People are in the handyman peak, and they recognize the ancient gods and the golden book

Chen Annian won.

Unbelievable exclamations broke out in the auditorium of the entire battlefield.

Incredible.

The opponent is Feng Mingyao!

Moreover, Feng Mingyao even used the wind element formation in his body, and the wind killing formation reached a shocking five.

With such astonishing power, can't even deal with a one-star fighter with number 477?

A large number of warriors are about to collapse.

Dozens of Doushi who had finished the battle looked at Chen Anian and Feng Mingyao one after another.

The horror in his eyes could not be hidden.

Is Feng Mingyao strong?

powerful!

It was terrifyingly strong. Among the people present, there were not none who dared to say that they were sure to win, but at most there were only ten fingers.

But such a strong Feng Mingyao actually lost.

Has the world changed?

Does that No. 477 Blood Bodhisattva have the strength of the top [-], or even the top ten?

At this moment, Chen Annian was remembered by most people.

in the audience,

Luo Youcai laughed out loud.

Just after that battle ended, Chen Annian's odds dropped rapidly.

But he had already made his bet when Chen Annian had the highest odds.

If Chen Annian really broke into the top ten in the end, he would really earn an astronomical sum.

"Is the Blood Bodhisattva really that powerful? Even Feng Mingyao lost?"

Shopkeeper Tang leaned on the back of the chair, staring blankly at Chen Annian who had stepped off the ring.

"Governor Luo's vision is really poisonous. He actually bet on the Blood Bodhisattva when the odds are so high."

"I'm afraid I can earn hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones this time."

……

The envious eyes of the rich businessmen around them turned red.

Luo Youcai laughed heartily, and patted shopkeepers Zheng and Tang beside him: "I said, old Zheng, old Tang, you just trust me."

"When will I make fun of money?"

"Hurry up and buy the Blood Bodhisattva, otherwise the odds will only get lower and lower, and you won't even make a profit in the end."

When Chen Anian returned to the rest area, all the fighters around him looked over.

A guy who defeated Feng Mingyao must study hard.

Feng Mingyao stood beside Chen Annian, having recovered from the failure just now, "I was thinking, who are you?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Annian raised his eyebrows.

"Do you take me for a fool?" Feng Mingyao said with a speechless face: "The name Yi An is just a pseudonym at first glance."

"Also, something on your face almost fell off, don't you know?"

"Grass!" Chen Annian directly told Feng Mingyao about a plant, "I'm really convinced, how does your wind blow? I can't even keep my face?"

"Get out, your disguise is like shit." Feng Mingyao couldn't help complaining: "The people in the audience probably won't be able to see it, but the people fighting you can tell it at a glance."

"Please find a reliable human skin mask the next time you disguise yourself."

Chen Annian suddenly became a little anxious, he must not reveal his current identity, or he would be seen by Wu Quanming.

Whether you can survive tonight is up to you.

The current self may not be able to handle the initial stage of Hengshan Realm, if he meets the envoy of the Black Mountain Sect who is almost perfect in Hengshan.

There is no other way but to run away.

It seemed that Chen Annian was anxious.

Feng Mingyao took out a silver-white phoenix wing mask and threw it to Chen Annian.

"I borrow it from you to wear it first, remember to return it to me tomorrow. It cost more than 200 middle-grade spirit stones to order."

Chen Annian froze for a moment, then put on the mask immediately.

It's light and won't block your eyes.

Chen Annian quickly hugged Feng Mingyao, patted him on the back hard, then took out a bottle of Star Pill from the storage ring, and handed it to Feng Mingyao.

"keep it."

Feng Mingyao looked confused, are you fucking trying to take the opportunity to slap me to death so that you can inherit my mask?

Did I send you this bottle of medicine?

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Mingyao still took the elixir.

In the auditorium, everyone was still wondering why Feng Mingyao took out the mask to the Blood Bodhisattva.

And the Blood Bodhisattva put it on directly.

As a result, when the Blood Bodhisattva handed Feng Mingyao a bottle of elixir.

Everyone suddenly realized.

"It turned out that the two didn't know each other when they didn't fight. The hero cherishes the hero, so they gave each other gifts."

"Is this the way of communication between the strong?"

"Only by defeating me can I gain my friendship?"

……

Feng Mingyao also reacted quickly.

"Okay, you're pretty dark, don't try to take my mask away."

"Don't be dazed, eat one quickly." Chen Anian winked at Feng Mingyao.

Feng Mingyao shrugged his shoulders, as if he had sent the Buddha to the west, he took out a star pill and threw it into his mouth.

The next moment, he grabbed Chen Annian, "Fuck, what kind of elixir is this?"

"Who didn't want to eat just now?" Chen Anian looked disgusted.

Some people, on the surface, look stinky and arrogant, but in fact they are really weird.

Do you know how powerful Uncle Chen Xingchen Pill is?

"This is the Star Pill. I bought it from the Taiqing Pavilion. I won't tell ordinary people."

Chen An said in a young voice.

Feng Mingyao nodded and said, "Thanks, I'll go stock up on a few bottles after I'm done playing today."

"Big dog." Chen Annian was speechless.

……

The day's battle ended quickly. Except for Feng Mingyao, Chen Annian did not encounter any opponent whose number was less than [-].

So it was easy to win.

And his battle with Feng Mingyao was also talked about with great interest.

The strong have dialogues with each other based on their strengths, and friendship has been achieved.

True heroes cherish each other.

But Chen Annian didn't know that the damage to his leather mask still attracted the attention of interested people.

Wu Quanming, who was watching the match from the auditorium, immediately noticed something was wrong when he saw Chen Annian put on the mask in a hurry.

Decades of experience told him that there was something wrong with the Blood Bodhisattva.

"This Blood Bodhisattva, why do you want to hide your identity?"

"Who will hide their identity in Nandou City?"

Wu Quanming thought of Chen Annian almost subconsciously.

The guy who he can't wait to peel and cramp.

Not only did he kill his third son, but after he escaped, he even dared to break into the city lord's mansion and assassinate his own beast.

If you don't kill Chen Annian, you won't even be able to sleep well.

Wu Quanming wished he could immediately arrest the Blood Bodhisattva, tear off his disguise, and see who he really was.

But Wu Quanming didn't dare.

After defeating Feng Mingyao, Blood Bodhisattva has become a popular candidate to advance to the competition.

If I arrest the blood bodhisattva, it is equivalent to destroying the major event of the battlefield.

In disguise, he was provoking Dou Zhanzong, not to mention himself, even Luoxuanzong or Heishanzong, who would dare to do this?

Unless there is the most direct evidence.

In case of a wrong grasp, it will only take a moment for Nandou City to change hands.

"It's better to send someone to watch over it." Wu Quanming recruited his personal guards, "Find a few trustworthy subordinates and watch the Blood Bodhisattva, don't startle the snake."

"My subordinate understands."

The personal guards quickly left with the people.

"I hope not, otherwise Chen Annian's strength would be too powerful." Wu Quanming murmured softly.

"I've just tempered the first hand bone, and it's not time to expose it..."