The warm wind in Yangzhou North City seemed to blow away the heroic spirit of Li Luo overnight. Since he stepped into Yangzhou North City, he locked himself in Junyi Chamber of Commerce and practiced in seclusion. As for other errands, he handed over to Li Yi to deal with.

Li Nianluo stood outside the square, the sun was scattering in the open space in front of him, and the heat waves rushed over.

Just outside the hall, a bone age arena with a radius of 100 meters stands there, surrounded by bans.

"What is that?"

There are many tourists in Yangzhou North City, Qijian Square, and I feel that the bone age arena is very abrupt, and the prohibitions on it have not been completed. This shows how anxious the person who is doing the ring is.

On the ring, the ring of life and death, four big characters are dazzling.

"The life and death arena, suck, this is the legendary life and death ring. China does not have such a barbaric ring. Only the battlefield of gods and demons, with the same bone age, the qualifications are determined by the level of the heroes, and life and death are determined by heaven."

Li Nianluo was so upset by the challenged monsters and monsters that he simply moved the life and death ring on the battlefield of gods and demons to China. This is big news.

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds... Good things don't go out, strange things spread thousands of miles away. This news is like a dripping water pouring into boiling oil, and tincture oil splashes in an instant.

Li Yi's words were naturally unbelievable, and Arilang volunteered: "Mr. Luo, I'll go and have a look."

Li Luo nodded, and Senior Sister Han Li walked forward happily and asked, "What do you think?"

Arirang casually said, "Just go to the ring to see."

Li Luo has to admire Senior Sister Han Li's care. Li Luo ignored that Arirang was a martial arts fanatic and Arirang resisted the beating, but the seventeen-year-old Arirang is definitely not the opponent of the seventeen-year-old Li Nianluo. It has a magical arrow body. Perhaps Arirang can't even get close to him.

Hu Ling'er said on the side: "What kind of life and death arena? Who can have nine lives? I know that young people are so bragging about it, but this is in China, not the Scouts of the Swords, nor the nanny camp. If you go, Mr. Luo will have fewer opponents from now on. If you break it, I will go to the grave to toast you..."

"Ah..." Arirang, face, purple, purple!

"Don't be careless. Li Yi, please wait and see if it's a mule or a horse to pull it out, and you'll know if it's true or false!"

Li Luo died in his previous life. He would not be careless in this life. Guan Yu lost Jingzhou with carelessness. He would not, let alone Arilang was his right-hand man and he could not afford to lose.

"Lei Lu, inform Tong Yuan to leave the brigade and meet with us as soon as possible!" Li Luo was truly relieved that the only gun prodigy Tong Yuan. Apart from his own actions, he was the only one who could suppress Li Erlang!

Alas, talent is rare, you can’t afford to lose! “Ah…”

Li Luo felt that Arilang, a dull boy, could still teach him well, so he took him with him and asked him to practice with him and teach him every now and then.

If you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of one. It is easy to get a general in a thousand troops. Li Luo has only a few confidants in his bag, and half of them cannot afford to lose.

In Qijian Square, there was finally the first person to eat crabs.

Li Nianluo glared!

Then he was shocked by a scream.

A mercenary with a bearded face, whose strength was suppressed. When he was seventeen years old, he shivered all over and then screamed and jumped off the ring.

This is a scream from an imbalance, and the sharpness makes people want to cover their ears.

The companions of the Sword Cat Mercenary Group were also frightened, and he said angrily: "Chen Zhong!"

Are you crazy in front of everyone?

Chen Zhong was kneeling in front of the leader of the Sword Cat Mercenary Group at this moment. He slowly turned around, and the expression on his face seemed to have encountered a ghost.

"Captain..."

The sound was like a woman who was breaking in by a man while taking a shower, and it was still sharp.

Chen Jian resisted the urge to cover his ears and frowned: "It's embarrassing to see you, get out."

A mercenary had long been dissatisfied with Chen Zhong's favor, so he took the lead.

"The leader is here! Silence! Coward!"

Seeing that Chen Zhong was in a state of dismay, the mercenary said, "What made you in a state of dismay? Let me try it too..."

"puff!"

The mercenary tried it, his feet became weak, and then he jumped off the ring.

"die!"

It was already up, and Li Nianluo took care of him. He lifted the body aside. The mercenary died with his eyes open and blood was overflowing from his mouth.

Li Nianluo ignored him. When he kicked the body off the ring, Chen Jian came when he was about to turn around.

The Swordmao Mercenary Group is ranked in the top ten in Yangzhou City. The regiment commander Chen Jian and military advisor Chen Mao have started from scratch and walked to today's situation step by step. They are definitely not good.

I've seen it.

I also think his chin is too wide.

Why did he appear here?

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but grab the telescope, and his vision changed again.
Chapter completed!