Traveling through all worlds: starting from listening to the words of the gods

on the ring.

Guns out like dragons.

A little cold.

Li Sheng's piercing spear is like the scythe of death.

In his hands, there is no single enemy.

in howling.

Like an invincible god of war, Li Sheng killed all directions.

One person, one spear.

Wherever he went, people were turned on their backs.

unstoppable.

No one can stop it!

Domineering and domineering mixed with murderous aura.

Chilling.

The Pokong spear under the blessing of stick technique proficiency.

Invincible.

Li Sheng has no distractions.

He is like a tireless killing god, turning the ring into his own one-man show!

After a few breaths, most of the ring fell down.

Facing the ghostly Li Sheng.

The contestants of all races in the arena were finally afraid.

The contempt in their eyes disappeared completely.

Instead, there is deep fear.

In front of the unstoppable Li Sheng.

Like headless ants, they retreated one after another.

The only thought in their minds was to stay away from Li Sheng and this terrible killing god.

"A bunch of trash!!"

In the stands, Yulong jumped his feet anxiously, wishing he could play in person.

It stands to reason that five hundred to one, as long as they are united, Li Sheng can be drowned even if each person spits.

But these 500 people are not machines, they have their own ideas, they have their own small thoughts, and they are mixed together from different races, how can they be united?

In addition, Li Sheng made a big move as soon as he came up, and at the same time blinded their dog eyes, he killed everyone by surprise, and made their gang fight plan run aground.

As the saying goes, go all out and then fail three times.

When the courage dissipates, the hearts of the people also dissipate.

Now even if they wanted to fight together, they couldn't do it.

Yulong was cursing in anger.

Dizang frowned, "What a powerful marksmanship..." He shook his head, "No, no, it's not marksmanship, but stick technique."

He could still tell that Li Sheng's move was stick technique.

Hearing the stick technique, Yulong stopped scolding: "As the saying goes, a soldier who is one inch long is one inch stronger, and a soldier who is two feet long can indeed have an advantage in melee battles. Although this bastard's stick technique is not as good as mine, he is still considered everyone."

You know how to shoot ass, I hide a word in my heart.

Seeing such a sharp stick technique, he couldn't help but think of Monkey King.

At that time, the monkey head also relied on the superb stick technique to hit the Lingxiao Palace, making the Three Realms tremble.

Now that such characters appear in the abyss, it may not be a good thing for the Three Realms.

First came the ferocious wolf, then Wuhuo.

Jizo's mood was extremely complicated.

There are people who should be robbed outside, and there are abyss strong people emerging in endlessly.

An eventful autumn.

But looking at Li Sheng in the ring, one man is in charge of the other.

Dizang's mood improved a lot for no reason.

Because if Li Sheng wins, Yulong, the bastard, will be out of luck.

He was so happy that Yulong was slapped in the face.

But what puzzled Jizo was that Yulong didn't even think about oiling the soles of his feet.

"Xiao Zang, did you see clearly just now, how did those eight people disappear?" Yu Long asked suddenly.

"I didn't see what kind of supernatural power it was."

Ksitigarbha replied truthfully.

After those eight people disappeared, he couldn't feel the aura of those eight people either.

"Even if Zhen Yuanzi has the universe in his sleeve, he can't do this... No, this kid must have concealed their aura with a method we don't know. He's cheating! Yes, he's cheating!"

Yulong muttered.

Damn, if Li Sheng wins, where will he get the 100 million taels of silver?

Even if there is.

Yulong didn't want to give it either.

Dizang said indifferently: "The problem is, there are no such details and rules in the competition..."

Seeing Yulong standing up, he looked like he wanted to slip away.

Dizang warned again: "Yulong, if you dare to run before you see the goddess, don't blame me for turning against you now."

Ksitigarbha has always suspected that the goddess he wants to behead is the one who should be robbed.

See Dizang's tone is dignified.

Perhaps because he realized the seriousness of the matter, it was rare for Yulong not to refute. Although he sat back obediently, he kept muttering about Li Sheng.

For example, what is victory without martial arts? What kind of real skill is sneak attack.

The same words also appeared in the ears of the high priest.

"Cheating, he's cheating!"

"That's right, he's cheating! It's unfair to others!"

"High Priest, he should be sentenced to lose!"

Seeing that the overall situation will be determined.

All the elders were red-faced and protested one after another. They were excited, like gamblers who have lost their eyes, and vowed to change the result of the game.

In fact, they were about to lose everything. Li Sheng lost all their net worth. Once the game was over, they would all become paupers.

