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Chapter 154 The Demon Cultivator Seizes the Survival Handbook (29)

Chapter 154 The Demon Cultivator Seizes the Survival Handbook (29)

Bailian Palace, the arena.

There are all kinds of strong smells floating in the air. The pungent sweat and hot air are mixed together. As soon as it enters the ear, it is filled with ear-piercing noises. It is described as a turmoil of people and a mixture of fish and snakes. For the arena, it is not an exaggeration.

Ji Lian was swarmed by all the maidservants, and the maidservants Leng Liuyun chose for him were all graceful and charming, even in the world of self-cultivation, they were all unique beauties.

Ji Lian was covered with a snow-white sable fur cloak, and inside was a stone-blue Guangling jacket, with a sachet hanging on his waist, and silver boots on his feet. His pale and handsome face was bloodless, and his gestures were graceful and luxurious, which was particularly attractive.

Behind him, there is a maverick person, you can't tell whether this person is a man or a woman, you can only see that this person is slender, the whole body is wrapped in a black cloak, and the inside is tight black clothes, even the face is covered with black Qingsha, her whole body reveals a mysterious aura.

When Ji Lian and his party stepped into the arena, the originally crowded arena was completely silent for a moment. Everyone was silent, and all their fiery eyes were cast on Ji Lian and his party. They were probing and cautious, for fear of offending the demon king. Reds.

Ji Lian coughed lightly, and glanced around lightly with cold and calm eyes. Those who were caught by Ji Lian's eyes were shocked, and lowered their heads in fear, for fear of accidentally offending the nobleman.

Seeing this, Ji Lian walked to the front of the arena with a cold expression and sat down where they belonged. Immediately, within the vicinity of Ji Lian and his party, the originally crowded arena was like a tide ebbing, reducing many people. A small group of people sat tremblingly near Ji Lian and his party, watching the game that was about to start.

The contestants selected by the arena are generally prisoners of Bailian Palace, or those who have committed major crimes.The rules of the game are simple and rude, and it takes one game after another. The winner will live; the loser will only die.

People in the arena have only two choices, one is to compete day after day, to win and survive.

For thousands of years, no one has been able to truly go out of the arena. The only ever victorious general, Feng Qiwu, has fought here for more than a hundred years.

"Game start--"

The underground cage was opened, and the first person who came into everyone's eyes from the darkness was a tall man about two feet tall. He was covered with muscles. As he walked, the flesh on his face trembled, and his long fiery red hair was messy. It was draped behind his head, and his lower body was simply covered with a leopard-print apron to cover the important parts. His exposed upper body was covered with scars, which clearly showed his past achievements.

"Cang Hong—"

"Cang Hong—"

"Cang Hong—"

……

Immediately, what came into everyone's eyes again was a seemingly inconspicuous young man in gray clothes. His clothes were dusty, but when he raised his head, it made people's eyes shine.Even in the arena where fish and snakes are mixed, his posture is like strolling in a garden full of flowers, he is like a landscape painting, his brows are as indifferent as ink, as bright as spring flowers, as noble as orchids and jade trees, and his gestures are like a scholar. Strong air.

"cut--"

Many people looked at this humble scholar-like kid with disdain. Compared to Cang Hong's fierce and strong appearance, this kid was like a weak little chicken, a rich man with no power to restrain a chicken. Hong, there is no threat at all, but they have witnessed the scene of Cang Hong tearing the weak. In the devil world, the most worthless life is this humble life.

"Competitor, 2th season champion, Cang Hong—"

"And... Ning Yang of Yuheng Sword Sect..."

"Game start--"

Many onlookers on the stage couldn't help shouting excitedly, and for a while the arena returned to the state of being full of voices, but when Ji Lian glanced around calmly, the enthusiasm obviously weakened a lot .

"Wanwan, are you nervous?" Ji Lian squinted at the person behind him.

And the person standing behind him is the person covered in the black cloak. That person is none other than Su Shunqing. It is said that after Ji Wan and Ji Lian discussed important matters, they were so tired that they escaped into the Sea of ​​Consciousness space to rest. , handed over control of her body to Su Shunqing again, and she asked to come and see Ning Yang.

Ji Lian told her that she had thrown the man kidnapped with her into the arena because she angered Qianyu, the saintess of Bailian Palace. The competition in this arena was the most cruel and bloody. Can use simple brute force to fight and fight.

"No," she replied curtly in a low voice.

"Little liar, Wan Wan has also learned to play superficial things with Brother Wei." Ji Wan pursed her lips and focused her attention on the game off the field.

Su Shunqing: ...

I don't talk because I'm afraid of being exposed, big brother, I can't provoke you, can't I avoid the limelight?

The situation changed from the moment the referee said the game started. A sword appeared from Ning Yang's body. Ning Yang took out his natal saber.

From the moment he took the sword, the temperament around him changed dramatically. It was no longer the temperament of a weak and noble man with no power to restrain the chicken, but a strong murderous aura, thick and strong murderous aura, cold, bloodthirsty.

His obsidian-like eyes glowed with cold blood, and Cang Hong, who was standing opposite him, was holding a two-axe. He roared and rushed towards him violently. The tiger is majestic, his body is as heavy as a hill, and his momentum is terrifying.

Su Shunqing in the stands raised her heart violently. She clenched her fists and stared at the game off the field without blinking. At this moment, she heard her heartbeat like a drum, "Bang bang——" Again, it hit her chest violently, she knew that she was nervous, she was afraid...

Everyone was screaming nervously, crazily shouting, screaming, and in an instant the arena was full of voices again, because of the wonderful fights off the field, Cang Hong was as imposing as a tiger, while Ning Yang was light, Every time when the heavy and sharp ax was about to hit Zhong Ning, he dodged it lightly and passed by, making people feel very regretful.

"Cang Hong, show your strength—"

"Cang Hong, did you make a mistake, you can't handle such a weak thing, but I bought you to win..."

"Garbage, trash..."

Immediately, a lot of cursing came from the stands, Cang Hong from the audience heard the words, and let out a low growl, as if the tiger who had been teased for a long time finally got angry, he jumped, and Ning Yang was caught off guard by the back of his axe In the middle, the whole person flew away like a kite with a broken string, and slammed on the wall of the arena with a bang. A bloodstain slowly left on the wall as the figure fell, cold and dazzling.

"Cang Hong—"

"Cang Hong—"

"Cang Hong—"

The people who bet on buying Cang Hong couldn't help shouting, but the only one who stared at Ning Yang in the corner of the arena, she took a deep breath, trying to ease her extreme tension.

No, nothing will happen.

How could something happen to him?

(End of this chapter)