"I hope you can still say that at the last moment."

Pulling up the limp Long Ke, Qin Cheng took a deep look at Elder Qu, turned around and left.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, it's because I'm too unlucky, or maybe I scolded this bastard named Qu before, and he held a grudge. I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."

Long Ke had almost lost his mind, howling in confusion under the pressure.

Qin Cheng gave a speechless smile.

This guy was originally an ordinary monk, but he accidentally fell into a dead end and collapsed. However, until now, he still thinks that he was implicated by him.

Snap!

A hand knife hit Long Ke's neck, and spiritual energy was injected into it, sealing his consciousness.

Long Ke stopped talking nonsense, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

It would be better to let Long Ke pass out, lest this guy go crazy in extreme panic.

"This kind of trash will only hinder me from taking action, so I'd better just die."

Qin Cheng seemed to be muttering to himself, with a look of disdain on his face, and threw Long Ke in the back corner like garbage, but he let everyone hear his words.

In the next few battles, I don't need any help from Long Ke. My only thought is to let this unlucky but good-hearted guy survive.

Standing on the ring, Qin Cheng raised his head and looked at the crowd around him.

At this time, everyone's eyes contained surprise, expectation, bloodthirsty desire, gloating, and deep pity.

But without exception, they felt that they were doomed.

The only difference is when they die.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Cheng calmed down after being extremely angry.

I want to laugh calmly.

Anger surged deep in his blood, and Qin Cheng seemed to want to burst into flames at this moment, but he suppressed the monstrous magma until it was like a dead volcano.

Want to kill me in a bloody fight?

Send dozens of desperate monks, and even two degenerate monks to fight to kill me?

I'm also curious. Today I'm going to see who has the ability to kill Qin Cheng!

"Qin Cheng, calm down, I will rescue you... Qin Cheng!"

Gently shaking his head, a stream of spiritual energy circulated, and Qin Cheng directly sealed the jade slip of Taoist Duobao who was transmitting messages crazily.

There was no need to guess, he knew that this guy was going crazy and wanted to find a way to cooperate to save him.

However, he cannot escape and will not escape.

That way, he may not be able to escape completely. If the anger in his heart cannot be vented, Long Ke will also be tricked by him.

"Qin Xue, you will bet on the Nine Provinces Sword God in every next battle."

Qin Cheng sent another message to Qin Xue, and then sealed the jade slip.

Next, I will not be distracted by anything, there is only one thing to do, vent my inner anger, and kill everything without any burden.

Qin Cheng's eyes scanned the many array patterns on the surrounding light curtain.

When I was in the main hall, I knew that the monks over there could see the bloody scene through the light curtain.

"In the next nine battles, Bloody Arena will give you generous rewards. The purpose is to make me die. You must know that."

Qin Cheng's voice was calm and his eyes moved between several formations.

He knew that at this time, there were countless pairs of eyes in the waiting halls, looking at him through the light curtain.

"The purpose of my coming to the bloody competition is just to have a casual competition, and I never thought about killing anyone. But in the next nine battles, I will not leave any survivors alive."

"Those who want to kill me are my enemies of life and death, so there is no life but death!"

You can come and try my strength and bet on your luck, but the result of losing the bet is death.

Qin Cheng's words made several monks listening in the hall tremble in their hearts.

Some monks who were ready to make a move even frowned slightly.

They felt that Qin Cheng was threatening everyone, but both his voice and his expression were extremely calm, with no hint of intimidation or intention to intimidate others.

It's like stating what should be the case.

After saying this, Qin Cheng turned around and walked to the edge of the ring, looked at the teleportation array on the opposite side, and began to wait quietly for his opponent.

"This kid is so arrogant. Has he forgotten that he is fighting one against two?"

In a palace, a monk snorted coldly after hearing this.

"Fellow Taoist, don't forget, his previous two battles were actually one-on-two." There was also an old man who touched his chin and said.

"But this guy accidentally started a bloody fight. I'm afraid he's not that strong. The chance of killing him is not small."

"Do you think the Lu brothers are weak?"

"It's not that they are weak, it's that these two people are brainless. If I were there, I would never stand and be beaten."

"In short, if the reward is not big enough, I will not risk my life by going to the ring."

In several palaces, the cultivators were discussing one after another, and various voices were heard constantly.

And with a roar, several Shadow Hall monks pushed open the doors of several halls.

"Fellow Taoists, the bloody fight to the death has begun. Because the fight to the death is extremely cruel, I will not treat you badly in the bloody fight. Here are the rewards for participating in the fight to the death."

The monk from the Shadow Palace spoke, then patted the storage bag.

On the desk in front of him, various treasures instantly flew out.

The precious light instantly lit up the palace, and endless aura filled the air in all directions.

"Oh my god, ninth-grade fairy grass!"

"That's an ancient elixir, and a fourth-grade immortal weapon!"

When many monks in the temple saw these treasures, their eyes instantly lit up, and they were all shocked and dizzy.

These rewards, plus the original remuneration and the income from participating in bets, are no less than a chance for a monk in the Tribulation Realm.

"As long as you are interested in entering the death fighting ring and winning the battle. You can choose one or three treasures here, depending on the value."

Seeing everyone's reaction, the monk was quite satisfied and said with a smile.

"Fellow Taoist, do you really mean what you say?"

"I, Shadow Palace, always do things fairly and never tell lies."

"Okay, let's fight this battle."

Before the cultivators could make up their minds, two monks jumped from behind and flew to the front.

Both of them were wearing Taoist robes and looked like immortals.

"Haha, since fellow Taoists accept your concession, we won't be polite."

The two Taoists flew in front of the monks in the Shadow Hall, with smiles on their faces, as if they had won a grand prize.

"The two of us should be qualified." One of the white-bearded Taoists asked.

"Of course, please wait a moment."

The monk from the Shadow Hall cupped his hands and left.

Seeing the two of them, the expressions of many monks also changed slightly.

Although these two people may look like they are dressed like Taoists and immortals, they are actually regular participants in bloody fights, and their methods are extremely cruel, much higher than those of the Lu brothers.

"I regret letting these two people take the lead."

"However, these two Taoists have ethereal physical skills and are good at various long-range attack methods. If you think about it carefully, these are the ones who can truly restrain the Nine Provinces Sword God."
Chapter completed!