But after Yang Kai waited and watched for a while, he found that Ding Si should not be a problem in winning this battle, and his strength was obviously higher than his opponent.

This is true. After fighting fiercely for a while, the opponent's momentum gradually faded. Ding Si took a good opportunity and flashed forward. Two daggers passed through the dazzling light in his hand, and passed by his opponent.

The battle ended, Ding Si turned around, but a red blood line oozed out of his opponent's neck, and then blood gushed out like a fountain, and powerful force rushed out the head high.

The headless corpse shook slightly and fell to the ground with a bang.

Angry flame laughed and threw his hand. A heaven and earth were thrown into the field. The great power of heaven and earth that the dead fifth-grade Kai Tianyi was instantly swallowed by heaven and earth and sealed it.

Ding Si held the earth in his hands, and his short body moved and flickered a few times. He came to Nuyan, lowered his head and said, "Master!"

The rage flame took the heaven and earth, smiled and nodded: "Very good!"

Langya, who was standing beside him, looked ugly. Although he had several Mozang under his command, he was hard-won. Now he lost one, which made him not feel distressed.

The face twitched slightly, and the wolf teeth whispered: "Come again!"

Nu Yan teased: "Why don't you forget it, fight again next day?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Langya had just lost a Mo disciple, so why was she willing to stop like this? She pointed to a strong middle-aged man beside her and said, "Go!"

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard this and flashed toward the basin.

Langya looked at Nuyan again, looking provocative: "If you are afraid, just leave and don't force you!"

The Mo clan is also very proud. In the eyes of everyone, how could Ao Yan say the word "fear"? He snorted gently and his eyes turned around on A and B. The opponent was dispatched by the sixth-grade Motu. He only had two men under him, A and B.E. He pondered for a moment and raised his chin slightly: "Go."

Jia Yi was silent and clasped his fists, turned around and stepped into the battlefield.

In the basin, two sixth-grade mob disciples had already stood firm and did not attack each other immediately, but instead held their fists to greet each other.

As the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, the two of them seemed to have agreed, and each used magical and secret techniques to bombard each other.

This battle was as fierce as it was, and each other was merciless. Many secret techniques shone brightly, and the great power of heaven and earth collided endlessly.

Yang Kai watched for a while, but could not tell which one was better or worse. These two sixth ranks were undoubtedly from the world of blessings and were almost the same as the first game he had seen before. It would take some luck to who would win in the end.

He turned his head and looked at Ding Si.

After the battle just now, Ding Si consumed a lot, but fortunately he did not suffer too serious injuries. Moreover, because he had already played one game, even if there was another battle, it had nothing to do with him. Ding Si swept away his previous nervousness and his expression became relaxed.

Seeing Yang Kai's gaze, Ding Si took the initiative to explain: "This is a gambling battle between the Mo tribe. It's very common. If you look at it more, you may not be sure to be in battle in the future."

"What did that person just said about life and death?" Yang Kai asked in a low voice, "What's the difference?"

Ding Si replied: "Literally, a fight to the death means never ending. For example, the fight we just now is the battle, and the battle to the present is also the battle to determine the outcome. The slaves of our masters are actually the bet of a fight to the death. If any side loses and dies, the great power of the world of Xiao Qiankun will be obtained by the winner. In the fight to the death, both sides need to make an agreement on the bet in advance, such as betting on the belongings of us, the mo disciples, or simply betting on ink coins."

Yang Kai nodded slightly to express his understanding.

"You just said that this kind of gambling is very common among the Mo tribe?"

Ding Si shrugged: "That's true. Haven't you seen so many people gathered here? Everyone is here to gamble. The Mo tribe likes this very much. If the Mo disciples under him are strong enough, they can earn a lot of benefits for the master. And even though we are the master's slaves, many times, the strength of the slave's strength also symbolizes the master's face. Only when the water rises can the boat rise."

Yang Kai clasped his fists and said, "I've been taught."

Ding Si waved his hand and said it was okay, but his brow suddenly frowned and looked at the battle below.

After a while, the battle below seemed to have some unexpected changes. The two sides, who were originally equal in strength, now had a clear distinction between the superiority and inferiority.

Jia Yi was defeated step by step under the opponent's crazy attack.

The expression of An Yan suddenly became nervous, but instead, the wolf teeth standing next to him grabbed a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had succeeded in his plan.

"Ming Wangtian's people!" Ding Si suddenly shouted softly, his voice was neither loud nor small, and he seemed to be talking to Yang Kai, but in fact he was explaining to Nu Yan, "Ming Wangtian's people are mainly practicing the body, and we are all deceived by him!"

Yang Kai also saw that in the basin, Jia Yi's opponent was obviously from Ming Wang Tian.

He had contacted Ming Wang Tian, ​​a sixth-grade Kaitian named Xu Wang in the Broken Heaven. Later, a seventh-grade Kaitian named Yusou came to Broken Heaven and captured the Blood Crow God.

