C109 Got into a big trouble (2)

Hearing Ye Minghua's words, Zhao Mingzhe's expression turned cold. When the two men suddenly appeared, not only did Zhao Mingzhe not realise it, even Xiao Meng who was always inside Zhao Mingzhe's sleeves did not warn him in advance!

This only meant one thing, the two of them were extremely strong, and it had long surpassed Zhao Mingzhe and Xiao Meng's senses. Furthermore, these two men were Ye Minghua's backers, if not, Ye Minghua would not have suddenly become so strong.

Speaking of which, Ye Minghua could definitely be considered as extremely smart. Last night in the meditation room, Ye Minghua purposely appeared very weak to gain Zhao Mingzhe's sympathy. After arriving at the center of the imperial city and threatening Zhao Mingzhe with what happened last night, he came all the way here and when the two men appeared and Ye Minghua was sure that he was completely safe, he became extremely unyielding again.

In Zhao Mingzhe's heart, he couldn't help but feel that he had been used. Looking at Ye Minghua's graceful back, Zhao Mingzhe coldly opened his mouth and said:

"I've already said that I will try my best to do what you want me to do. This can also be considered as compensation to you, but I am very annoyed by the unknown usage of others. Let's get straight to the point, in the end …"

Before he even finished speaking, Ye Minghua coldly said:

"You still feel wronged?" What happened last night that I don't know, who am I to seek justice with? You don't have the right to listen to any explanations right now. Either you will know what to do when you reach the place, or you will die now. "

After a moment of silence, Zhao Mingzhe nodded and said coldly:

"Alright, I admit defeat. It's my friend who is in the wrong, but I hope that you can keep your promise. After doing this, we owe each other nothing! "

It was as if Liao Qiu Chan had discovered something new in the world as she asked Ye Minghua curiously.

"Little sister Ming Hua, what's going on? "I don't get it no matter what …"

"You shut up too! From last night to now, I have been very angry. If you continue to provoke me, you have to bear the consequences! "

Hearing Ye Minghua's cold words, Liao Qiu Chan curled his lips, but in the end, he did not say anything more. As for Wang Ji and Wang Li, they did not dare to offend Ye Minghua who was on the verge of exploding.

They silently walked forward for a while. Zhao Mingzhe saw a space of a few thousand square meters appear in front of him, in the middle, there was a huge stage. And around the stage, there was a profound iron fence.

Around the arena, there were already many people gathered there. Around them, there were also circular buildings that were three stories tall, and each of them had their own room.

In his heart, Zhao Mingzhe recalled his experience as a spy in his previous life. At that time, in order to gain the trust of the drug lord, Zhao Mingzhe had once fought in the Golden Triangle in an underground boxing match, which was also the legendary Black Punch.

Listening to what Ye Minghua said before, he was most likely being forced to fight a "Black Fist"!

At this time, in the cage-like arena, two cultivators were madly fighting with swords and sabers.

It was obvious that these two had been fighting for some time. Their bodies were covered with wounds and blood flowed all over the ground. The spectators around them were constantly shouting with excited expressions.

In the next moment, two inhumane roars suddenly came from the stage. The sword wielding cultivator stabbed out from the side and instantly severed the arm of another cultivator. Fresh blood splattered everywhere!

However, it was also at this moment that the long saber in the injured person's hand howled and beheaded the swordsman. Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and the stench of blood continuously spread out.

Amidst the crowd below the stage, there were people cheering loudly, shouting out that it was good to kill. There were also a few people who had expressions of regret on their faces, repeatedly saying that they had suffered a loss, a loss.

Zhao Mingzhe immediately came to his senses. This should be a life and death battle with the nature of gambling!

At this moment, the cultivator on the stage whose arm had been cut off was not happy at all from her victory. Instead, she was somewhat terrified as she howled:

"I can still fight, I can still fight …"

Just as he shouted out twice, a shrill sound of an arrow piercing through the air came from the third floor. The man didn't even have time to react before the arrow pierced through his forehead and he died in the cage of the arena.

Seeing everything that was happening before his eyes, Ye Minghua's beautiful face revealed an expression that was somewhat unbearable. But after taking a glance at Zhao Mingzhe, Ye Minghua's expression turned cold once again.

Liao Qiu, with her heavy makeup on, was filled with excitement, as if she enjoyed watching this kind of bloody battle. On the other hand, Wang Ji and Wang Li's faces were pale, as if they were about to vomit at any moment.

Liao Qiu Chan looked at Zhao Mingzhe and spoke disdainfully:

"You dog, you see, this is the slave arena, and the arena of the dead is the slave arena. Speaking of which, your fate is also not good. Not only did you provoke the Little sister Ming Hua, you even spoke rudely to me.

Zhao Mingzhe frowned and ignored Liao Qiu.

Ye Minghua coldly said:

"Last night, I went to find a suitable person to fight a barbarian to the death with. Unfortunately, your friend had too much to do, so this matter can only be done by you. In my opinion, you and that barbarian's evil slave deserve to die!"

Zhao Mingzhe was helpless in his heart. He really did look for trouble and got himself into trouble, but he did not know the strength of the barbarian man. With his current inner demons, how could he possibly beat up the barbarian?

Just as he thought of this, Ye Minghua continued:

"I can remind you that the barbarian is a Third Stage Martial Disciple. However, he is said to be invincible in the realm of the Pulse Cultivation." If you have the ability, kill him. I won't cause you any more trouble, but if you don't have the ability, then you can only die! "

As his voice fell, Ye Minghua walked towards the second floor. Liao Qiu Chan and her two male concubines revealed expressions of ridicule on their faces, as if Zhao Mingzhe was dead for sure.

Zhao Mingzhe was being guarded by two men who had a cold expression on their faces. At this time, the bloodstains on the arena had already been dried off by the wild shouts of the spectators, and a few more life and death battles were occurring.

In these battles, everyone was either injured or dead, and those who were seriously injured were all killed by arrows that flew from the second floor. The rest of the people were not surprised by this scene at all.

In one of the fights, there was a man who was clearly a bit stronger. His attacks were extremely vicious, and after breaking his opponent's four limbs, he punched his opponent until his chest was completely caved in.

Overall, only the uninjured, savage victor had managed to walk out of the cage.

Zhao Mingzhe's heart moved, he thought, looks like if he wanted to survive, he had to obtain a complete victory in the battle, if not, even if he would be severely injured, he would definitely die on the stage.

To be able to create such a bloody place in the imperial city, the master behind this slave arena was not only vicious and insidious, but his identity must not be simple either!

At this moment, the excited spectators were cheering nonstop. Following which, a towering figure with a height of 2.56 meters walked down from the second floor, being watched by five people, one step at a time.

His eyes turned cold. Zhao Mingzhe secretly felt that this barbarian would very likely be his opponent, but right now, his mental demon had not been dispelled and he didn't know if he would be able to survive this life and death struggle.