Chapter 195 First Attack

"You are quite good at it." Clouds praise willow branches.

"What ability, Mr. Yun, don't satirize me. These people are usually fucking friends in gambling. This time, everyone bet heavily on the bastards outside the court. I told them in detail, can these guys not come to work hard?" Liu Zhi scratched his head and said.

"This is how to do this..." Yun Zheng called Liu Zhi aside and told him, "Gather these people secretly, as long as they have high cultivation and strong combat effectiveness. In addition, let them send a letter to the disciples outside the field and quickly transfer the disciples to meet outside the field so that they can act together. At the same time, send some messages..."

Liu Zhi listened and couldn't help smiling and nodded repeatedly.

Looking at Liu Zhi walking out of the elegant room, Yun Zheng said softly to Han Yue, "Yueer, you can also go to Jingse's place and wait for me at the Yunhai God Temple."

"No," Han Yue shook her head and said firmly, "I'll wait for you here. When I get to my sister's, I'm afraid I can't help saying it. If it affects your plan, it will be bad."

Yun Zheng thought about it and didn't ask her to leave anymore. He just said, "When Grandpa comes back, I'll ask him to come and accompany you."

The secret room of the fighting arena.

Someone is reporting the final bet to the son of King Liang: "Your Highness, the bet just now is even more crazy, almost directly rose 100,000 bets, most of which are on bastards. According to the accumulation of just closing the mouth, there are more than 1.5 million notes on the bastard's body and less than 200,000 magic..."

"That's great." King Liang's son Chong Jihu clapped his fist and couldn't hide his excitement. If the magic refining can kill the bastards at the third moment as planned, there will be a harvest of more than 1 million bets in a single field, which is the lower high-grade of 100 million crystals, and it will cost more than 10,000 crystals to replace it with the upper-grade high-grade. This huge amount of wealth can be managed steadily in a few months, which is really exciting.

King Xiaoliang is secretly proud that this is only a gain on the field, and there are also off-site gambling. Once they win, those unlucky opponents will go bankrupt. And I will have several times more profite than in the field. From then on, who else dares to underestimate my son in Yujing City? Moreover, the foundation laid by this war will greatly weaken the strength of the major sects in Liangzhou. Some of them are weak, and I'm afraid they will be depressed from now on. This will be extremely beneficial to the control of Liang's mansion over Liangzhou.

King Xiaoliang didn't want to hide his excitement. Yu Wen Pi, the young master of the Yuwen family, was also happy and secretly congratulated that he had defected to King Xiaoliang earlier. In the face of King Liang, Yuwenpi showed a kind of fear. I don't know if it was because of his weak body caused by his pure bloodline as the heir of the inscription master's family. Compared with the powerful power of King Liang, who was born as a martial artist in Jiupintang, or because of the bloody and belligerent temperament of King Liang shocked him? Yuwen Pixian can't explain it clearly.

Yu Wen Pi thought about it. In a word, I am a hero, and it is appropriate to use it on the world. His Royal Highness and himself have been operating for several months and have trapped most of Liangzhou's sects and scattered warriors. At present, victory is in sight, as long as the net is closed. Although this battle, as the youngest partner of the world, can only get one-tenth of the off-court harvest, this number is also very terrible, at least much better than those bloodless sects.

The most important thing is that when other sects in Liangzhou City fall as a result, the Yuwen family will be stronger. The comparison of power disappears and grows one after another. This principle is very simple. How can Yuwen Pixian not know?

At this time, a martial artist hurried into the secret room and saluted, "Your Highness, Mr. Yuwen, according to the report of his subordinates, things have changed, and there are people who disturb the situation."

This martial artist's five-stage cultivation, named Zhao Jisheng, is one of the proudest generals under the king of Liang. Zhao Jisheng has participated in this layout, and he really made a lot of efforts. After this matter is over, the son is ready to promote him as his own captain of the guard.

"Tight be clear!" The prince's face suddenly changed, and a murderous intention suddenly surged up. How many heads did he dare to stop and interfere with the world's big event?

Zhao Jisheng said, "In return for the detectives placed outside the field, Dongfangjia, Tianjuemen, Yu Beast Hall, Qi Tianzong and Huadu Prodigal sons. The people and horses of these sects are secretly meeting and ready to move. The target is obviously the north gate of the fighting arena. There are also many inscriptions who are also gathering at the north gate. The 100,000 low-level scattered repairs outside the field also gathered. They were waiting for the results of the last scene, but they were irritable and very uneasy. Moreover, there are rumors outside the court that the son has tampered with gambling.

"Which rumor, arrest and kill!" Xiaoliang Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Also, Ma uploaded a letter to Liangzhou Beiying and transferred 10,000 more martial artists to come here to wait. Who dares to make trouble will be killed immediately! I don't believe it anymore. Is the rumorer's tongue and my knife fast?

