Several monks here looked at each other.

Then, a monk's face turned red and he stood up.

"Mad, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I lose. We are so stupid. Since we also know that the Kyushu Sword God will not lose for a while, why are you hesitating?"

"Yes, fellow Taoist, let's go together."

"To be honest, I'm here to observe the fighting method. I've never bet on winning or losing. But this time, the Kyushu Sword God is so powerful, it's simply a waste of money. Why don't you? I'll bet 10,000 spirit stones too."

Such things not only happen in this area, but also in many places where blood is in the ring.

The rules of bloody betting are that no matter how strong a monk on the ring is, as long as he wins, he will have to pay at least 11,000 spirit stones, and the Bloody Death Fight can bet up to 100,000 spirit stones.

In other words, if Qincheng wins, a monk can earn ten thousand spirit stones from the bloody beating.

Moreover, Qincheng's win or loss was not to earn the spirit stones of other monks, but to pull out the wool from the Shadow Palace, so these monks were not afraid of the spread of things.

For a time, many monks flocked to the special stalls of the bloody storm and chose to support Qincheng in a crazy way.

This scene also stunned many monks who had just arrived. After inquiring about the causes and consequences, many of these people also joined in.

So many people choose to support the Kyushu Sword God, so it is absolutely right for them to follow.

Even some newcomers knew that Qin Cheng was designed by Elder Qu and entered the bloody battle, and became even more excited.

Most people have a righteous heart to help the weak and support the weak.

Although Qin Cheng is not weak, he was cheated. In everyone's hearts, he is the one who should be supported.

When he thought of Qin Cheng slapping the face of the Shadow Palace like this, many monks instinctively chose to support Qin Cheng.

So, when the next battle began, the bloody battle gradually sounded out of the bloody battle.

"Jiuzhou Sword God!"

"Fellow Daoist Sword God will win."

"These two monsters are also stupid things when they see them. Fellow Daoist of Sword God will definitely crush them!"

"Fellow Daoist Sword God, I bet you all your belongings to win. I am willing to sacrifice ten years of life for you to kill this beast."

"These bastards!"

Hearing the cheers of the monks, Elder Qu's face looked even worse.

Soon, what made his face even worse was that in the next two consecutive games, the monsters sent by the Bloody Beast fell to the ground one after another.

Qincheng either uses the Taoist arts or uses the thunder method.

The six monsters that had been controlled by a lot of effort were all reduced to corpses.

Blood rain fell all over the sky, and Qin Cheng was wearing green clothes, but not stained with a trace of blood.

Sit down, sit cross-legged, close your eyes and concentrate, and do it in one go.

It seemed as if he was not experiencing a life-and-death battle, but was walking around in the garden.

Three consecutive games and the finale of a complete victory, making the cultivators in the bloody striking crazy.

"The God of Swords of Jiuzhou is invincible!"

"The Kyushu Sword God will win!"

In the entire bloody striking, almost all the monks pulled their necks and shouted excitedly.

They can't be unhappy, so they will be happy after these battles.

Qin Cheng faced two cultivators of the same level alone, and was originally at the disadvantage of fighting with one against two. In addition, the people sent by the Bloody Bing were getting stronger and stronger, so many cultivators couldn't help but compare themselves to Qin Cheng and sweated for him.

But as a result, Qin Cheng crushed almost every battle and defeated his opponents completely!

Now that all the eight battles are victorious, it is equivalent to defeating and even killing sixteen cultivators of the same level in succession.

This performance is even partially superior to Ying Bufan and Mo Chenshuang back then.

It means that everyone has witnessed a miracle today, who can not be excited?

It's more about everyone.

During this period, Qin Cheng had completed eight bloody battles. The bravest ones had already earned more than 100,000 spirit stones, and even those who were more cautious had earned tens of thousands of spirit stones.

It's like a pie falling from the sky, no one is happy?

At this time, the cultivators not only admired Qin Cheng's cultivation, but also became more and more pleasing to Qin Cheng.

Those who made a lot of money could hardly help but kneel down for Qin Cheng.

The bloody arena was originally an audience with its supporters, but now it has become Qin Cheng's home court. Almost all monks, whether they bet on Qin Cheng, for justice in their hearts, or even for the sake of seeing miracles, were shouting Qin Cheng's name.

"Elder Qu, what should we do next?"

Looking at the monks yelling like a tide in the ring, a deacon wiped his head full of sweat and bowed to ask.

Now, the corpses of the two monsters in the ring have been cleaned up, and the damage to the ring has been completely repaired. It is almost time to send out a new opponent, but Elder Qu has not responded yet.

"Where is Baiyue Zhan Zun, where did Deacon Liu die?"

Seeing the tens of thousands of monks cheering and shouting in front of him, the originally cruel bloody beating was almost a sea of ​​joy. Elder Qu's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.

"Elder Qu, why are you so anxious?"

And at this moment, a calm sound rang out of the room.

Then the door opened and a slender black-haired man walked in slowly.

Although the cultivation level he exuded was a decline in the Tribulation Realm, it gave everyone in the room a strong sense of oppression, as if he was not facing a cultivator of the same level, but a cultivator of the second-decline like Elder Qu.

"Fellow Daoist Baiyue, you are finally here."

Seeing the visitor, Elder Qu also showed a relaxed smile on his lips.

Baiyue War Lord ranks first in the Ten Bloody Riding Masters, and unlike other war Lords who often change, Baiyue has occupied this position for ten consecutive years.

And the reason for ten years is that Baiyue has only been to the Shadow Palace for ten years in total.

Compared to others, his strength is a real half-step second-decade monk. With his special strength, he can almost be regarded as a second-decade monk.

In Elder Qu's mind, in addition to Qin Cheng's final battle against Ershang, Baiyue is the best choice to be able to fight in this battle.

After all, if we wait until the final battle, even if Qin Cheng loses, the bloody battle will be ruined.

"This guy is indeed a bit powerful when killing Liu Feng and others in succession. Even if it is me, it is not easy to deal with."

Walking to the window, leaning forward to look at Qin Cheng in the bloody ring below, Baiyue was meaningful.

"Baiyue, as long as you can kill this person, you can get what you want and enter the position of the elder of the Shadow Hall." Elder Qu spoke at the right time.

"Can you decide this?"

Baiyue's body moved slightly and he suddenly turned around and looked at Elder Qu.

He is an ambitious person and does not want to be a war master in name only for the rest of his life.

Survive in Shadow City, only by joining Shadow Temple can you go further.
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