The aged high priest paid no heed.

As the elders became more and more excited, the high priest finally said: "As a soldier of the Styx, it is natural to understand the truth that everything can be used on the battlefield."

"That said, but..."

"Could it be that you have lived your whole life and still expect the enemy to act according to your rules?" The high priest snorted coldly.

On the battlefield, either you die or I live, any means can be used.

It's not that the elders don't understand this truth, but they are not reconciled. What they lost was real gold and silver.

"Don't fall into the pride of the Styx people! Fall into the prestige of a goddess!"

The High Priest said at last.

Seeing that the high priest did not make decisions for himself, all the elders felt like weeping, as if mourning a concubine.

They want to find Yulong and get back their gambling money.

But the soul clan had a transcendent status in the Styx, so they gave up.

Now that things have happened, they can only blame themselves for being greedy and being blinded by lard.

The same with the dead father, and the audience present.

As the situation on the ring became clearer.

They are restless.

Like all the elders, they also bet all their worth, which was their whole life's painstaking efforts.

At this moment, their hearts are bleeding.

The only happy people are the Ten Thousand Wings.

They have been suppressed and despised all the time, but because of Li Sheng's brave performance, they can finally feel proud.

"Hahaha! This time, I want to see, who dares to underestimate our winged human race, dare to underestimate Wuhuo!!"

"Facts have proved that our winged humans are by no means weak!"

We were together in honor, and many winged humans even shed tears of excitement.

They have been waiting for this moment for too long!

once Upon a time.

The Winged Human Race is an existence that is despised by all the Styx races.

No one thinks highly of them.

Even if it is favored by the goddess.

But in the eyes of foreigners, they just took advantage of the large number of people.

But now, it's different!

We Yiren, there are warriors like Wuhuo!

There is this kind of warrior who can defeat one hundred!

Are you not cattle?

Why don't you!

Why are you beaten to pieces by us!

In an instant.

All the winged people stood up, waving their arms vigorously, showing the strength of the whole body, cheering for the pride of the clan and the heroes of the clan:

"Wuhuo will win, long live Wuhuo!!"

The deafening cheers resounded throughout the world.

In the complicated eyes of various races, the Winged Human Race freely vented their depression and depression.

When only Li Sheng and eight unidentified Winged Warriors were left in the arena.

The winged humans cheered again.

The movement they make.

Almost overturned the entire stand.

now.

In Yiren's heart, Li Sheng is a hero second only to gods!

If it weren't for the highly respected high priest to come forward.

Tens of thousands of winged humans will definitely flood into the arena and throw Li Sheng high.

In deafening cheers.

The eight Winged Warriors looked stunned, only to feel that they really won in a daze?

One against one hundred.

Big win?

Brother Wu Huo really did it?

They looked at Li Sheng who was like a god of war in disbelief.

There was a deep awe in their eyes.

in the stands.

Yulong sighed.

Willing to gamble to lose.

He could only direct the avatar to start sending money.

Fortunately, not many people bet on Li Sheng to win.

Unfortunately, Li Sheng bet 1 taels alone.

If it weren't for Li Sheng's bet, Yulong could have killed the entire audience.

on the lookout.

Jebe, Lu Kai and others all had extremely ugly expressions.

Wingman can advance.

Their faces were all swollen, not to mention that they lost everything.

But the most exasperating thing is.

In their eyes, Wu Ershan, an honest man, was holding silver and counting back and forth in front of their eyes.

Murder and kill!

Wu Ershan was also the second most bet besides Li Sheng.

There are a full ten taels, and a hundred times that is 1000 taels.

1000 taels, to them, that is an astronomical figure!

Both Jebe and Lukai's eyes turned red.

The little man is proud!

"Thank you both for your help."

Wu Ershan thanked him with a smile, and he left after speaking, not giving Jebe and Lu Kai a chance to make trouble.

When thinking that Wu Ershan was still betting on his own instigation.

Jebe and Lukai were about to cry.

Do it yourself!

Wu Ershan's mood was like eating ginseng fruit, in one word, cool!

"It seems that I made the right choice to pass on the Pokong lance to Wuhuo."

Wu Ershan was very pleased.

Li Sheng not only brought great glory to the tribe, but also made himself the richest man in the Yiren tribe.

This can't help but make him feel very emotional in his heart.

"It seems that my clan brother must practice hard in secret, otherwise he will not be a blockbuster. It is not in vain that I trust him so much."

thought here.

Wu Ershan regretted for a while.

In fact, he secretly hid twelve taels, and he didn't dare to bet them at that time.

Sorry!