The sluggish expressions of the monks all over the place gradually became clear.

Suddenly!

The whole place erupted instantly!

"Who is that? The peak of the Nine Void Realm?"

"Nima! He is truly the pinnacle of the Nine Void Realm!"

"Holy shit! Feng Er is a monk at Starry Sky Station? Is he looking for death?"

Su Yizhao was very calm.

The noise of thousands of monks in the field did not affect him at all.

He is waiting!

Sure enough, a monk shouted: "Seeking death!"

"court death!"

Suddenly, the forty or fifty monks in the audience stood up one after another.

On the ring, Su Yizhao said calmly: "Beautiful swordsman, here we place a bet on fate. Is there anyone who dares to come up if the starry sky station is less than one star in reality?"

Damn it!

In an instant, the monks all over the place fell into a sluggish state again!

Is this a challenge to the majesty of Starry Sky Station?

Everyone selectively forgot the scene just now.

How bold does this have to be?

"Looking for death!" A figure suddenly flew onto the stage.

Su Yizhao sneered, dodged and punched.

The monk was in the air and also waved his fist to face him head-on!

"boom!"

The monk didn't even scream, but it instantly turned into a rain of blood!

Su Yizhao made a move with his left hand and put a storage ring into his hand.

The whole place was silent again!

The first time was an accident, but what about the second time?

Is it an accident?

"die!"

A monk roared angrily, and before anyone even stepped onto the stage, flying swords filled the sky and enveloped the entire arena.

Su Yizhao chuckled lightly, and with a thought in his mind, the Pure Wind Flying Sword was instantly launched.

"Ding ding ding...!"

The sword light that filled the sky had already turned into residual light before it hit the stage.

"Pfft, pfft...!"

As soon as the monk's body left his seat, he was stabbed to pieces in an instant.

Su Yizhao made a move with his left hand, and the storage ring flew into his hand.

He suddenly shouted sharply: "Everyone come together!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was filled with curses!

"die!"

"court death!"

"Come and die!"

"Come together!"

In the field, twenty or thirty monks roared from various places.

Suddenly, the figure of the monk, the shadow of his fist, the light of his sword, even the talismans, and the magic circle all covered the arena.

Su Yizhao narrowed his eyes, and in the Zi Mansion, the forty-foot-tall soul giant suddenly squeezed his fingers.

The whole body's soul power, mysterious power, and physical power exploded at the same time in an instant.

All the monks in the audience stood up instantly and stared wide-eyed.

In the middle of the arena, thousands of sword lights burst out and stabbed in all directions.

At the same time, hundreds of green-clothed phantoms shot out in all directions.

"Pfft, pfft...!"

"Boom boom boom...!"

Flesh and blood are flying everywhere, and residual limbs are swaying!

Storage rings flew towards the ring one after another.

Su Yizhao straightened his waist and was extremely on guard!

He is gambling!

Betting Star Station cherishes its reputation and will never violate their rules.

From the very beginning, Starry Sky Station has been very principled and abided by the rules.

Therefore, after the gatekeeper monk dies, he can try a bold gamble!

Fortunately, it seems that the bet was right!

"Who else?"

Su Yizhao put away the storage ring and asked calmly.

The arena was filled with blood mist, but there was no blood on the stage!

All the monks looked at the monk in green with their mouths wide open in the blood mist.

Brothel Swordsman!

A lone monk wandering in the starry sky!

From today on, the brothel

The title of Swordsman will spread throughout the entire interface!

Of course, the premise is that he can get out alive.

But whether he lives or dies today, he will definitely become a legend!

The legend at the pinnacle of the Nine Void Realm!

Wang Wuwen's legs trembled, and the blood on his broken arm began to flow out again.

"Who are you?" At this time, the old monk surnamed Wang asked in a deep voice.

Su Yizhao raised the corners of his mouth, cupped his hands and said, "Beautiful swordsman, a brothel swordsman who roams the stars!"

The monk surnamed Wang looked gloomy.

Qing your sister!

Labor and management are asking for your real name!

The monk surnamed Wang stared at him and said solemnly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Su Yizhao shook his head, "Afraid! But, I'm even more afraid of living a useless life!"

I'm even more afraid of living a useless life!

Although the voice is not loud, it is firm and powerful!

All the monks in the arena calmed down and re-examined the monk in green on the stage.

Wandering in the starry sky, forgetting the origin of my name, and having no place to belong.

Brothel Swordsman!

Really cool!

I'm even more afraid of living a useless life!

It’s so loud!

The monk surnamed Wang nodded and said: "I don't know how Feng Er humiliated you, but he is just a temporary worker at Starry Sky Station!"

Su Yizhao was stunned immediately!

Temporary work?
To be continued...