"Yes, my subordinates are going to pass the order." Zhao Jisheng said, "The disciples of the big sect who are meeting outside the field seem to have listened to the news from the Beast control hall, and the disciples of each sect are also looking at the beast control hall. In addition, among the inscriptions who came to meet, there are disciples of the Inscriptions Alliance, which seems to be a little tricky.

King Liang waved his hand, "You go down to spread the order, and be sure to shake the scene. When the dust settles down, no one dares to say anything."

When Zhao Jisheng answered the order to go out, Xiaoliang Wang said again, "The old man Wei Wuji has never paid attention to our Liang Wangfu, and the inscriptions alliance has never paid attention to the fighting arena. This time, Wei Wuji's people came outside the arena. What are they going to do?

"This old villain is simply bullying too much," Yu Wen Pi said. He has suffered several losses on Wei Wuji, and now he hates it when he thinks about it. "What can his people do here? It must have been heard by some kind of wind to stir up the situation. However, the eight doors of the fighting arena were closed at this time, and he came in person and could not rush in for a while. There is nothing to be afraid of."

At this time, Yuwen came in and said, "Try to tell your highness and young master that the children of the major sects in the field have different movements and are quietly meeting. The disciples who are placed there have sent a message that they have learned that the prince is going to play tricks in the eighth fighting skill and will forcibly rush into the fighting arena to prevent the duel."

Yu Wen Pi turned his mind quickly and asked, "There are four doors leading to the arena in the fighting arena. Are those disciples going to attack that door?"

Yu Wen said, "I heard that... they are going to enter through the passage of the war slaves."

"Haha..." The son of Liang Wangshi suddenly laughed, "That passage leads directly to the field, which is a good choice, but the field is where I am sitting in the town. Aren't they throwing themselves into the net? Arrange to transfer 20 martial artists with more than four sections from the other four gates and garrison the passage. Anyone who dares to break through the passage and kill them without mercy!"

Yuwen took another step forward and said to Yu Wen Pixian, "I heard that the one who is going to take the lead in making trouble this time is Liu Zhitang, and the messenger behind him is the genius who tested the talent of Ziwei Emperor Star, Yun Zheng."

"Yun Zheng?!" Yu Wen Pi blurted out, and his tone was full of jealousy, anger, contempt and other emotions. Why was it him? Yuwen Pixian couldn't sit still immediately. Hearing the name Yun Zheng was simply more annoying than Wei Wuji.

"Yes." Yu Wen nodded.

"Yuwen, are you scared by the name of genius, aren't you?" Xiaoliang Wang suddenly sneered, "What's so great about Ziwei Dixing's talent? Isn't the copper-headed iron arm afraid of cutting knives and axes? If this son goes down with a knife, he will be in a different place. If you dare to stop the footsteps of my son, I will kill him no matter what kind of genius he is!"

"Of course I'm not afraid of him," Yu Wen Pi shook his head angrily. "I'm afraid that if he participates in this matter, there will be many twists and turns. It's better to send someone to kill him now."

"It's not time yet." Unexpectedly, the most important thing now is to ensure that the duel between the bastard and the demon refining continues as scheduled. When the demon refining defeats, all the dust is settled. At that time, they don't want to admit this account to make trouble. I am also famous. With 100,000 soldiers and armor in Liangzhou City, are you afraid of stepping on those more than a dozen sects?"

"Yes, yes, kill the bastard, there is no proof of death. I'm not afraid that they will turn upside down." Yu Wen Pi nodded repeatedly and weighed the pros and cons. Of course, the battle between the bastard and the demon in front of him was the most important thing. When the dust settles, there will be many days to kill Yunzheng, so why be in a moment in front of you?

when——

The time for the decisive battle has come. The bastard fights against demons and the ultimate duel is also the finale of this big competition. Many people's income has been overwhelmed by this battle. Whether they win or lose, life or die will make a decision at this last moment.

Mado and demons appear diagonally on the high platform.

The bastard is still a naked leather skirt, indifferent eyes, rock-like body muscles, ubiquitous fighting spirit and powerful pressure, all make him the glory and reputation of the king of duel. After the last battle, the bastard in the arena will become a myth, a legend of eight consecutive victories.

The demon refining has repaired the heavy iron armor, standing like an iron tower, cold and killing. Only two murderous cold light from his eyes proves that he is still a living thing.

"Much, do you need armor?" The inscriptionist next to the table listed business-like inquiries.

The bastard shook his head, raised his legs and started steadily towards the center of the high platform.

moved, he moved, and he actually took a step ahead!

This is the eight-field fight of hybrids. It is the first time to attack first. The field suddenly boils and the noise suddenly rises, and they speculates about the true intentions of the hybrids. Is it because of the strong pressure brought by demon refining and forced to take action first, or is it because it is the eighth fight that is eager to win and fight quickly, or is it a battle related to the safety of life, which has made him unable to calm down?