God of Killing

The huge Sacred Stone Square was silent, and Mo Zhan's shouts seemed to still be echoing in the martial arts arena.

Shi Jian's majestic body shook slightly, his face was livid, his eyes were filled with monstrous rage, and he wanted to slap Mo Zhan in the center of the martial arts arena to death.

The eyes of everyone from the Beiming Family, the Ling Family, the Mo Family, and the Zuo Family all fell on Shi Jian. Many warriors around the martial arts arena also looked sympathetically at Shi Jian, who looked extremely ugly.

No matter who it is, everyone has seen the viciousness of the Mo family at this point, and also knows that the Mo family must have abnormal methods.

However, this is how a martial arts meeting is. Both sides use their own methods. As long as the rules of the martial arts arena are not seriously violated, no matter how miserable the loser is, no one will jump out and say anything.

Even the Shi family could only be angry at this time and had nothing to say. Naturally, other people would understand.

At this moment, Han Feng suddenly stepped forward from behind everyone in the Shi family, took a small note and came to Shi Jian's side, and whispered: "Master, someone asked me to send you a note."

Shi Jian took a deep breath and kept telling himself to calm down. He took a look at the note handed over by Han Feng, and his expression suddenly changed!

"The boys of the Mo family have all taken the Blood Yuan Pill refined by the alchemists of the Poison Dragon Valley of the Divine Bless Empire. The Blood Yuan Pill can double the strength of the Mo family boys in a short time! The price is that they cannot use force for a year. For the following competition, it is best to Don't continue, otherwise you will still suffer a disastrous defeat. The old man standing next to Mo Zhan is none other than the alchemist Bloody Hand of Poison Dragon Valley! Here comes Mu Xun."

Shi Jian looked gloomily and looked at the words on the note, finally knowing what the Mo family had done.

In order to deal with the Shi family, Mo Tuo killed three generations of the Shi family's descendants at the expense of his grandson's one-year hard training. Shi Tianluo and Shi Tianshen were seriously injured, and they would not be able to recover for at least three to five years. This practice is extremely vicious!

Shi Jian held the note with a gloomy expression and looked at Shi Yan hesitantly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

If there hadn't been the note sent by Mu Xun, Shi Jian might have sent Shi Yan to the end.

However, now that he has learned the truth and knows that Mo Zhan must have taken the Blood Essence Pill and his strength can be doubled during the battle, he does not dare to make a rash decision.

Mo Zhan himself is in the realm of the third innate heaven. After taking the Xueyuan Dan, his strength will definitely reach the realm of the human realm. It is possible for a warrior in the human realm to break Shi Yan's second stage of petrified martial spirit.

Shi Yan's exposure to martial arts was too short, and he took it for granted that Shi Yan lacked actual combat experience.

Under this situation, Shi Yan is likely to be defeated miserably, and Shi Yan possesses dual martial souls. In time, he will definitely become a strong man comparable to Bei Mingce and become the real hope of the Shi family's future.

If Shi Yan is defeated miserably and seriously injured after this battle, it will not only delay his path to becoming stronger, but may also devastate him.

The more he weighed the gains and losses, the more hesitant Shi Jian became, almost thinking of saving Shi Yan even if he was embarrassed.

Right now.

Zuo Shi walked slowly from Zuo's house holding a huge backpack.

Zuo Shi's breathtaking figure caused a stir inside and outside the martial arts arena. Many people looked at Zuo Shi in amazement, their eyes lingering on Zuo Shi's pair of straight legs.

Soon, Zuo Shi arrived at the Shi's house, stood next to Shi Jian, put the backpack in his hand on the Shi's table, and said softly: "Grandpa Shi, my grandpa asked me to lend him the Dragon Turtle Spirit Armor." You guys, I hope you win.”

After saying that, Zuo Shi looked away at Shi Yan and whispered: "You have to work harder."

After saying this, Zuo Shi shrank his head, hurriedly walked away from the Shi family, and returned to the Zuo family crowd.

Although people have arrived at Zuo's house, Zuo Shi's moving bright eyes have been staring at Shi Yan across the martial arts arena.

A layer of despair enveloped everyone in the Shi family.

The Shi family who didn't know about Shi Yan's condition were like this, and even Han Zhong, who knew that Shi Yan had broken through to the third level of innate heaven, was like this!

Comparing a warrior who has just broken through to the third level of the innate world with Mo Zhan who has been practicing hard for twenty years and has entered this state step by step and gone through many battles, it is clear at a glance which one is stronger.

What's more, the Mo family obviously used dirty tricks. As a result, the gap was as big as a gulf.

"Dragon Turtle Spirit Armor!"

Shi Jian's expression changed, and he felt a little more sure. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the note from Muxun to Shi Yan, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa is not sure, hey, you yourself Decide, if you find it difficult, then... give up."

When Shi Jian said the word "give up", he was exhausted and seemed to have aged many years.

Shi Yan looked indifferent and didn't show too much surprise from beginning to end. He took the note handed over by Shi Jian and just glanced at it lightly. His face was still as calm as before - he had already guessed that the Mo family was moving. What kind of tricks were done?

Before Shi Jian could say anything, Shi Yan jumped up and appeared directly in the center of the martial arts arena, saying calmly: "Shi Yan of the Shi family, who is in the realm of the third level of innate heaven, please enlighten me!"

There was a sudden uproar in the whole place!

The silent martial arts arena suddenly became more lively than the vegetable market. Many people looked at Shi Yan in shock and confusion.

"Who is this kid? Never heard of this guy in the Shi family?"

