Chapter 487: Sky Splitting Dragon!

While talking, the battle in Prisoner Arena was also approaching its climax.

Ye Wushuang looked down with both eyes, and in the prison arena, two figures flashed quickly. They were both strong men in the Yin-Yang realm, and their attacks were extremely terrifying. They used all their strength in this blow, trying to give the opponent a fatal blow, and walked out of the prison arena!

In one direction inside the cage, an old man in black robe was watching, waiting for the final result of the sentence!

"die!"

At the end of the battle, one of the burly young men roared hoarsely, and with a battle ax in hand, he slashed away heavily.

Another young man with curly hair swung his sword to block it.

Bang!

The tomahawk struck the sword, and a loud impact sound erupted, and the vast energy swept across the four directions. In the end, the young man with curly hair lost a bit and was blown away by the shock wave.

The burly young man took the opportunity to catch up and gave the strongest blow, killing the young man with curly hair. His body was torn in half by the battle axe, and the blood stained the ground. The scene was extremely cruel!

But for the people here, they have long been used to it. They shouted desperately, which was very exciting, and the blood made their blood boil!

Ho ho!

The burly young man also raised his battle axe, and let out a roar like a beast's roar, sweeping the audience.

On one side, Lan Xinyu frowned, unable to bear this cruel scene. As for Ye Wushuang, there was no fluctuation on his face. He had experienced endless life and death, and he was used to this cruel law of survival. , Being killed is one's own choice, and one cannot blame others.

Furthermore, the life of the weak is worthless in this world!

"In this match, Ba Yun wins and gets one hundred thousand spirit stones!"

The old man in black robe pronounced the sentence loudly.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones?"

Ye Wushuang narrowed his eyes, and exchanged life and death for one hundred thousand spirit stones!

Zhuang Hao explained: "Prisoners, every time they win a game, they will get a reward of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. There is another way, that is, through betting, before each prisoner's fight, the prisoner's comprehensive strength will be determined. Bet, if the bet wins, then the bet wins, of course, in doing so, the final profit is the arena."

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang turned to look at Zhuang Hao.

Zhuang Hao said with a smile: "Look around, there are more than 100,000 people who come here every day. Except for those who have VIP cards, the rest of the people have to pay one hundred spirit stones, and there are various fees, which add up to each other. It is a huge number, compared to a mere hundred thousand, it is nothing at all!"

Hearing Zhuang Hao's explanation, Ye Wushuang also knew that this arena is not easy. Although each battle requires one hundred thousand spirit stones, compared with what the arena earns, it is a drop in the bucket!

Boom!

At the same time, the old man in black robe below announced the result, and walked out leading another monster.

Roar!

A terrifying beast roar roared out, deafening!

A tyrannical and bloody breath erupted.

"This is the Demon King-level Sky Splitting Dragon!"

Looking at that terrifying monster, countless people shone with excitement. The Cracking Ground Dragon contains the blood of a dragon, possesses terrifying power and defensive ability, and is extremely terrifying!

"Empty Dragon, record, thirty games!"

The voice of the old man in black robe rang out, which immediately made people gasp.

Thirty games means that 30 powerful cultivators died in the mouth of the dragon that split the sky, and with the lives of 30 cultivators, this terrifying existence was cultivated!

"The prison fight starts now, the winner can get double rewards, 200,000 spirit stones!"

The old man in black robe continued.

"Two hundred thousand, for me, although it doesn't have much use, the Sky Splitting Dragon is a good training object."

Thinking to this point, Ye Wushuang looked down, without any hesitation, and shouted lightly: "This time, I'll do it!"

I come!

Although the voice was quiet, it fell into everyone's ears. Countless people looked over, their eyes narrowed, their eyes flashing with surprise, so young and handsome!

This small body, want to fight with the dragon prisoner in the cracked space?

In the life-and-death prisoner fight, all the powerful people have enough confidence to survive the prisoner's arena, so they dare to fight.

However, even so, thirty people died in the mouth of the Dragon Splitting the Sky. One can imagine how powerful and terrifying the Dragon Splitting the Sky is!

Otherwise, the reward will not be doubled!

It is precisely because of this that many people have not spoken out!

For ordinary people, there is only one dead end. When Ye Wushuang spoke, many people sighed secretly. It was another person who couldn't resist the temptation of the spirit stone and went to die!

"A pariah is a pariah, for the sake of a mere spirit stone, I will die, as expected, a life of pariah."

Among the crowd, a noble young man sneered disdainfully, fighting with the dragon prisoner in the cracked sky, purely looking for death!

Ye Wushuang turned his head and his eyes fell on the young man.

"Why, am I wrong?"

The noble young man smiled disdainfully.

"Challenges are allowed in the prison arena. If you don't accept it, let's go up together and have a try. Life and death prison fight!"

Ye Wushuang stared at the young man, and his faint voice spread to everyone's ears.

Suddenly, the noble young man's eyes froze and he didn't answer.

Life and death prisoners fight, one lives, one dies!

Every prison fight, the bloody scene of the body being torn apart, although excited him, also planted the seeds of fear in his heart.

He never thought that he would set foot in that place!

"You do not dare?"

Ye Wushuang stared at the young man and said coldly: "Zhan, you don't dare to fight, but you only open your mouth and bark, you don't have any courage, you are just useless, what right do you have to talk big and make noise here!"

The indifferent voice poured out, with a sarcastic tone, making the noble young man's gaze condense, feeling strange gazes from all directions, his eyes also became cold, staring at Ye Wushuang firmly.

There was nothing he could refute except to stare.

"waste!"

Ye Wushuang uttered two words coldly again, and walked forward without even looking at him, a waste of nobleman without any courage and blood!

"waste!"

Dongfang Youdi also wiped his nose, bared his teeth and said something to the young man, which immediately made the young man's face look ugly, a waste, dare to call him a waste!

However, at this moment, he couldn't find anything to refute!

"Damn untouchable, I hope you can survive from the cracking dragon!" In the end, the young man's eyes were on Ye Wushuang with a cold light.

When he came to Prison Arena, he was greeted by a depressing atmosphere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made Ye Wushuang frown.

Seeing Ye Wushuang walk in, the Sky Splitting Dragon let out a roar, and a fierce light flickered in the blood pupil.

The powerful demon king has opened up his spiritual wisdom, and even many of them have been able to transform into shapes. The Sky Splitting Dragon has spiritual wisdom, and it also knows that the young man who walked in is its enemy. If it can't kill Ye Wushuang today, then it will Die!

Therefore, its eyes are filled with endless violence!

Ye Wushuang stepped forward calmly, with a calm expression on his face, without any sign of nervousness!