Chapter 82： Night Stalker

After Zhou came to the Colosseum, Zhou Heng couldn't help laughing.

Because this Colosseum is another property under the name of Tianbao Pavilion!

However, the Colosseum did not belong to Tianbao Pavilion at first. It used to be only the Colosseum. It was a real Colosseum. Later, after being eaten by Tianbao Pavilion, there was a precedent for the death row prisoners participating in the blood fight.

Although human beings have enlightened their wisdom and separated themselves from the beasts, they still have a killing nature in their blood. When a human warrior joined the **** fight, the audience of the Colosseum suddenly burst into a blowout.

After countless years, the Colosseum has also become a **** fighter, and many more regulations have been added.

Outside warriors can fight in the end to sharpen themselves in the real blood kill, but this needs to pay a lot of costs-if you fight against the monsters in the refining realm or the death penalty, you can use gold and silver to pay, but if you want to When the monsters and death penalty prisoners gather in the spirit realm, they need to pay the spirit stone!

As for the opponents who are in the early stage, I'm sorry, even Tianbao Pavilion can't get it! In other words, they are unwilling to get over it, after all, the first masters of Tianhang City are willing to take such risks.

Zhou Heng looked at it, and if you want to fight with the death penalty or monsters in Juling Realm, you need to pay one spirit stone for each entry.

He looked at his wallet, and there were only two left. He could play two games before the auction.

I have to find a way to get some spiritual stones!

Bet!

The Bloody Fighter Field will open bets on many battles for everyone to bet on and accept two ways of betting, money and spirit.

Do n’t bet on raising a war, well, yes!

Zhou Heng made up his mind, restored his original appearance, and saved him from researching himself after repeated battles, but instead involved in the secret of Moon Pearl.

"Challenge the condemned prisoner, or a monster?" When Zhou Heng explained his intentions, he was taken to a study, and a middle-aged man in his forties asked him.

"Death penalty!" Zhou Heng thought about it, human beings are smarter than monsters. In addition to absorbing strength, he also thought of forcing himself to reach the state of potential through the pressure of life and death.

The demon monster can't give him so much pressure!

"Yes, pay a spirit stone!" Said the middle-aged man coldly.

Zhou Heng took out a spirit stone and put it on the table. After the man picked it up and looked it up, he nodded and said, "Do you need to keep a name?"

"Zhou Heng!"

"Okay, your battle will be scheduled at around 3pm, please wait here in advance, when the time does not show up, it will be abandoned automatically, and the spirit stone will not be returned!" The middle-aged man remained expressionless.

"Got it!"

"If you die in the Colosseum, you are not responsible!"

"I know!"

好 "Okay, you sign this document!"

Zhou Heng left after signing the deed of life and death, and the middle-aged man immediately wrote on the paper: "Zhou Heng, the double spirit of the spirit, the fighting power is unknown!"

It was still early, Zhou Heng returned to the inn first. Guzi did not return to the solitary sect, but stayed in his Jiuxuan Trial Tower, constantly challenging the opponents on the third floor. Although he repeatedly defeated, he did not. Frustrated, Zhou Heng somewhat admired her perseverance.

Under such a strong opponent, she was forced to realize her full potential and gradually realized the momentum of the three-color lotus!

Wu Zhouheng also entered the Jiuxuan Trial Tower. Although the aura here is not different from the outside world, it is fortunate that it will not be affected in any way and is the best place for retreat meditation.

下来 In these days, he has become more and more comfortable with the use of pagodas. He also found that in order to enter the pagodas, it is not necessary to enlarge the towers to the point where they can be drilled in. Instead, as long as he communicates with consciousness, he can be directly absorbed.

Of course, this distance cannot be too far, it must be within the area covered by his consciousness, and there must be nothing in the middle.

His consciousness can now cover about three feet of space, so he can disappear directly like a ghost in this range. This may not be enough to sneak attack on the strong, but it is best to save his life. After all, who can find it? Reduce the dusty Jiusuan Trial Tower?

No wonder it was so difficult to get at first, this thing is really a treasure!

Guzi is more obsessed with martial arts than Zhou Heng, so he has no plans to leave after preparing a lot of food on the first floor. After eating something, Zhou Heng began to replay the battle with the nine silver men in his mind, trying to find out the mystery of "potential".

After two o'clock in the afternoon, he got out of the pagoda, closed his body and went to the Bloody Fighter Field.

At this time, he already had information about his battle. His opponent was a death penalty nicknamed Night Demon. He was also a two-person congregation. His battle record in the Colosseum was three wins and zero losses, but he was a novice.

This is exactly the case, and there is not much information about Night Demon, and the specific combat power cannot be evaluated.

This battle can also bet. Zhou Heng's odds are ten to fourteen, while the Night Devils are also very low, ten to thirteen. Counting that because the Night Devils have played a few times, they can win three consecutive victories and the natural strength is extraordinary, so the odds are slightly lower.

