Chapter 6

This is not the first time that the wind devil has done such a thing as killing the weak to please the audience and stimulate gambling.

He is not short of money. He just likes to kill people. He has the thrill of dancing on the tip of a knife.

The wind devil licked his mouth and disdained to say, "I don't know where the country boy came from. He doesn't know how to live or die and wants to challenge me!"

"A weak person like you is destined to be the soul of my sword!"

Hearing the wind devil's words, ye Xu suddenly raised his hand, which means calling the referee.

"Sure enough, it's a country boy. I'm afraid," the wind devil said contemptuously. "Go home and find your mother to drink milk. This is not where you should come. Get out!"

With that, the wind devil turned and left. In his eyes, ye Xu was frightened by his murderous spirit and planned to escape on the spot.

The audience was disappointed for a while, and the people who bet against the wind devil were even more abusive. This smelly boy affected their interest.

"What's the matter?" the referee's tone was cold and contemptuous. If you don't have the courage, don't come to the arena. What kind of man is escaping on the spot.

Ye Xu was still indifferent and not disturbed by foreign objects: "I want to confirm that it doesn't matter to kill each other in the arena?"

"Yes." the referee said, "so you are afraid of being killed and intend to escape. What a coward!"

Ye Xu turned and ignored, staring at the arena.

"Qiang" of a sword, the light, cold light linglie.

Ye Xu's momentum is rising. He holds the Jiujie sword and his eyes are firm, just like the God of war.

He smiled: "wind devil, give you two choices, either roll or die!"

The voice is full of breath and can be heard by the whole audience.

In an instant, the audience and the referee almost dropped their chin.

"Is this boy crazy? He's provoking the wind devil!"

"In the dual realm of refining Qi, the wind devil is an invincible existence!"

"The last person to talk to the wind devil like this, the bones don't know which random burial post!"

The wind devil has dominated the arena for many days and has long established an invincible image in people's hearts.

Why does Ye Xu dare to let the wind devil either roll or die?

The audience was excited. It turned out that the smelly boy in the black hood was not a coward, but an idiot.

Otherwise, how can you provoke the wind devil? It's stupid.

The enraged wind devil will never let him go. Now there's a good play.

"The weak dare to talk to me like this. I'll kill you with a knife!"

"Wind devil sickle!"

The wind devil's face was gloomy and shouted. A sickle shadow appeared behind him. He shook a sickle and looked fierce like a wolf.

Ye Xu's eyes flashed a trace of surprise. Originally, he thought that Wu Xiaotian was called the wind devil because he had the wind element and martial spirit.

Now it seems that it's actually a weapon soul.

It can be said that the martial spirit of Dao type is very strong among the martial spirits.

The cold light of the wind devil sickle was sharp, like death. As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, he attacked Ye Xu like a shell.

"Qiang!"

Qingming sounded. Ye Xu's feet touched the ground, stable as a rock, and raised his sword to block the attack of the wind devil.

The two blades intersected, and the surging spiritual power in Ye Xu's body surged out. With one effort, he beat the wind devil back several steps.

Ye Xu looked up and said with a smile, "didn't you say you killed me with a knife?"

"Don't be complacent! I only used 30% of my strength!" the wind devil's eyes were as fierce as a wolf. He was angry and shouted: "next, I'll try my best!"

After saying that, the wind devil crossed the sickle in front of him, emitting a strong aura. The air flow in the arena was surging and the wind was loud.

"This is the famous martial art of the wind devil, killing ten waves!" the sharp eyed audience immediately shouted.

Like kung fu, martial arts also have heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang levels. Ten wave killing is the low level of Huang level. It can be compared with the middle level of Huang level. Its power is extraordinary!

"The so-called ten wave killing is like a ferocious wave. One hit after another. Each hit is more powerful than the previous attack, and the final increase is at least a hundred times!"

"That boy is over!"

……

Ye Xu ignored the exclamation on the field. He calmly observed every move of the wind devil.

At this time, the wind devil shouted and attacked like a hurricane!

"One kill! Two kill! Three kill!"

The roar of the wind devil was intertwined with the clang of the collision of weapons, and the audience clapped their hands.

Ye Xu still kept a calm look. In a knife light moment, ye Xu raised his sword and boldly met him!

The wind devil showed a smile that he was determined to win. Although a kill was weak, it became stronger and stronger at the back. It was impossible for anyone to take the tenth kill!

This is his mace. Ye Xu is dead!

The wind devil accelerated the attack, and saw the knife light as an intertwined thunder net, murderous and cold!

"... eight kills! Nine kills!"

"The tenth kill!"

The impact of the explosion shook the earth and raised countless dust.

The swords of both sides collided with each other.

Click.

The wind devil looked at the broken sickle in horror, sweating.

His weapon was smashed by Ye Xu!

The dust settled slightly, and the wind devil looked up and saw Ye Xu standing still, undamaged!

How is that possible? He did his best!

The wind devil widened his eyes and set off a storm in his heart.

Ye Xu shrugged and said, "this is your strength? It's too weak for people to be interested."

Ye Xu dropped the Jiujie sword to the ground. With Ye Xu's movement, the sword tip left a deep mark on the dust.

"What are you doing? I admit defeat!" seeing ye Xu coming like him, the wind devil was surprised and asked.

"Admit defeat?" Ye Xu mocked at the corners of his mouth. "When you fought with those weaker than you, did they admit defeat and beg for mercy? Besides, I said, either roll or die. You have missed the time to roll, only one death!"

Listening to Ye Xu's murderous words, the wind devil couldn't help retreating and said, "you can't kill me! Those people should be killed by me if they are weak, but I'm different. I'm the son of Wu's steward. I come out in anonymity to experience and have a noble status. How can I compare with those Dalits. If you don't kill me, I'll give you the post of chief bodyguard of Wu's family. The scenery is infinite!"

"Bodyguard chief?" a sneer appeared at the corners of Ye Xu's mouth.

The wind devil thought Ye Xu was moved and quickly seduced him: "my Wu family is one of the four families in Yunzhong town. It is powerful. As long as you are loyal to me..."

The more the wind devil said, the more confident he was, and his face was full of smiles.

He is the son of the Wu family. He has a high status. He is a boy who has never seen the world. How can he control power? He will have to be his dog for his use.

Before he finished, a cold light flickered, thin blood lines flowed out of his throat, and then blood bloomed.

The wind devil covered his neck and stared at Ye Xu unbelievably. He fell to the ground with no breath.

His eyes were filled with deep doubts. To his death, he didn't understand why Ye Xu knew his identity and dared to kill him?

Ye Xu turned his head coldly, but the son of the Wu family is so arrogant, arrogant and disgusting.

The weak should be killed?

You deserve to die if you're humble?

Everyone is from weak to strong, from humble to tall. The wind devil just enjoys the legacy of the Wu family's ancestors and wantonly insults others.

In today's fighting, if the loser is Ye Xu, the wind devil will not let him go at all, but will only aggravate the insult.

Such an inhumane man, let alone the son of a mere steward, even if he is the son of an elder, ye Xu must kill him!