Above the third level of light wheel, Nie Yunhuao raised his eyebrows, and a fierce look flashed through his strange pupils, but it was fleeting.

In front of us, there was not much conflict between Xuefutu and Xidaluotian. Although we wanted to seize the place to enter Yang Valley, there was not only such a chance in front of us. It was just that the subsequent operation would be even more troublesome.

After all, this gambling battle was also a whim of evil disaster, but this anger was not blamed on Zhang Yifeng, let alone a small immortal realm of great perfection. Even if he had some ability, how could he, the personal disciple of the Great Saint of Blood Sea, care a little about it?

Zhang Yifeng touched his chin: "Three hundred Shenxi Stones, one to thirty odds, should I give me nine thousand Shenxi Stones?"

A loud voice echoed over the blood pool, and the broken land beneath it was slowly recovering.

The figure of the disciple from Beicangshan appeared in the field again, and he looked at Zhang Yifeng with a little strange look.

The battle just now was exactly what he arranged, and the original intention was to let this battle be treated as a formality and let Gan Jian fight and rest.

But I never thought that the servile disciple from the south of the south actually had such ability.

Gan Jian is a good player in the Shura Field here. He won no less than half a hundred lives on this blood pool, but in Zhang Yifeng's hands, he did not last five rounds strictly.

"Since you win, you must follow the rules, these nine thousand divine light stones..."

The disciples of Beicang Mountain looked embarrassed and looked at Zhang Yifeng. Nine thousand divine light stones were nothing. Even this single round of gambling would require hundreds of thousands of divine light stones to invest back and forth in this Shura field. I don’t know how many years have passed, and the nine thousand divine light stones are insignificant to this Shura field.

But Gan Jian's life is very important. This is a thug trained in Beicang Mountain. In order to attract the attention of many people and the investment of Shen Xishi, the two of them will be arranged to fight, so as to operate and make profits from it.

Now that Gan Jian has died at the hands of Zhang Yifeng, as he arranged this battle, what punishment should he be punished by Beicang Mountain?

Among the nine divine realms of Tianwaitian, Beicangshan is said to be a sect, but it is more like a demon cave where people eat people.

If you ruin the good things of the big man above, you are just a small outer disciple. Not to mention punishment, if you make others dislike you, you will die silently.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the figure with a burning look, nine thousand divine light stones, and the Yellow Immortal Sword Gourd, so simple it was in his hands. The harvest today was really great.

There are 30,000 Shenxi stones, I think it will take a long time to get them all together.

But before the disciple could finish his words, Zhang Yifeng could not even see the shadow of the nine thousand Shenxi stones, and he could hear an arrogant and domineering voice.

"Who asked you to give it to me? This son hides his cultivation level. This is a taboo in the Shura Field. I just found out where the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are. Capture this madman for me and send it back to the jail to be sent separately!"

Outside the blood pool, more than ten people were galloping towards this place above a mountain, and the leader was a young man with a slightly hunchbacked body and thin as a skeleton.

Somehow, the young man had sparse hair, his skin was tightly pressed against his bones, but there were still pitted scars, which were very strange.

"Senior Brother!"

The disciple's phantom's face showed a hint of astonishment, and the astonishment turned into horror.

The person in front of me actually attracted the senior brother to come in person?

Now things are completely out of his control.

Liang Hong glanced at the disciple who arranged this battle and snorted coldly. The disciple immediately dispersed and fell to the ground. He quickly ran to Liang Hong and bowed and bowed: "I have seen the eldest brother."

"Idiot, don't you retreat?"

"yes."

Liang Hong snorted disdainfully and turned to Zhang Yifeng: "Boy, if you know the truth, just go with us? Don't wait until the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall take action, they will not look good on their faces."

"I am a disciple from Nanmengnan. What right do you have to make me punish me?"

"Right? You are in Beicang Mountain, and my identity is power!"

After the words came, Liang Hong immediately raised his hand: "Capture this thief! I have never seen this person before. I am afraid that he is an evil demon from the outside world. Don't let him clamor here!"

More than ten figures rushed out, each of them was in the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm. With the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm, Zhang Yifeng could not rush out of this place even if he used the Chaos God and Demon Method at this time.

Above the light wheel, Jueshen's eyes were slightly condensed and he was about to set off. Zhang Yifeng's battle just now helped him with a great help from Xidaluotian. If he didn't save him at this time, Jueshen would be uneasy.

But I saw Nie Yunhuai on the side stand up and stop Juexing: "Hey, the good show has not been finished yet, it's not the turn of monk, you take action."

"Just just now, this little friend won the next battle and broke the misunderstanding of the conflict between Xidaluotian and Xuefutu. I can't see the evil men in Beicang Mountain seeking trouble for him."

"So, the monk doesn't want to give me this face?"

A wicked smile appeared on Nie Yunhuan's face. The battle between Zhang Yifeng and Gan Jian just now made him more trouble. Now the people from Beicangshan came to find this son's trouble, Nie Yunhuan was naturally happy to see this scene happening.

Hearing this, he sighed repeatedly, but he felt powerless.

As the senior brother of Xida Luotian, if he comes forward, he will naturally be able to save Zhang Yifeng from Liang Hong, but the conflict between Xida Luotian and Xuefutu is the primary issue he should solve the most.

"Amitabha, my friends should be blessed."

Jueshen thought so, Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed slightly in the blood pool.

He had already known about the conflict between Beicang Mountain and the south side of the south before he came here. If he was captured this time, Zhang Yifeng would definitely have to pay a considerable price.

Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly: "If you dare to take action, you can try it. Will the south side of the south be relieved of anger!"

"I want to scare me? Come here!"

A strong man was facing him and punched him straight. Wherever the punch passed, several hurricanes were swept up. The fist was as fierce as a knife twisting. With just one punch, it seemed to block Zhang Yifeng's entire direction and had nowhere to escape.

Zhang Yifeng said disdainfully: "This is also called fist? Look at it, what is the real fist!"

I forgot to punch, and in an instant, all my thoughts were forgotten, and all my mind was integrated into this punch, but in a flash.

There is no heaven or earth, no self or other, not in the event of cause and effect, transcending beyond the Yin and Yang and Five Elements, this punch fell and collided with the strong man's straight punch, a wave of air spread out, and the blood pool under the two of them immediately split into pieces.
Chapter completed!