Chapter 2495 Crazy Old Man

(The third one is coming!)

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This city is very large, and Jian Wushuang's soul power can only cover a small area, and there is no aura of a powerful god.

"That old monster Feng is acting very strangely. I have just asked, and he seems to be in the arena now." Yun Zhen said.

"The arena?" Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he nodded slightly, "Then ask Sect Master Yun to wait here for a while, I will go to see him first, if he is willing to exchange Zijinsha directly to me, it can save a lot of money. But if he is unwilling to hand it over... Then I will ask Sect Master Yun to join me and force him to hand it over with absolute strength."

"No problem." Yun Zhen agreed very readily.

Obtaining the second drop of Purple Sands for Jian Wushuang was the scope agreed before, and Yun Zhen of course had to contribute.

Jian Wushuang immediately headed for the city ahead, and soon came to a giant arena in the center of the city.

The arena is vast enough to accommodate millions of people at the same time. In the huge martial arts arena in the center, there are two chaos gods and demons fighting frantically there.

The fighting in the arena of Luo Weiyu is endless and insane. Only one cultivator must die before the battle will end.

Because of this, this arena attracts many practitioners.

Like now, around the Martial Arts Arena, countless practitioners sat there, screaming and roaring wildly.

And one of them was the most fierce.

It was a sloppy old man in a tattered black robe, his hair was messy, his body was dirty, and he looked like a beggar.

"Haha, disciple, come on, kill him!!"

"Don't mess with him, just turn his head off!"

"Suppress, suppress him, don't embarrass the old man!"

This sloppy old man had the loudest and most piercing voice, which attracted many practitioners around him to look at him.

Jian Wushuang appeared in the arena and glanced at the sloppy old man.

"He, is that old wind monster?"

Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly. Although this sloppy old man did not look like a strong man from his appearance to his behavior, Jian Wushuang could perceive it very clearly. There were many practitioners in the arena, but this sloppy old man was the only one. The aura hidden on his body is extremely powerful, and he is obviously a genuine god-respected powerhouse.

As for the two people who were fighting on the martial arts field, a burly and sturdy man seemed to be the disciple of the old wind.

"Send his disciples to this arena to fight for life and death, and he is not afraid of his own disciples being killed?" Jian Wushuang murmured in his heart.

He could see that Old Monster Feng's disciple was just a second-class god and demon, and his combat power was average, not so powerful. His opponent was also a second-class god and demon, and he continued to fight like this. Not sure who will live in the end.

However, luck seemed to be on the side of Old Feng Wei's disciple, and in the end, he narrowly won.

His opponent's head was directly blasted by him, but his own shoulder was also pierced by three fingers, leaving three blood holes, and his complexion was extremely pale.

"Haha, I won, I won again!!" Old Monster Feng immediately burst into ecstasy, and the whole person seemed insane.

In a corner of the arena, a middle-aged man with a fat body and an extremely greasy complexion turned gloomy.

"Director, this person has won three games in a row, and the wins are still the gods and demons of our arena, and the crazy old man who calls the most fiercely should be this person's master. He beats a lot in every game. In the beginning, the divine power was on his disciple, and after three games, we lost a lot." A black-clothed waiter beside him respectfully said.

"How much did you lose in total?" the fat middle-aged man asked coldly.

"The mad old man had a thousand drops of Absolute Beginning's divine power in the first game. After winning the second game, he had another 2,000 drops, and the third game had 4,000 drops. After winning all three games, this mad old man alone, we would Losing 7,000 drops of divine power in the beginning is not considered to be suppressed by others." The black-clothed waiter said.

"Seven thousand drops of primordial power,

Wouldn't it be equivalent to all the net worth of the peak gods and demons one by one? "The fat middle-aged looked ugly," stared at the two of them, and after the two of them left the arena, they directly killed them, and took back all the lost divine power and their Qiankun Ring. "

"Yes." The waiter in black immediately went down to make arrangements.

Open a huge arena in the nine cities of Luoweiyu, and the annual net profit is terrifyingly high.

But the reason for such a high profit is that in addition to the interests on the surface, there are also some special means in the dark.

Just like now, the seven thousand drops of divine power in the beginning are already worthy of secret use of some means in this arena.

Soon, Old Monster Feng left the arena with his disciples.

Not long after coming out of the arena, it was on the street.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

More than 20 figures surrounded Feng Laoguai and the two.

"Master."

The burly man's expression changed. He was only a second-class god and demon, but now all the people who appeared in front of him were strong in the gods and demons. Among them, there were six second-class gods and demons, and there was even one The existence of first-class gods and demons.

"Old guy, obediently hand over all the divine power you won from the arena in the beginning, as well as your Qiankun ring, and I can spare you from dying." The first-class god and demon shouted coldly.

"Hehe, sure enough, there is no free lunch in this world, but the old man's head was hit by your idea. It's really stupid." Old Monster Feng sneered.

Swish!

His figure moved suddenly, and a black figure flashed across the street.

After a while he was back in place.

The burly man looked around blankly, but found that the more than 20 people around him, including the six second-class gods and demons and the first-class gods and demons, all fell down.

Blood flowed all over the place.

The burly man was horrified at first, but then ecstatic.

He knows that he is right with his master, and his master is definitely an earth-shattering super powerhouse, most likely a peak god and demon, no, maybe stronger!

"Teacher, let's go." Old Monster Feng said.

The burly man immediately nodded and walked forward.

But after only two chapters, Old Monster Feng's pace stopped again.

"Huh?" Old Monster Feng raised his head, only to find that on the street ahead, a young man with a long sword on his back walked slowly with his arms around his arms.

"There are still people?"

There was also a hint of surprise in Old Monster Feng's heart.

He just swept the power of the soul around, but he did not find the existence of this person.

And although the person in front of him looked extremely young, he gave him a feeling of being invisible.

This made Old Monster Feng even more surprised.

Finally, the sword-wielding youth walked in front of Old Monster Feng.

"Senior Feng, hello."

Jian Wushuang shouted with a hint of humility on his face.

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