Chapter 48

Yan duanchen stares at Wang Mo trace coldly and shouts loudly.

With a complicated look in his eyes, Wang Mochen slowly released his hand holding Yan Duan Chen's collar, looked out of the window and sighed: "I gave this map to you just to let you find a suitable opportunity to give it to Hongtian. Hongtian's talent in martial arts can be regarded as a monster, but it is a pity that he lacks some practical experience. As long as ye Hongtian can come back alive to the Cangmang death fighting ground this time Future achievements are bound to be limitless. "

"Hong Tian has gone to the Sidou field for ten and a half days. We should not come back in ten and a half months. During this period of time, we should also pay close attention to improving our strength, so as not to become a burden to Hong Tian."

Yan duanchen looks out of the window with Wang Mo trace's eyes. A figure in the distance is speeding. Yan duanchen looks at the figure and says solemnly.

This figure is exactly Ye Hongtian. After leaving the room, ye Hongtian immediately left the Inn and went to the location of Cangmang death fighting field on the map.

To Ye Hongtian's surprise, the Cangmang death fighting field is outside Cangmang city. Although it is not far away, it is not near. It is also unknown where Wang Mocheng and Wang Mocheng got the map.

With Ye Hongtian's foot strength, he has been running for a long time before he comes to the entrance of the Cangmang death fighting field.

The entrance of the death pit was actually a cellar. Ye Hongtian lifted the lid of the cellar and went in. There was darkness in the cellar. Ye Hongtian held the fire in his hand and carefully groped forward.

The cellar was very deep, and I didn't know how long I had been walking. Suddenly, my foot was empty. I stumbled down the stairs and rolled into a big hole.

Ye Hongtian quickly unfolds the Phoenix wings to stabilize his body. After ye Hongtian has stabilized his body, a cheering voice comes from his side. He looks around and finds that he has come to an arena, and the hole is just above his head.

Ye Hongtian pats the Phoenix wings and slowly lands in the arena. His feet are covered with bloodstains and stumps. You can see that ye Hongtian's scalp is numb. The arena is very large, and there are bloodstains everywhere, as if covered with a red carpet.

"No wonder ink mark didn't want to tell me how many people died in this place." Ye Hongtian touched his chin and looked around and exclaimed.

After ye Hongfei's face collides with the edge of Tiantian arena, he suddenly appears at the edge of the arena.

"Damn it, what kind of thing, ouch, my face." Ye Hong Tian Bian rubbed his face and said.

At this time, an old man jumped into the arena from the audience. The old man was full of strong anger, which was obviously accumulated by killing people all the year round.

"name, cultivation, race, and 100 pieces of intermediate grade stone." The old man came to Ye Hongtian and said coldly.

Ye Hongtian was stunned when he heard the speech. He immediately responded that he was registering the information of the death fighting field. He said respectfully, "in xiamuhong, he has just entered jiuzhong, a member of the Jiuchong group, and has a human origin."

After that, he took out a hundred grade Yuan Stone from the heaven and earth bag and handed it to the old man. The old man took over the hundred grade Yuan Stone, took out a token, and then put his finger on the token and threw it to Ye Hongtian.

"This is the identity token of the death ring. You can enter the arena only if you have the identity token. Each fight in the arena can't end without killing the opponent. You can go out after ten matches."

"Every challenge will have a bet, which can be big or small, and the odds are different. The more the challenge is, the more the challenge is, the more the challenge is, and the more the challenge is. The bag of the dead will be recovered from the arena."

"You are a new comer in the battle of death. You have to fight a battle of death at the same level. The 100 Zhongpin stone is a gold medal. If you win the battle, you can get 200 Zhongpin stone."

"The arena has prepared your own room for you. You can find your own room by feeling it. I'm the steward of this arena. I usually call me to kill the old."

The rules of the old general's death fighting field are explained at one time. After hearing this, ye Hongtian's pupils shrink. The rules of the death fighting field are too realistic.

If the challenge wins, the profit doubles, if loses is dead!

After the introduction of Sha Lao, he jumped back to the audience. After he left, the middle horn of the arena almost broke Ye Hongtian's eardrum.

After the horn sounded for a while, a Dwarf Warrior in black came in from the entrance of the arena. The Dwarf Warrior had the cultivation of forging body with nine weights.

Xiaowu comes to Ye Hongtian, grabs his black robe and throws it away. He shows his thin figure, licks his lips, and looks at Ye Hongtian with a cruel smile in his eyes.

"Oh, oh

"Thorn! It's a thorn! This kid is going to die! What a pity! Ha ha ha

"Stab, tear up this new boy!"

As soon as the dwarf opened his black robe, the audience in the audience was boiling with excitement in their eyes.

"Boy, it's really pitiful to meet me as soon as I enter the death fighting field. This game is my ninth consecutive victory. I can leave this ghost place after another fight. You can be my stepping stone to leave here, ha ha ha!" The glare is full of madness, laughing.The voice of the thorn is very hoarse and it sounds very ugly. Ye Hongtian stares at the thorn and sighs and says, "ah, the rules of the death fighting field are here. I have to kill you. You'd better do it yourself."

"Arrogant! Do you think I can't beat you? All my previous opponents were killed by me in an instant. I have the strength to challenge the Qi training state. You are a little hairy kid who has just entered jiuzhong, I can't beat you? "

Hongtian's face roared at Ye CI.

"Oh, it's pitiful." Ye Hongtian's look at the thorn is full of disdain.

The thorn saw the disdain in Ye Hongtian's eyes, and rushed to Ye Hongtian with a roar. The speed was extremely fast. Two short daggers stretched out from the sleeves and stabbed Ye Hongtian's throat and heart.

Ye Hongtian snorted coldly, and his powerful soul swept out. The thorn in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and kept the forward posture. He fell to the ground with a plop and stopped breathing.

"What? That's how the thorn died? "

"With a cold hum, the thorn died inexplicably?"

"It seems that the death row has a cruel character this time."

The audience in the audience all stood up in surprise. Before that, a little surprise flashed in the eyes of the old murderer, staring at Ye Hongtian and nodding.

After being stabbed to death, the gate at the entrance of the arena opens again. Ye Hongtian goes out from the gate and comes to a place similar to an inn. He holds the token tightly, feels the breath of the identity token and finds his room.

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