Chapter 35: Wind and rain are coming

No one has the courage to challenge Arcas. Thinking of the tragic death of those who have been under his feet in the past few years, all the prisoners were silent and chilled.

This is a gamble, and it is a gamble with life as a bet.

Acas roared again. Yin Pinggang lowered his head and translated for Chen Rufeng, "Does anyone dare to come?"

Looking at Arcas' arrogant face, no one dared to extinguish this arbitrary flame and let him burn it proudly.

In Chen Rufeng's heart, the two ideas were fighting fiercely.

Do you advance or retreat?

The inhuman life in prison is like suffering in hell every day, and you have to face unknown killings... Chen Rufeng really doesn't want to live any longer on such days.

In front of him, there is such an opportunity to get him out of the sea of suffering. However, you have to bet with your own life, and the number of wins and losses is mostly negative.

Although Han Ling asked him to wait on that day, Han Ling is also difficult to protect himself now. If he continues to wait so stupidly, I don't know how many years he will leave here.

Instead of making those vague hopes, it is better to escape with your own ability.

This is the only opportunity. Chen Rufeng is now like being at a gambling table, and his winning face is pitifully small. At this moment, he is waiting for him to decide whether to bet or not.

The grinning opponent on the opposite side is not what he can defeat.

"I'll do it!" As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes went to Chen Rufeng like a sword.

Yin Pinggang didn't have time to hold him. Chen Rufeng took a step and faced Acass with a slight surprise.

I can't stand the dark life in prison, the crises against him, and the complacent and contemptuous face of Arcas.

At this time, everyone thought that this person who wanted to hit the stone with eggs would definitely turn into a pile of bones and be trampled under the feet of Arcas, the winner.

Acas's surprised expression gradually turned into a happy smile, which was a terrible smile. He had to lower his head half a foot to see the evil boy in front of him.

Originally, he had a deep prejudice against the Middle-earth, and there was a trace of bloody hatred in Arcas' eyes. He began to grasp his fists and rubbed the joints between his fingers.

"Rufeng, don't..." Yin Ping just opened his voice to stop, but Chen Rufeng had come to Arcas and coldly looked at the strong opponent in front of him.

In terms of size alone, the two are already incompetient, and in terms of strength, Arcas still has the upper hand.

Acas' ferocious eyes kept looking at him without moving an inch, as if there was a piece of fat and oily meat in front of him, waiting for him to taste.

The two confronted silently under the gaze of everyone, with a very different look in their eyes. One was cold and a little nervous, and the other was proud and a little hatred and ridicule.

The sunset is full of clouds, and layers of red and gold clouds have moved slowly in the sky. They are reluctant to fall under the horizon and will be replaced by deep dark scenes.

This simple place is barely known as the "Ring". It is a large square surrounded by stones in the stone field. It is located in the middle of the stone field. Chen Rufeng and Arcas are ten feet away, and the restless torch is also lit on the high platform, shining on the faces of two people who will have a bloody fight. Smiling face, an ice face.

"Life and death..." Yin Ping just walked to Chen Rufeng's side, and his hand trembled timidly. It seemed that the paper full of Tianzhuwen in his hand was a hot potato and handed it to Chen Rufeng.

Chen Rufeng's eyes swept quickly. Naturally, he didn't know what was written on it, probably the words such as life and death. He looked at Arcas, who looked back contemptuously, put his finger on his lips with a smile, bit it, and then pressed it on his life and death.

Seeing this, Chen Rufeng also scraped his fingers on his teeth and painted the life and death on Yin Pinggang's hand. His eyes were as if they were sticky and did not leave Arkas, which was a reply to his contempt and contempt.

No matter how strong his opponent is, he is never afraid.

Yin Pinggang sighed in a low voice and put away the life and death, "Be careful."

After saying the last two words behind his back, he left the ring.

The sunset is as bloody, like a golden hand, gently covering the ring.

On the ring, there were only two figures looking at each other. Most people sitting around the ring holding their breath. Most people felt that there was no suspense in this duel.

Even Chen Rufeng on the stage thinks so.

But if he doesn't do this, he may fall into this bottomless prison forever.

Acas raised his hand and motioned Chen Rufeng to move first, and while he raised his hand, the strong momentum suddenly attacked Chen Rufeng.

On Qunucheng Street, when it was about to enter the night, many vendors hurriedly packed up and prepared to close the stalls, while some were working hard to negotiate the last few businesses.

The majestic castle of the imperial city can be seen that it dominates all this in the whole Quz city, and everything should be respected.

Like a serious giant, he silently squatted in the middle of Qu Women's City.

