The party at the center of the storm is none other than Meng Zhao's brother-in-law, Niu Dali, the murderer.
The Xiantian who came up to fight with him was a warrior from a small sect, Ji Chang.
In fact, there is no grudge between these two people, and there is no major conflict of interest or contradiction. The reason why they were provoked to fight in the big ring was mainly due to the dispute between Meng Zhao and Wei Ning.
The contradiction and conflict between the two people was just the beginning that day, but now it has spread. The fight between Niu Dali and Ji Chang is just a microcosm.
Around the ring, a dense crowd of people gathered together, like a tidal wave, bustling and murmuring, with thin voices of discussion coming and going. It was obvious that they all came after hearing the news and were eagerly looking forward to the battle between Niu Dali and Ji Chang.
Among them are ordinary Houtian warriors, innate warriors from sects and casual cultivators, as well as some warriors wearing the robes of Immortal Palace disciples, and some people specially opened a handicap to bet on the outcome of the two.
At this time, Meng Zhao said to Niu Dali in a remote and uninhabited corner,
"Brother Niu, it was my younger brother who got you into trouble. In fact, you don't need to pay attention to that person, just treat it as a barking dog.
Now that I have to compete with him in this ring, I feel uneasy!"
Niu Dali laughed, stroked the big gold ring hanging on his earlobe, and said confidently,
"Brother, what you said is wrong. Although that person was targeting you, he was still provoking me, Lao Niu. You saw what kind of attitude that bitch Wei Ning had towards me that day. I'm afraid he just wanted to use me.
Come kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
Hey, Lao Niu has killed a lot of people since his debut, and his reputation is not just bragging. Since he wants to step on Lao Niu to please Wei Ning, I will give him a chance."
When Niu Dali said this, although his tone was very relaxed, his piercing eyes were gleaming with murderous intent, and he obviously had murderous intentions for this Ji Chang.
Just as the medium-sized arena has an invisible mechanism that can kill people, the same is true for this large arena specially set up for the innate strong, except that the power of the Immortal Palace is everywhere here, making it more difficult to kill people.
Meng Zhao stopped being pretentious, nodded, remained silent for a moment, and said,
"I have already inquired about it. Although Ji Chang was born in a small sect, he has good luck. He once received the legacy of an ancient ancestor and developed the power of Tianyin Divine Thunder. Although he is only in the realm of Zhoutian Cycle
, but the combat power is extremely high, enough to rival a Qi-level master, Brother Niu, please don’t be careless.”
Niu Dali patted his chest as hard as marble,
"Brother, your eyes are wide open, look at me, old cow, how I torture and kill this clown who doesn't know his own abilities."
After the two of them finished speaking, they left this remote area, merged into the endless crowd that surged like a tide, and marched slowly towards the big arena.
Wherever they passed, the two of them were like two extremely sharp swords, cutting through thorns and thorns, cutting through waves. The people in front of them were intimidated by an invisible force, and involuntarily gave way to a blank road, and then looked at them with fiery eyes.
to them.
As one of the parties in the war, Niu Dali's name of killing Mingxing is still somewhat famous in the evil path.
The first is naturally his strong strength, and he has never suffered a defeat since his debut. The second is his unique style, which catches people's attention and makes him famous and well-remembered.
On the other side, Wei Ning and Ji Chang, who was about thirty years old and looked gloomy, behaved the same way.
The difference between Meng Zhao and Niu Dali is that it is Niu Dali who attracts everyone's attention, while Meng Zhao is often ignored by others and regarded as a young boy just joining in the fun.
After all, his face is too fair and childish, and his aura is deliberately restrained, making it easy for him to be looked down upon.
As for both Wei Ning and Ji Chang, it was Wei Ning who caught the eye all the time. The looks he looked at were mostly filled with fear, panic, and disgust. After all, as a moving nest of poisonous insects, no one would have anything against such a guy.
Good impression.
Although Ji Chang received a lot of attention, his strong aura and gloomy expression still won him the favor of many people, and even a few people who had placed heavy bets on him to win even gave words of encouragement.
If you win and the bicycle becomes a motorcycle, of course you must do your best to make the battle develop in the direction you want.
As an innate-level strongman, the struggle no longer only involves true energy, moves, spiritual confrontation, momentum confrontation, and the quality of the state, which will all affect the outcome of the final battle.
However, there are no absolute divisions in things in the world, and unexpected situations will always occur.
Compared with the other people who were radiant, there was a person who was among the crowd, who looked very ordinary and not unusual, and he was eyeing Meng Zhao. His expression was excited and full of resentment, and he was very afraid of being discovered by Meng Zhao.
, deliberately lowering his gaze.
He is about 20 years old, with mediocre facial features. He can be completely forgotten if he is thrown into a crowd of people. However, his eyes are like the moonlight on a late autumn night, clear, bright, and cold, as if shrouded in a layer of moonlight.<
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His breath fluctuates, sometimes like the sun in the sky, masculine and powerful, powerful and vast, sometimes weak like a candle in the wind, revealing a sense of emptiness.
"I didn't expect you to come here and hang out with the Murderer. You really have some aura.
It doesn’t matter, I made a miscalculation last time and fled in a hurry, almost losing my life. This time, I will let you completely fall into the fairy palace.”
Next to him was an innate-level expert. Seeing that he kept focusing on Meng Zhao, he couldn't help but be curious.
"Master Zhao, why do you keep staring at that boy? Although he looks more handsome, his aura is ordinary and there is nothing special about him. Do you know him?"
After thinking about it carefully, I think it is impossible.
This is a big shot in the Commoner League, in charge of the sphere of influence in several states in the north. Before, his martial arts skills were insufficient and he could only serve as an assistant to the previous envoy. Now that he has entered the innate realm and achieved great magic skills, he has begun to radiate his influence.
Come.
When he came to the Immortal Palace this time, after learning about the Demonic Association, Mr. Zhao deliberately came to look for opportunities to recruit experts and join the Commoner League.
Perhaps Mr. Zhao saw something extraordinary about this boy, so he wanted to make contact with him as one of his targets?
He is very clear innately. What a huge organization the Buyi League is, both good and evil. It is said that there are important people behind it who can influence the pattern of China. Although it has little reputation on the surface, secretly, its strength is far beyond the ordinary.
The aristocratic sect may be comparable to the Nine Surnames and Thirteen Families.
A smile appeared on the young man's lips and he nodded.
"You are right, not only do I know him, but you also know him.
Haven’t you heard of Meng Zhao, who has recently become famous in Lingwu City and dominates the area, known as the Dragon King, and is also called Northern Meng together with Nanshen?"
When the word Meng Zhao was mentioned, the innate warrior felt that Master Zhao's tone was a bit playful, as if he was mocking or scorning something, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.
However, this shocking revelation has shocked him into confusion, and he has no extra energy to explore the reason for Mr. Zhao's special tone.