Zhou Heng did not hesitate to press his only property, a spirit stone, on his own body. Unfortunately, although the ancient posture is a practice of the first division, the net worth is also very poor. Moreover, the spirit stone needs to quickly recover from the injury. The landlord's family didn't have any surplus food. Not only could he not lend it to him, he almost robbed him of this spiritual stone.

He came to the preparation room, where you can see the situation in the Colosseum, and saw that the two beasts in the refining realm were killing wildly, fighting with blood, and it took a long time to separate the winner.

各位 "Dear viewers, the next battle will be a battle of dragons and tigers, but a battle of the spirit level! The contestant is the well-known night demon, and the **** fighter's battle record is three wins and zero losses!"

A middle-aged man with a loud voice said loudly in the stands that the cultivation of the refining environment was also enough to transmit the sound to every corner of the entire Colosseum.

"The challenger is a newcomer, his name is-Zhou Heng!"

"Both of these two people are two-minded gods. Who loses and who wins? Audience, you can bet now. The battle will start in three minutes. Hold on!"

Zhou Heng can't help pulling teeth. This Duobao Pavilion really makes money. Obviously, he spent money to fight blood, but he was also used to gamble money, but the slightest benefit could not be separated!

Twenty-three minutes passed quickly, and the iron fence in front of Zhou Heng also rose upward, and a passage appeared. About ten feet out was the area where the Colosseum was used to fight.

区域 This area is a square, about one hundred feet long on each side, and high walls are built around it, forming a huge cage, and above it are rows of oblique upward stands, enough to hold tens of thousands of people.

However, it seems very deserted today. It is only about 30% of the attendance rate. The audience is mostly male, but there are no shortage of women. When Nocturne also came out from the other side of the channel, several women immediately screamed excitedly. Tear off the shirt from the neckline, swinging two milk ~ sons, like a beast in heat.

Zhou Hengning looked at the nicknamed opponent, who was a very thin man, with a cold face, dark skin, and a strong murderous gas flashing on his body, and they were almost in substance.

"There is no rule, the battle is over when one party concedes or dies!"

"Let the blood spill!"

"Battle Begins!"

Zhou Heng did not immediately launch an attack. Instead, he suppressed his power to the level of the ordinary dual-spirited dual-sky. He had to advance his skills to the state of "potential" by fighting. The victory was completely ineffective.

The Night Stalker also did not rush to attack, but turned around Zhou Heng, but grinned from time to time, extended his tongue to lick his lips, as if licking blood.

I have to be cautious. Although I can end the battle by admitting defeat, the death rate is still as high as 90%! Why? When killing red eyes, which matter what the opponent says, one word, kill!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In the stands around the 24th audience, the audience yelled impatiently, and the sound formed the ocean, which constantly stimulated Zhou Heng and the Night Devil to fight.

Alas, Nocturne moved, and his shape moved, his shape was very weird, and he hurried toward Zhou Heng with a strange way.

Zhou Heng only glanced at him, and he felt dizzy. He quickly closed his eyes and caught the opponent's movements with his open mind—the opponent's footwork had the effect of confusing the mind.

"Dead!" With a sharp low drink, the night demon has already killed him, his right hand is open, and there are more blue-light daggers in his hand.

Ding!

Zhou Heng raised his sword to parry, the flying swordsmanship unfolded, and suddenly there were falling waterfalls in the sky ~ www.novelhall.com ~ This is formed by sword gas, which is enough to pose a huge threat to the magic night.

He did not use the black sword, but bought an ordinary long sword temporarily, but under the attention of his spiritual power, he can still pose a deadly threat to the warriors who gather in the spirit realm.

After a tentative fight, the night devil's figure turned, and he jumped away ten feet away.

He put out his tongue and licked it on the dagger, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, saying: "I haven't tasted the taste of human blood for a long time! When I missed the body of freedom, I smashed a village and drank in one breath With the blood of more than a hundred people, I really miss it! "

"Especially the blood of young children and virgins is so sweet and crazy!"

Zhou Heng's murderous spirit was hidden. He knew that all the prisoners were killed here, but it was not clear to what extent he was evil, but after listening to these words spoken by the night demon, he knew that these people did not die. !!

I ca n’t even die a hundred times!

"Although it is the blood of a man, but the conditions are difficult now, I will not choose between them!" Ye Mo Xiao Xiao said, and his body moved again, still the footwork that was enough to make the mind faint, and rushed toward Zhou Heng. .

Zhou Heng opened his eyes, and his eyes were murderous.

"Hahaha, even dare to open your eyes, are you too fast to die?" The Night Devil laughed, but he was merciless. His right hand was crossed, and his dagger cut directly at Zhou Heng's neck. Even if it is not a magic weapon, it can cut off the body of the spirit gathering.

Zhou Heng hummed coldly, ding ding ding, long swords danced, and resolved the night demon's attack one by one.

"Why, how can you not be affected by my" Ghost Shadow Step "?" Ye Mo exclaimed.

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