The duel has begun.
The battle was very fierce, and everyone was watching it with enthusiasm, as if they had forgotten everything before.
Xu Zhendong and others are also paying attention to the following battles and the skills practiced by people here.
The fighting was very fierce.
One by one.
Finally, in the seventh game, doylev appeared again. This time, he cooperated with the people who had stayed together during the new men's scuffle.
They seem to have a tacit understanding. Although the fight is very hard, they still won the competition with injuries.
"Don't you think that's the only way to do it?" Xu Zhendong looked at Francis Kennedy and asked.
"Of course, he's hiding his strength. It's not the time to break out." Said Francis Kennedy with pride.
Doyler is the last one to live.
Only when today's fighting slaves live to the end can they be free and not become slaves, which is why all fighting slaves work so hard.
After three years, dolev not only recovered his cultivation, but also became more powerful.
The eight fights ended, and the whole scene was very lively, and the stakes were constantly increasing.
In fact, on the whole, the real winner is the eight thousand master's mansion. They are the villager.
However, Xu Zhendong and Kong Qianshui only put money on doleff, and other people can't afford to gamble.
And dolev has made a name in the slave fighting field, and now many people believe in his strength.
"The last fight for slaves today is between man and beast!"
Not only people are their slaves, but also fierce animals are their slaves.
Man and beast fight.
The powerful fierce beast roars, reaches out its claws and grabs it hard. If it can't escape, it will become the belly food of the fierce beast.
This is a dozen people who survived the whole battle today, fighting with fierce animals together.
"I'll go, these fierce beasts are not simple!" Xu Zhendong looked at the fierce beast in amazement, showing his teeth and fierce appearance.
"You think it's easy for 8000 people to go to Baihu mountain to catch them? There's a forest of fierce beasts over there. They're all powerful. "
On the side of a person proud said, looking at the battle below, eyes red, very blood.
"Beast mountain? No wonder
The battle was very fierce. More than ten human beings cooperated with each other. Half of them died, only eight survived, and all the beasts were killed.
"Well, you eight are free. In the future, you will be my family members and work for my family. Bring it up
Eight Ye looking at the bottom eight people, happy loudly said.
A few of the people below were also injured.
Xu Zhendong looks at doleff, one of the eight, with a smile on his lips. Doleff is really unusual. He can survive so many battles.
"Francis, where's lengrouer?" Xu Zhendong asked.
"Don't worry, you'll come out later." Francis Kennedy waved his hand as if everything was under control.
The eight returned to the ground, knelt down in front of Mr. 8000 and got a reward. From then on, the soldiers around Mr. 8000 had the honor to participate in today's birthday.
Xu Zhendong and others are looking at the development of this process.
Dorothy looked over and was stunned and excited.
"He saw you. I didn't tell him before. I found you. I didn't have a chance to say." Francis Kennedy waved his hand and said helplessly.
Xu Zhendong looked at him, nodded and said hello.
I don't know about casual clothes.
Eight of them were given seats.
"Enter the banquet!"
In the whole hall, there was a big space left in the middle. Some people began to serve food, while dozens of girls dressed beautifully came in,
I began to dance, and I heard whether I could be accompanied by the piano.
And Xu Zhendong's eyes suddenly focused.
He saw an acquaintance, not lengrouer, but song Xueyun. She was here, and she became the servant of the eight thousand Lord's family. What's the matter?
"What are you looking at? This way, this way Francis Kennedy pushed his arm and pointed in the other direction.
He looks at Leng rou'er, who is dancing in the crowd.
Xu Zhendong just took a look and continued to look at Song Xueyun. How could she be here?
In the village before, she was dressed in simple and pure color, but now she is dressed up to crush most women here.
Her dancing is also very beautiful, much better than lengrouer's.
"Brother Xu Tianjun, which girl do you like? I'm so fascinated. " Hole disaster water Jiao Di Di asks a way.
"Ah? No, should our plan start? " Xu Zhendong quickly takes back his eyes and is ready to rescue song Xueyun.
Whew——
A long sword flies out of the dancing crowd, directly to the 8000 master in the middle. The sword is sharp and cold.
Bang!
Eight thousand Ye's eyes a coagulate, body shape a hide, long sword stab in the chair behind, sword awn buzzing.
The whole scene quieted down.
Everyone was shocked.
"Who? Who is it? "
The eighth master stood up and scanned the crowd, but no one spoke.
He looked at the long sword, pulled it out, looked at it, looked at it coldly, and said:
"Xuanqing sword of the wind and rain school, what's your explanation?"
The wind and rain sect is also a big gate here. Its strength is close to 8000 Yefu. Several of them died in the assassination last night.
The stormy people stood up and glared.
"This sword is my Xuanqing sword of the wind and rain school at any time, but it's not us who wield it. Someone must blame us."
A leader of the wind and rain school said firmly.
"Elder nine, why should we be afraid of him? What happened last night has not been settled yet. The most outstanding disciple of our school of wind and rain died. How can this account be calculated? "
A young man said in a loud voice, with a voice of dissatisfaction.
"You want to settle, don't you?" The eighth master raised his hand to chop, and a sharp sword came to kill him.
Bang!
Nine elder block, sword awn dissipate, eyes sharp up.
"Please don't deceive others too much. Although our school of wind and rain is not as good as the eight thousand master's house, we are not afraid of you." Nine elder says without ceremony.
Now!
"Younger martial brother... Younger martial brother..."
A humble younger martial brother of the wind and rain school was suddenly killed at this time. A sword pierced the heart. It was the long sword of the eight thousand Lord's house. The murderer had already run away.
Although many of the disciples died, there was no loss for the wind and rain sect, but now it was a matter of face and attitude.
"Did you... Deceive me five people of Fengyu school?" Nine elder long sword, long sword in hand, the person behind also hastily prepare for battle condition.
"Who's picking things..."
Before he finished speaking, he cut away with a long sword.
The eighth master jumped up and dodged, but he also saw the sword clearly. He looked at Ziwu gate coldly and said:
"Is this the frost sword of ziwumen's disciple?"
The people of ziwumen look confused. Frost sword is really only available to the disciples of ziwumen, but no one just threw it.
Whew——
Whew——
Whew——
All of a sudden, more than a dozen long swords came, and there were flying swords in all the sects present. The sword was very sharp.
"Kill
Nine elders of the wind and rain sect yelled, and the first one rushed up with the sect.