The warriors of Ming Wangtian are extremely strong in their body. When fighting with others, they basically do not use secret treasure techniques. Their bodies are the most powerful secret treasure techniques.

But at the beginning of the battle, Jia Yi's opponent actually competed with him with secret techniques, so no one could see this.

This was obviously the opponent's plan. As a result, Jia Yi was still immersed in the victory or defeat of the secret technique, but the opponent rushed to him fiercely and caught him off guard.

A battle at the level of the sixth-grade Kaitian is fatal, and life and death are only between the front lines.

Once Jia fell into a disadvantage, he was beaten by the enemy in a very short period of time and had no power to fight back. He wanted to distance himself from his opponent, but the opponent was like a shadow, like a maggot on his tarsal bone. It was obvious that he wanted to use his own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

"You are cheating!" Nu Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at Langya, gritting his teeth and whispering.

Langya laughed and said, "The Mo Tu fights, what's the point of not cheating? It's because your people are too weak!"

The angry flames looked fire-blown, but he didn't know that he had fallen into someone else's trick. Langya first lost to him by a fifth-grade Kaitian, and sent a sixth-grade to participate in the battle. It was obvious that he had dug a hole and let him jump into it.

Although the lower basin covers an area of ​​dozens of miles, the space for maneuvering is still too small for the struggle in Kaitian Realm and cannot be used at all.

If you fight in the void and have enough space, A Yi may not fall into such a situation.

But in such an environment, whoever has strong ability to attack at short distances will gain the advantage!

Both the Mo tribe and the Motu clearly know that in this gambling arena, the Motu, who was born in Ming Wangtian, has an absolute advantage, especially after they are close to each other, they can almost be said to be invincible.

No one can defeat the Motu of Ming Wang Tian in such an environment, unless they themselves.

So in this gambling arena, Mo Tu, who was born in Ming Wang Tian, ​​is very popular. If someone sends Mo Tu, who is born in Ming Wang Tian, ​​basically no one will fight.

Langya's previous anger made Nu Yan send out his strongest sixth-grade first-class A without thinking too much. As a result, he found that the situation was not right now, and only then did he realize that he had fallen into someone else's trick.

However, it was too late to regret at this moment. The Motus entered the gambling arena and it was impossible to leave without a single result.

Jia Yi is indeed very powerful. At its peak, it is very likely that he was a seventh-grade Kaitian. However, his opponent is also powerful and unreasonable. Facing the many secret techniques that Jia Yi bombarded, he did not dodge or avoid, and rushed head-on, like a crazy beast.

Jia was stunned by this style of fighting, and there were restrictions in the basin. He could not let go of his hands and feet at all, and his strength was greatly reduced.

Ding Si suddenly sighed: "A is over!"

Although he only has the fifth-grade Kaitian cultivation level, his eyesight is still there. He is not the only one who sees the situation in the field. Those with a little judgment know that Jia Yi is just struggling to death. He is also a mourner who is angry. Seeing Jia all over, he can't help but feel sad.

The face of Fu Yan became more and more ugly, but Langya smiled very happily. The heaven and earth in his hand were ready, throwing it around, ready to throw it down at any time to seal the dispersed power of heaven and earth.

This scene made Nu Yan's heart even more angry.

Watching the battle in the middle, Yang Kai looked sad, but he was helpless and felt extremely frustrated.

After a long period of time, Jia Yi was finally broken through the defense line by his opponent and approached him. Although he fought hard, he was still unable to fight against his opponent's bombardment with his iron fists.

Blood spilled into the void, and the body-protecting force was smashed to pieces. Even the protective secret treasure was smashed to the dim light. The fist hit the body hard, and the momentum of the armor weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A loud bang came out, and blood mist was flying all over the sky.

Jia Yi's body disappeared and had already exploded and died. The opponent landed lightly in the center of the field, covered in blood. There were his own and Jia Yi's body, which looked extremely ferocious.

There were cheers everywhere.

The Mo tribe was obviously very satisfied with this bloody scene.

Langya threw out his own world and swallowed the great power of heaven and earth that originally belonged to Jia Yi. He immediately turned his head and looked at Fu Yan: "The third scene?"

Fu Yan remained silent, and his already dark face was now even more like the bottom of a pot.

He won the first game, but it was just a battle between the fifth grade.

He lost a sixth rank in the second game. The deal lost a lot, which made him feel as uncomfortable as if he had picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelon.

Nu Yan wants to invite him to play the third game, so how will he agree?

If it weren't for Yang Kai, he had only four Mo Tu, but fortunately he picked up one on the way to Qianfengling. Otherwise, the loss this time would have made him feel distressed for many years.

Motuo is not so easy for them to obtain. First, they must save their lives on the battlefield, and secondly, they must use their power to mourn those human warriors.

Even if it is ink, it may not be successful.
Chapter completed!