"Yeah, this guy never shows up in every martial arts competition? When did the Shi family have such a good fighter?"

"...Shi Yan, I see. Isn't he the young master of the Shi family who likes ancient literature? This guy has never practiced martial arts. I only know him because he always gets into trouble."

"Isn't it possible? I have never practiced martial arts, how can I have the cultivation level of the third level of innate heaven?"

"Who knows? But even if it is the third level of innate heaven, what can it do? Mo Qi is only in the second level of innate heaven. To deal with Shi Tianshu, who is in the third level of innate heaven, well, you have all seen the result. Shi Yan Guy, maybe Shi Jian couldn't afford to embarrass anyone, so he took him out to die."

"Yeah, hey, what a poor guy, he was sacrificed like this."

"..."

Around the martial arts arena, voices of discussion arose one after another. No warrior was optimistic about Shi Yan. After knowing his identity, they all believed that Shi Jian had no choice but to let him appear, and the result... was already doomed.

On the other side of Beiming's family, Beiming Shang also frowned slightly, turned around and asked a worshiper next to him, "What's going on with Shi Yan? Why is there no news about him? When did the Shi family have another one?" Did the boy who is in the realm of the Third Heavenly Heaven appear out of thin air?"

"The head of the family and his subordinates don't know either. Because Shi Yan has never had a Shi family martial spirit since he was a child and has never practiced martial arts, we didn't waste our energy on him. Who knows, who knows that he suddenly..."

"It's a bit weird." Bei Mingshang nodded, frowned and did not continue to ask.

Bei Mingce was slightly stunned, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He stared at Shi Yan and suddenly realized: "Huh? Isn't this the boy who drank with Han Zhong in Yingchun Pavilion a few days ago?"

Mu Yudie and Diyalan also recalled it, and nodded slightly at the same time. Diyalan looked at Shi Yan who was being discussed a lot in the martial arts arena from a distance, her pretty face was a little strange, and she whispered: "It's him .”

"He is dead." Bei Mingce shook his head and said nonchalantly: "No matter how lucky he was in the past, if he encounters Mo Zhan this time, he will either die or be disabled."

Mo Tuo was also stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "No matter where this bastard came from, I will never have the chance to see him again."

"Shi Yan, stuff!" Shi Jian shouted in the Shi family, his face extremely ugly, pointing at the "Dragon Turtle Spirit Armor" sent by Zuo Shi, and kept gesturing towards him.

"No need." Shi Yan glanced back at Shi Jian, shook his head gently, and then said to Mo Zhan with a smile: "When we were at Yingchun Pavilion, I said we would meet again. Now do you know who I am?"

"I know." Mo Zhan laughed wildly, "You are the one who came here to die! Haha, the Shi family really has no one, and they actually sent someone to study ancient Chinese! Hahaha, it really made me laugh to death!"

Shi Yan was not angry, and stood in the fighting arena with an indifferent expression, waiting.

"Ahem, Master Shi, you can withdraw your gambling funds." The person in charge of Yuantai shouted loudly.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

In this section of the Shi family, many of the Shi family's worshipers drank together, looking at Shi Jian one by one, shaking their heads.

They have all heard of Shi Yan's deeds. Although they don't know how Shi Yan entered the realm of the third innate heaven, they are all sure that Shi Yan will definitely lose this time! Maybe the defeat will be very ugly!

If the Shi family loses a lot of their gambling money in this battle, the Shi family will not only be completely defeated, but may even be unable to recover!

"Brother! No!" Shi Tie still pressed one hand on Shi Tianshen's body, but looked at Shi Jian shaking his head, "Brother! It's not worth it for such a small amount of glory! Tianluo and Tianyun have already compensated Now, we can’t get Shi Yan on board too! Let go, brother!”

Shi Yan could clearly hear the noise behind him, and after pondering for a moment, he turned around, looked at Shi Jian calmly, and said, "Grandpa, believe me!"

"good!"

Shi Jian, who was hesitating, saw the calm look on Shi Yan's face. For some reason, he actually chose to believe him, and suddenly shouted: "Phoenix City! The management rights of this city belong to my Shi family." Cede it out! As long as the Mo family wins, my Shi family will withdraw from Phoenix City immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar, and everyone started talking again.

Phoenix City is a big city in the Merchant Alliance. The Shi family has been operating in Phoenix City for decades and has deeply left its mark on Phoenix City.

It can be said that Phoenix City is the city with the most influence of the Shi family. Now Shi Jian has taken the management rights of Phoenix City to gamble. Is he crazy?

"Brother!"

"Master!!"

Everyone in the Shi family stood up from their seats, looked at Shi Jian in disbelief, and begged Shi Jian to take back his words.

"Stop trying to persuade me! I've made up my mind!" Shi Jian's stubborn temper came back, and he snorted with a straight face: "If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent! I'll bet on this!"

Everyone in the Beiming family and the Ling family also looked shocked, obviously they didn't understand.

Zuo Xu was stunned for a moment, sighed softly, and whispered: "Brother Shi really has no way out this time."

"Okay!" Mo Tuo suddenly stood up and shouted: "Don't go back on your word!"

"Take it!" Shi Jian took out the receipt from his clothes and handed it to the person in charge who came to collect it. He then shouted coldly: "Mo Tuo, your gambling money is not enough!"

"I'll add three more mines!" Mo Tuo said with a sullen face and a sneer: "It doesn't matter how many more mines you add to a sure-win competition. In the end, they all belong to my Mo family!"

Soon, the person in charge collected the Mo family's gambling money on the round platform, and then shouted violently: "The competition begins!"

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