Chapter Three Seventy Four

The battlefield of life and death is full of people and busy traffic. Today is the day when the ghost and the Tiancun will fight in a victorious battle, and countless monks come here inexplicably.

Tickets alone were sold at sky-high prices, with the highest reaching a million low-grade soul stones. Even so, all tickets were sold out a few days in advance.

For this reason, Battlefield of Life and Death today cancelled all other competitions and sent many monks to maintain order. It is conceivable that Battlefield of Life and Death places the importance of this battle.

After all, this was the first time in the past few years that someone broke through a hundred consecutive victories, and there must be one. Such a grand event caused a sensation in the entire Lihuo Imperial Capital.

Even the three prominent families, even the emperor, have people to watch this life and death battle.

Many powers and families even secretly made up their minds, if possible, must draw the victorious person into their power.

"In less than three months, winning ninety-nine games in a row, has broken the highest record ever in the battlefield of life and death, and it only took less than half a year for the sneer blade. This ghost is another sneer blade."

"Who said no? At first, no one could appreciate the strength of the ghost. Who would have thought that he would achieve such a record, but I don't know whether the ghost is a free body or a slave to a certain family."

"Whether it is a free body or an existing slave, after this battle, as long as he wins, the ghost is completely free. If he is really a slave of a certain family, that family must regret his death."

"What do you regret? I still don't know if I can win, is Tianchou weak? You can reach Yum, there is no weak."

The crowd is full of hope for this fight, and they can't wait for the fight to begin immediately, and their blood has begun to boil.

Crazy Wolf and Xiao Jin stood in line in the crowd, Xiao Fan had already left quietly, even if it was a hundred games, Xiao Fan did not want to reveal his identity, and did not swagger into the battlefield of life and death.

He knew very well that even if he won, he would only be a warlord cultivator. In Lihuo Imperial Capital, it was still only a low-level existence, and many families and forces could easily kill him.

After all, the background of Lihuo Emperor Capital cannot be estimated by him. In the words of Crazy Wolf, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this city is very likely to be a powerful emperor.

In front of the ordinary war emperor, Xiao Fan may still have the power to protect himself, but facing the war emperor, he is like an ant, and a single thought can destroy him.

"Where is Xiao Fan?" They rushed to the enchanting blood and looked around. They saw the figures of Crazy Wolf and Xiao Jin, but they didn't see Xiao Fan.

The mad wolf was indifferent and stood in a daze.

"Naughty, what do you want to say, where is Xiao Fan going?" Qin Mengdie looked at the crazy wolf with anger.

"He has something to do, let's go first." The mad wolf recovered and spit out a cold word.

"Asshole, it's okay to watch the game, this is Yum's battle, and it's only good for him to watch it." The **** enchanting chest was ups and downs, and a piece of whiteness was about to come out.

The mad wolf was still very calm, as if not touched by anything outside.

His eyes looked at this vast battlefield of life and death. This was once the place where he had been glorious, but it was also the place that gave him the greatest shame in his life.

"The Ning family, when you sold our brothers as slaves to the battlefield of life and death, you never dreamed that we were still alive now. One day, my crazy wolf will become your Ning family's nightmare." It was extremely cold, his fist was slightly clenched, and there was a clicking sound.

After a while, the mad wolf condensed the killing intent in his heart and slowly recovered his calm.

After waiting for half an hour, everyone walked into the auditorium on the 3rd Arena of Life and Death, and when they looked around, their heads trembled and crowded.

The grandstand, which can accommodate 100,000 spectators, is full, and there are even many monks standing behind.

In the conference room, the purple-robed youth and the four elders all stared at the screen in front of them. Seeing the raging battlefield of life and death on the 3rd, the hearts of several people were quite uneasy.

After several years, finally someone is going to win a hundred games in a row.

"You said, who is more hopeful for Tiancun and Ghost?" The second elder couldn't help but speak.

The grand elder's face was extremely cold, no matter who won, it was the three elders' credit, he simply remained silent.

"The chance of Tianchou should be greater. In the first ninety-nine games, no one has ever forced him to display his full strength." The Fourth Elder said condensedly.

"Yes, Tian Can has grown step by step and has been honed in the battlefield of life and death for more than a year. His speed and kendo have reached the peak. If it were not for the restrictions of the rules, he had already broken through the battle royal realm." The second elder nodded.

"It's a pity that the ghost, or else it will be cultivated, it will definitely be a good seed, but it's a pity that the breakthrough is too fast, and the foundation is naturally not as solid as the natural disaster." The fourth elder nodded noncommittal.

"It's started." The Third Elder took a deep breath and looked at the top of the screen.

At the same time, the third place of life and death battle was there, and the host's voice sounded.

"Dear viewers, the long-awaited battle is finally here. Is your blood boiling? Today, the remnant and the ghost, no matter who wins, can create the highest record in the past few years. ~"

The host stretched his voice and stirred the heartstrings of the audience. Many people wished to rush to the host to give the host a meal. This guy grimaced.

"Knowing that you can't wait any longer, because I am also looking forward to the next battle. Next, I will invite our fighters to appear on stage." The host smiled and felt the angry eyes of the audience, so he didn't dare to say more. what.

"Now it’s Tiancan, Tiancan, one year and four months, ninety-nine consecutive victories. It was originally the highest record in recent years. Tiancan’s kendo was born for murder, without any fancy, but Swords and swords are deadly, in ninety-nine battles, no one can stop his ten swords!"

The host shouted loudly, mobilizing the passion of the audience.

As his words just fell, a figure in black came out, Tian Can was wearing a black mask, and his right arm sleeve was extremely empty. He was carrying a large iron sword, and the whole person exuded a king's Coercion.

"Tian Can, Tian Can!" For more than a year, Tian Can has countless **** fans. In their eyes, Tian Can will win today.

"The next one, the ghost who invited us, reached Yum! in three months, and created the fastest record of my life and death battle from the Fire Emperor. His sword is very sharp, his sword is very domineering, and his fist is very strong. Today, will he be able to kill Tianmao and claim the title of King of Yum victorious?"

The more the host spoke, the more excited he became. He was very fortunate that he hosted this game, which is an extremely rare reputation.

In the expectation of the crowd, Xiao Fan slowly walked onto the battle platform, walking very calmly, but his eyes were to notice the man with a broken arm in the distance, Tiancang.

At the same time, Tian Can's eyes also swept away, revealing a strong will to fight.

The two looked at each other in the air, and the two detached auras had collided together, and a storm of sword energy was set off in the center of the battle platform.

"Now I announce, fight, start!" the host shouted with all his strength.