His lithe body is like a wild goose, flipping in the air. After landing, he retreated more than ten steps before completely removing the opponent's attack power.
"What a strong person!"
Gu Biyun's face was flushed, and a surge of blood from his body reached his throat, which he forcibly swallowed. The opponent's attack is too strong. On the surface, he didn't suffer much damage, but in fact, he had already suffered internal injuries, but he was just holding back.
"Damn it! Mr. Yun is not his opponent either, the god of death... how strong is he?"
Everyone was stunned, the attacks from the God of Reaper became stronger every time, and everyone gradually became numb.
Glancing at the Grim Reaper again, Gu Biyun shuddered inwardly, for the opponent's fist was too heavy. If it wasn't for maintaining the image of the young master, he would have coughed up blood long ago.
Forcibly swallowing the bruise would not be good for his body.
"Mr. Yun is also defeated. Lin Yi is too strong. I am afraid that apart from the princess, the entire Wuyue City can only compete with him." into a state of sluggishness.
"Um?"
A strange look flashed in the eyes of the god of death. This Mr. Yun's strength seemed to be stronger than he imagined.
"die!"
Immediately, he jumped out of his body and charged towards Gu Biyun for the second time. The ferocious momentum faintly increased by another three points.
"Wait a moment!"
Gu Biyun's expression changed drastically, and he hastily stretched out his hand to stop the attack of the god of death, the breath in his body was in chaos, and he couldn't help spurting out a big mouthful of blood. It turned out that the injury from the punch exploded completely.
The god of death stopped in his tracks, and looked at Young Master Yun calmly.
"I am not an opponent, I am willing to pay for my life with a spirit stone!"
Spitting out the blood in her body, Gu Biyun felt better, and said such a sentence unwillingly.
"Can!"
Reaper nodded, with a hoarse voice, he accepted Gu Biyun's request. For him, whether to kill Gu Biyun or not is second, and Lingshi is the most important thing.
"Om~~~~"
There was an uproar in the fighting arena, although there are regulations in the fighting arena, warriors can buy their lives with spirit stones. But there are very few people who can afford Lingshi.
Anyone who came to participate in the life-and-death battle came for the Lingshi. If there were Lingshi, who would risk their lives for it.
Those who can produce spirit stones, that is, people with rich family backgrounds like Mr. Yun, they can cultivate to the third level of Huajin at a young age, not only rely on talent, but also spirit stones are an indispensable link.
"Um!"
Reaper nodded in satisfaction after taking Master Yun's spirit stone. This is the second spirit stone he obtained from the fighting arena, and he will soon be killed by fifty people, and then he will obtain the third spirit stone.
Taking a deep look at the god of death, Mr. Yun left with a frustrated face. The purpose of his participation in the fighting arena is nothing more than to accumulate more cultivation resources before entering Chuling Academy.
If he defeats the god of death, he will be able to enter the Fifty People's Slash and obtain two spirit stones.
It's a pity that he met the god of death. Not only did he not get the spirit stone, but he paid for his life with his own pocket. But being able to save his life is also a blessing in misfortune.
"Congratulations to God of Death for winning the forty-nine beheads. Next, let us welcome today's tenth challenger. He is the number one handsome young man in Wuyue City, Tian Gongzi—Feng~~zi~~yu~~"
As Elder Gan's voice fell, the crowd became commotion, and countless nympho girls stood up, looking at the entrance of the passage expectantly.
But I saw a handsome young man in white clothes like snow drifting over. His snow-white clothes did not stain the mortal world, like an immortal who has been exiled from the world.
The handsome young man held a folding fan in his hand and gently fanned it. Extremely coquettish.
Fengshen's handsome appearance and jade-like skin made many young girls scream.
In Wuyue City, there are countless girls who like Mr. Yu.
"Wow~~~Young Master Yu is here, the lover I miss day and night~~"
"He's so handsome, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated."
"Young Master Yu, if you kill the god of death, you will be killed by fifty people, and so will the spirit stone. This girl's heart also belongs to you."
"Don't worry, the god of death will definitely die a miserable death. In front of the young master, he is just a little bastard."
Hearing the shouts of the young girls, Feng Ziyu's slightly thin lips curled up slightly, making her look even more charming.
"Kill Death!"
A young girl looked at the god of death with resentment on her face. In her opinion, the battle between Death God and Young Master Yu is a kind of blasphemy against the latter.
"Uh~~~" The god of death rolled his eyes, at this moment he seemed to be the public enemy of all women.
"Reaper, you are not bad, but it is a pity that you met me. If you hand over your two spirit stones, I can spare you from death."
Feng Ziyu stopped in her tracks, looking at the god of death aggressively, with a bit of arrogance on her face.
"Fool!"
The god of death's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed secretly in his heart. This Feng Ziyu looked like those spoiled creamy boys in the previous life, and his brain didn't seem to be very developed.
"Then you go to die!"
With a bang, Feng Ziyu put away her folding fan. He moved his feet, and his steps were treacherous. The white figure is like a butterfly piercing through flowers, its body is divided into four, and it is killing the god of death.
Hoo hoo~~~
The next moment he punched, dozens of fist shadows were like dense raindrops, covering the death god.
