here, it is extremely majestic to erect a gang flag in the West City, because it means that you have a place in the "Red Sky City" and at least have thousands of subordinates.

Having subordinates means that you have power and can get a lot of money to buy soul soldiers, elixir, and even martial arts secrets to break through the realm. You can also enjoy a noble life. In the six worlds of divine thoughts, strength is everything.

For these scattered practitioners, they can't have the same profound skills as the disciples of the eight sects. What they get from the four thousand avenues is often the martial arts after the three thousand, which is ordinary, so it is more important to form a gang.

In addition to the fact that there are many gangs, the ruler of the "Red Sky City", the Red Flame Kill, the master of the peak of the "God Servant", has a rule. Any hatred between the gangs must be solved in the West City. Therefore, there is a huge ring in the center of the West City.

There is a huge round platform ten thousand steps away, which is called a life-and-death platform.

Once you go to the stage of life and death, life and death are unpredictable. The next of the two must fall, one must die, and the other can come down.

The life and death platform is blood-stained and ancient mottled. The body is made of the hardest bluestone. Once destroyed, it will be repaired again, but the blood of the countless dead penetrates. Even if the new bluestone is replaced, it still does not hide the corrupt and eye-catching blood.

A dark-faced old man is standing in the middle of the stage of life and death, standing proudly.

He held a big dark knife in his hand, and thirty-five real dragon lights and shadows appeared above his head. His face was cold, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. Where he swept, all the people gathered around the life and death platform bowed their heads and did not dare to look at each other.

"Cat Xiaojiu, you wild girl, have you ever figured it out?"

The old man shouted loudly and turned his face behind him. Twenty steps away from the stage of life and death, the cat Xiaojiu with a resolute face was standing there, and his blue eyes stared at the black-faced old man, as gloomy as water.

"Xiao Jiu, you don't have to do this. You know, Mr. Yinfeng, the son of 'Yinfeng Ancestor', is good friends with me. He has now reached the peak of 'God's Servant' and has been accepted as a disciple by 'Haoran Sect', one of the eight major sects. Once it comes to the opening of the sect, he will be edicted. Liujie, become a formal inner disciple of 'Haoranzong'. The future is boundless. He once entrusted me to take care of you. As long as you say a word, no one dares to touch you in the whole 'Red Sky City'. Even if you want to rebuild the 'Soul Sword Gate', it is not difficult. Of course, these are all he asked me to tell you. Next to Mao Xiaojiu, a great man with long red hair stood upright like a sword and said faintly.

There was a decisive domineering spirit in his words. The knife-like eyes of "killing the ancestor" would consciously avoid the position of the red-haired man and dare not touch it easily.

"As long as you want, I can now take action for 'Yinfeng' and kill this old dog!" The red-haired man said lightly and raised his eyes to "kill the ancestor" in the center of the life and death platform. The latter actually flinched and avoided it and did not want to look at each other.

The red-haired man smiled disdainfully, turned around and looked at Mao Xiaojiu.

"How about it?"

Cat Xiaojiu sighed, just looking down at the bright soul sword like autumn water in his hand, which clearly reflects his beautiful outline. The sword body has a compelling cold air, and the blade is covered with overlapping lines like fish scales. Only a first-class forging master can temper this cold light like fish scales. The pattern, with this sword pattern, is enough to show that this soul soldier is unparalleled.

"Where is he? How are you doing now? Maybe he has already been buried in the sea of underground fire. Alas, I really shouldn't have pulled him to the underground fire layer. No, maybe he is blessed. This nuisance has always been blessed. Maybe he can get a turning point, and it is not known that he may even win the inheritance of the 'fire melting sky'. At this point, Mao Xiaojiu actually smiled and radiantly.

He is as deep as a man with red hair, and he can't help but regret the beauty of this lotus blooming.

"So, did you agree?"

Cat Xiaojiu said with a smile, "No, I will never be the concubine of 'Mr. Yinfeng'. Tell him that this heart is dead."

After saying that, the cat Xiaojiu Miaoman's body crossed dozens of meters step by step and climbed to the stage of life and death. He pointed to the soul sword in his hand and shouted fiercely: "Cut off the old dog, take your life!"