Han Ling looked up, with a faint smile on his face, and continued to walk forward.

The closer it is to the imperial city, the flow of people is decreasing like the waves from the depths to the shallow shore, probably because the majesty of the imperial city is inviolable, so ordinary people dare not to approach this place or they will never enter for the rest of their lives.

The houses on both sides quietly stared at Han Ling, an exotic visitor, and there were only a few sparse people here, which was a little shockingly quiet.

Han Ling didn't care at all and kept moving forward as usual.

However, several figures shuttled between houses like ghosts, like an invisible net, opened in the sky and went down to capture the prey on the ground.

The smile on Han Ling's face did not diminish at all, and his hand gently raised his hand. The sword spirit, which was originally intertwined into a net in the sky, broke into powder like a water curtain, and slowly sprinkled in mid-air like raindrops.

The figure stands like a tower, and the roof is in all directions. Taking people as the point, it has become a hidden situation of encirclement.

How's it going? Do you want to arrest me as a wanted criminal?" Han Ling laughed and said loudly. There was no fear in the cheerful laughter. Swords shuttled back and forth like sharp arrows, but Han Ling did not dodge, and those swords could not hurt him at all.

A voice of surprise came from those who surrounded them. All of them were Crewe's former subordinates. Now that Crewe was dismissed, they directly obeyed the order of the warden. Everyone was the best among the elite. Now they can't even touch a hair of Han Ling. Naturally, it is difficult to hide their shame and surprise.

He danced in white, and a swirl around his body like a rapid rotary blade, with a scream, and several people fell from the roof.

Suddenly, the people who ambushed and surrounded them rushed to meet, blocking the way forward of Hanling like a wall. The tip of the sword glowed cold and trembled threateningly at Hanling.

Han Ling shook his sleeves elegantly and put his hand out. The invisible momentum swept away the people in front of him like a huge broom. The sword in front of him shot out sword spirit one after another, like sharp thorns that pulled up from the ground to meet the momentum that swept in.

Where the two sides were separated, a burst of energy dispersed, and the strong earthquake continued, and the wall made of people was also shattered, and the copper wall and iron wall could no longer be organized.

Han Ling, who was unscathed, gently withdrew his hand and smiled again.

But after all, those catchers are well-trained elites. They quickly stand up one by one, and the sword in their hands is cold, preparing for the next round of attack.

Han Ling is fearless, but his face is a little anxious. If he doesn't wait for me, I'm afraid that a little delay will lead to bad results.

While thinking about how to deal with these difficult catchers, a figure rushed out and stood between the two sides. Facing the sword-holding catchers, he raised his hands, which meant to warn them not to act rashly. Then he turned around, looked at Han Ling and asked with a little dissatisfaction, "Why are you back?"

This person is Kru who competed with Han Ling that day.

Those catchers were Crewe's former subordinates and still had some respect for Crewe. When they saw Crew coming forward to stop him, they stopped for a moment and watched the change.

"I want to enter the imperial city." Han Ling said calmly, and Crewe was shocked and said, "You are now a wanted criminal. How dare you enter the imperial city? Isn't it going to die?"

"I'm sorry." Han Ling smiled and said, "I came back this time not as a wanted criminal, but as a special envoy of the Tang Dynasty." After saying that, Han Ling took out a roll of paper from his arms and handed it to Crewe. After that, Crew quickly unfolded it. When he saw it, his eyes immediately gave off a light of surprise.

"Sure enough, there is the mark of the imperial seal of the Tang Dynasty. What do you want to enter the imperial city?" Crew returned the roll of paper to Han Ling. Han Ling smiled mysteriously at him, bypassed him, walked behind him, and looked at the imperial city close at hand.

"I want to see your king." Han Ling said easily.

Kru stared at his unpredictable back.

He shouted a few words at the catchers, who quickly gave way to the imperial city.

"Go ahead and be careful." Kru said, he also turned around and left with Han Ling on his back.

"Thank you." Han Ling said sincerely and stepped forward.

There is such a strange trace in the dark yellow clouds in the sky.

Is that a sign of the coming storm?

Han Ling suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky. The tip of the imperial city building went straight into a dark cloud, and the whole imperial city was full of uneasiness.

I don't know what kind of storm will happen after stepping into the imperial city.

It's too late to think about it. The army that was ready to go outside Qunu City, Chen Rufeng, who was suffering in prison, and the people of Qunu City who were on the line of life were all heavily pressed on his shoulders.

Han Ling's footsteps hurried forward, and there was a thunderbolt in the sky.