Unlike most people's attacks, he intends to suppress Death in terms of speed.
"Wow~~Young Master Yu's figure is so beautiful, the god of death is sure to die." A beautiful girl screamed.
brush!
The Grim Reaper also moved, his body moved to the left or right, advancing and retreating from time to time. The whole person passed through layers of fist shadows, and came to Feng Ziyu's approach.
The black body swayed in the shadow of the fist, like a solitary boat in thousands of waves, despite the strong wind and huge waves, I walked on the waves by myself.
call out!
A shadow of a leg flashed, and the god of death also launched an attack.
Swipe!
Dozens of fist shadows suddenly collapsed, and everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and with a bang, the white figure flew backwards quickly.
"Wow~~~"
Kacha~~~
Feng Ziyu coughed up blood, and the blood was stained on her white clothes. At the same time, a black footprint was imprinted on his chest at some point.
The sternum collapsed, an unknown number of bones in the chest were broken, and the internal organs seemed to be on fire, and Young Master Yu grinned in pain.
His face was distorted, and of course the image of Young Master Pian Pian was gone.
"This...impossible, Mr. Yu!" Countless young girls wiped their tears. The perfect Mr. Yu in their hearts was so vulnerable in front of the god of death.
"Hahaha! Death did a good job, killing this little boy."
"Kill him, I've long since disliked this one who is flirting with his head."
"Kill him~kill him~kill him~"
Countless men shouted, apparently Feng Ziyu was hated by many men.
"Straw bag~~"
Under the death mask, the young man pouted slightly, and walked towards Feng Ziyu step by step. His eyes were still so calm.
Mr. Yu's strength is still higher than Mr. Yun's, but for Death, the difference is not too big.
"You... Poof—"
As soon as Feng Ziyu opened his mouth, he couldn't help vomiting blood. He was seriously injured, heavier than Gu Biyun, and he had already lost his combat effectiveness.
"Reaper! Don't kill me, I'm willing to pay for my life with a spirit stone." Feng Ziyu panicked, and her face, which was already pale, turned pale with fright.
"No!"
The god of death still came in step by step, with a faint voice, so frightened that Feng Ziyu almost pissed his pants.
Damn, don't accept it, there is such a showy operation?
"This... this... shouldn't be like this, just now Gu Biyun paid for his life, why can't I?" Feng Ziyu asked anxiously.
"I don't like you." Death's voice was hoarse, with a hint of teasing.
"I~~~No...don't!"
Feng Ziyu's liver and gallbladder were torn, and he said quickly, "Reaper, I have something to say, I am willing to offer two spirit stones. How about two pieces?"
"Can!"
The god of death nodded, and then stopped in his tracks. Although this Feng Ziyu is annoying, but for the sake of the two spirit stones, it is okay to spare his life.
"Here...here you!"
Feng Ziyu showed joy, and hurriedly took out two spirit stones and threw them out. At the same time, his heart was hurting to death.
Reaper took the spirit stone, stepped out suddenly, and kicked Feng Ziyu twice in succession.
Kacha~~~
The latter's two arms were severed at the same time, and he sat down on the ground. The pain made him almost faint.
"Reaper! You... gave you the spirit stone, why are you still beating me?" Feng Ziyu gritted her teeth.
"I don't like you." Death repeated what he had just said.
puff--
Feng Ziyu was speechless, spurted blood again, got up from the ground, glanced at the god of death in fear, and then quickly disappeared into the passage.
"Congratulations to Reaper, you have achieved the record of beheading fifty people. Would you like to continue the challenge?"
"Congratulations to Reaper, you have achieved the record of beheading fifty people. Would you like to continue the challenge?"
"continue!"
The god of death nodded, and the words he said made everyone present boil.
"Reaper! Reaper! Reaper..."
People with red eyes shouted the name of God of Death frantically, and killed two young masters in succession. The prestige of God of Death reached its peak at this moment.
Puff puff--
The next battle continued, and the god of death swept across the enemy with a sweeping force, and his record became more and more.
Fifty-one people were beheaded.
Fifty-three people were beheaded.
Fifty-five people were beheaded.
Fifty-eight people were beheaded.
Sixty people were beheaded.
Sweeping all the way, the opponents he met were all fighters of the third level of energy transformation, and no one could hold on to a move in the hands of the god of death.
The reputation of the god of death is at the height of the sky, and within two days, sixty people were killed. He is creating a myth. A myth that no one has ever completed.
"Congratulations to Reaper for getting 60 kills. May I ask if you continue to challenge? If you continue to challenge, we will arrange for you an opponent at the fourth level of Huajin!" Gan Lao raised his eyes and looked at Reaper questioningly.
"Fight again tomorrow!"
Reaper shook his head, stepped out of the fighting arena, and his bloated figure disappeared into the passage.
"grim Reaper!"
"grim Reaper!"
"grim Reaper……"
He disappeared for a long time, and the people in the fighting arena were still shouting his name.
Like thunder, the sound lasts for a long time.
Lin Yi was overjoyed to return to Lord Hou's mansion smoothly. In just one day, he gained a lot. A total of five spirit stones were obtained in the fighting arena. "Brother Yi, Brother Yi!"