Master Miyin Ming said: "I think he can easily win thirteen consecutive victories!"
"I bet he won't win thirteen consecutive games."
Lord Ice Underworld said coldly: "How about we make a bet?"
"What to bet on?"
Miyin Hades asked.
"If I lose the bet, I will give your precious daughter Yi Ni a piece of ice that lasts ten thousand years.
Help her practice the laws of the Ice God Realm.
If you lose the bet, can you also give one of your pure hearts butterflies to my daughter Han Lei?"
The main path of Hanbingming.
"Haha, it turns out that you have set your sights on my Qingxin Butterfly. Do you know that Qingxin Butterfly is the most precious treasure in my world of Miyin.
It can play many kinds of music such as the Qingxin Mantra to help warriors practice."
Miyin Ming is the master.
"My Ten Thousand Years of Ice is also a treasure, and it is equally useful as your Pure Heart Butterfly.
It is useful for practicing martial arts, refining elixirs, and refining weapons.
Just tell me whether you dare to compete?"
The main path of Hanbingming.
"Haha, you forced me so hard, maybe you have already thought of a way to deal with that kid?"
Miyin Ming is the master.
"Don't you dare to bet?"
"Why don't you dare!"
Miyin Underworld Master smiled and said: "Let me remind you, I am afraid that this boy has not used all his abilities.
If you really want to give me a piece of ten-thousand-year ice, I don't mind.
Why use this roundabout method."
"Huh, just bet!"
The Ice Lord sneered.
E Huo and others were speechless for a while.
For the sake of a warrior from the Seventh God Realm, how could these two Underworld Lords start to fight like children?
No wonder others say that these two people originally had conflicts.
"Two Underworld Lords, let me make a bet. Shouldn't you give me some benefits?"
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the Ice Underworld Lord and Miyin Underworld Lord.
He didn't know what the conflict was between the two people.
But if you want to bet with him, you have to give him benefits.
Otherwise, he will be playing tricks.
"This kid is so brave, he actually dares to talk to the Lord of Hades like this!"
Miyin Underworld Lord smiled and said: "If you can win thirteen consecutive victories in the Seventh God Realm Arena, I will give you a Pure Heart Butterfly.
This is the most precious treasure in my world of music."
"Oh my God, Miyin Underworld Lord actually promised to give him something?"
"And it's also a pure-hearted butterfly. Countless people want it but can't get it."
“I don’t know what the Pure Heart Butterfly is, but it looks like a good thing.
That's okay, I'll reluctantly agree to Lord Hades.
Above the Seventh God Realm, I am talking about thirteen consecutive victories, even if it is a thousand consecutive victories, it is still easy.
It’s not me who said that the Seventh God Realm warriors here are too weak!”
Ling Xiao said loudly.
His arrogance and arrogance are partly to attract E Rui's attention.
On the other hand, he did think so.
These people can't even defeat Shang Zun, let alone become his enemy.
"Whoever can defeat this kid will be rewarded with a piece of ice that lasts ten thousand years!"
The Ice Underworld Lord said coldly.
Hearing this, many people were excited.
Some warriors who originally had no intention of taking action were now eager to try.
After all, it is a piece of ice that lasts ten thousand years.
"I come!"
Another person comes on stage, and of course the outcome is still defeat.
Ling Xiao easily won ten consecutive victories, with only three matches remaining.
Still, no one can cause him too much trouble.
No, don't say it's too much trouble, it's not even a little trouble.
"The Sword of Tragedy is here! The number one swordsman in the Seventh God Realm!"
Someone exclaimed.
Everyone present seemed to see hope.
"Perhaps only people like Sadness Sword can pose a threat to this boy!"
"More than just a threat, although the Sadness Sword is only a seventh-level realm king, his true strength may have reached the eighth level of the divine realm.
Even if that kid is invincible in the Seventh God Realm, he still cannot be a match for the Sword of Sorrow!"
While people were talking excitedly, another battle ended on the field.
The one who took action in this battle was a swordsman.
The sword technique is not very fast, but the power is extremely domineering.
However, no matter how overbearing the sword technique was, it was still useless when it came to Ling Xiao.
He was still punched away.
Fall off the stage.
"Eleven wins in a row!"
"I come!"
Sadness Sword finally stepped onto the ring and looked at Ling Xiao indifferently: "Although you have won eleven consecutive victories.
But it's a pity that when you meet me, your previous winning streak will be meaningless!"
"The Sword of Tragedy finally takes action. That boy will be defeated!"
The Sword of Sadness has never been defeated in the arena of the Seventh God Realm.
His winning streak was not thirteen, but nine hundred.
The reason why I didn't join the Black Cavalry Army was because I was preparing for a thousand battles.
In this arena, every time you win thirteen games, you can take a day off.
Therefore, the Sword of Sadness has been here for many days.
His strength is also constantly improving.
However, in order to stay in the Seventh God Realm arena, he suppressed his cultivation, otherwise he would probably have been promoted by now.
"Are you done with the nonsense?"
Ling Xiao yawned and said, "After defeating you, I have to defeat the next opponent.
You're a bunch of self-proclaimed nonsense, do you really think you're strong?"
Hearing this, people all showed shocked eyes.
This person is either a fool or a lunatic. How dare he speak to the Sword of Sorrow like this.
This strong man has won 900 consecutive victories in the Seventh God Realm.
Who dares to despise him?
Simply looking for death!
"I am going to kill you!"
The Sword of Sorrow roared angrily.
He successfully aroused Ling Xiao's anger.
No one has ever dared to look down on him and despise him so much.
"kill!"
The Sword of Sadness suddenly spit out a sword light.
Brutal to the extreme.
The aura of the devil makes countless people tremble with fear.
"The devil? Haha, I am your ancestor!
Demon King’s Secret Technique!”
Ling Xiao sneered and finally used the extremely domineering Demon Emperor's Art.
A demonic shadow enveloped his whole body.
The violent demonic energy swept out crazily.
At this moment, the demonic will of the Sword of Sorrow was actually trembling.
"impossible!"
He was shocked and scared!
After a long while, he sighed: "I failed!"
The more familiar people are with the demonic ways, the more they understand how powerful Ling Xiao's demonic ways have become.
The Sword of Sadness could feel that he would never be able to make a single move in front of this person.
"Failed! The Sword of Sadness was actually defeated!"
Those warriors who supported the Sword of Sadness were a little dumbfounded at this time.
Ling Xiao's power is beyond imagination.
The Sword of Sadness hasn't started the battle yet, but it has already lost to Ling Xiao.
This is truly a tragedy.
"Twelve consecutive wins!"
"Who else?"
Ling Xiao looked around, but no one dared to come on stage.
He was quite disappointed.
"My cultivation level is that of an eighth-level divine general. Do you dare to fight me?
If you win, I will give you a piece of ice that lasts for ten thousand years!"
Han Lei said suddenly.
Ling Xiao's power successfully aroused the fighting spirit of this underworld girl.
"Can!"
Ling Xiao nodded.
"You agreed?"
Han Lei was stunned for a moment.
She thought Ling Xiao would not agree. Dafeng Novel
Others also thought that Ling Xiao would not agree.
Is it possible to fight against an eighth-level divine general with a seventh-level divine king cultivation?