Chapter 4491

"Oh, dear Lord, you're here! Please come in. Today's VIP box has been prepared for you!" those people were so enthusiastic that they kept separating the people in line and rushed up to lead the way.

"Brother man, you can eat very well!" Zhao Yuande smiled.

"Hey, hey! I'm their God of wealth! If they see that I'm not like this, I'll change people next time!" pretty Heng raised his head and looked arrogant.

"Yes, yes! Young master, you are our God of wealth. This time, we have prepared a good opponent for you, which can definitely make you happy." one of the old men smiled all over his face, and the old man was about to laugh chrysanthemums.

"No, I'm going to fight this brother this time! Get ready!" pretty Heng waved his hand, no doubt.

"This..." an unnatural smile appeared on the old man's face.

"What are you talking about? I'll do what I want you to do, or I'll turn around and leave!" manheng sneered.

"Yes!" the old man dared not say much and nodded again and again.

But he also winked at someone around him.

The man understood and quickly turned around and left. He didn't know what to do.

Zhao Yuande stood behind him and didn't talk much. He just kept covering the whole small dimension with divine space.

He immediately found four strong smells, all of which were strong in breaking the Tao realm, and were in the four directions of this small dimension.

They are surrounded by powerful energy auras. Otherwise, how can this small dimension withstand this terrible existence.

As for the central arena, there is a vast space underground, in which countless terrible monsters are kept, and the strong human beings are imprisoned.

These people have fierce eyes, and they are bound with thick lottery gold ropes.

Although the arena is in the center, it is huge enough to be the size of a country, which is divided into twelve regions.

These 12 areas should be operated by 12 major forces respectively.

The group of people in front of us should be one of the twelve major forces.

They came out to win over the strong to fight, all in order to make their arena more spectators, guests and gamblers.

"What is the identity of the people who take part in the battle?" Zhao Yuande looked at manheng.

"There are all kinds of people, including crazy fighters like me, prisoners, family geniuses and lone walkers who want to fight..." manheng said these, and his face showed a dignified color. "When he came here, he must pay attention to your opponents. They all fasten their heads on their belts, otherwise you don't know how to die!"

"Here are all dead fights?" Zhao Yuande frowned slightly.

"Not all of them. After the death fight, you can not only get high rewards, but also get all the treasures of your opponent! So many people like the death fight!" when manheng talked about the death fight, he suddenly showed an excited smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Do you want to compete with me or fight?" Zhao Yuande looked at each other.

"I... think you are unfathomable. I don't want you to fight with death!" manheng shook his head and smiled bitterly on his face.

His followers, as well as several people who came out, looked at Zhao Yuande strangely. Their faces were full of surprise at the moment.

What does that mean?

They have never heard manheng say such words.

Is this seemingly ordinary young man really so powerful?

In fact, manheng didn't pay attention to Zhao Yuande at first, otherwise he couldn't say anything to stand up for Dongfang Ming.

However, through the appearance of the middle-aged beautiful woman, even his iron hearted barbarian was almost confused by the woman, but Zhao Yuande didn't respond.

Since then, he began to pay attention. The more he paid attention to him, the more he found that this unimaginable terrorist force seemed to be dormant in Zhao Yuande's body.

He felt that the man in front of him was the most powerful opponent he had encountered in his life. I'm afraid if he was not good, he would be in the hands of the other party.

However, he is very belligerent and wants to fight with Zhao Yuande.

That's why I really wait outside, waiting for Zhao Yuande to appear.

Therefore, his attitude towards Zhao Yuande was particularly good, and even surprised his followers.

"I think so. There is no hatred between us, but there are some misunderstandings because of dongfangming." Zhao Yuande nodded slightly.

"Ha ha! That's a deal! Let's go and have a fair fight! It's all over!" man Heng grinned. "Whether I win or lose, I want to be friends with my brother. I don't know if my brother can look up to me!"

"Hahaha! Isn't this pretty constant? What's the matter with the first genius who is known as the wild holy mountain today? Withered? Still want to fight with people fairly?" at this time, there were bursts of mocking laughter not far away, and everyone's eyes looked in that direction.

Suddenly I saw a big man with blue scales all over his body. He came over with a huge mace and looked at manheng with provocation in his eyes.

"Whose crotch is not clamped and leaks you out!" manheng glanced at the big man.

"I'll kill you!" the scaly man roared and was about to rush over and wave a mace.

"Hey! Brother Qinglin... Don't be impulsive! There are strong people in the broken Taoist territory here. If something really happens, it's not worth being suppressed into the black prison." several companions rushed up and took him hard to comfort him.

"You can wait for others to comfort you. If you have the ability, come to me. Your father trained your Kung Fu!" manheng grinned, "And you kids, you arranged this half human monster for me. If I don't agree, you want to annoy me! You all think I'm stupid! Our cooperation has failed. Bye... It's gone forever!"

Manheng turned and left, taking Zhao Yuande to the other direction of the small world.

"I don't believe it! There are so many arena owners here. I don't need your single cloved garlic!"

Zhao Yuande followed manheng and couldn't help laughing.

This guy is thick and thin. It's a big mistake to think he's really a barbarian.

Otherwise, this guy would not wait for himself outside the skylark building to invite him to fight, but just come up and do it.

"Pretty young master! You misunderstood... We didn't mean that!" the old man was crying and wanted to catch up and explain.

"Go away!" several followers of manheng angrily denounced.

"You worthless people!" the old man pointed to his men and turned blue with anger. "Now, the God of wealth is angry with you!"

"We... We don't know!" several men wanted to cry.