Urban Madness

With the words \"Magic Blade Prince\" being called out by the host, everyone in the venue cheered.

Although Ye Fan's victory surprised many people, they thought the battle had become more interesting.

But in fact, he caused many people to lose miserably, so after everyone calmed down, they thought about how to punish this dark horse that suddenly appeared. And the appearance of the Prince Demon Dao made their thoughts have a great possibility to become reality.

\"Beichen, this stinky boy, actually let us lose so much. This time the Magic Sword Prince came out, and he must let this kid completely finish the game. This time we bet on speed!\"

\"Yes, the Prince of Magic Blade. Although he is also from the third grade star, his strength is far above Wei Renjie. The strength of the Dafeng Dynasty is not a joke.\"

\"I heard that the Prince of Magic Blade has won seven or seven forty-nine games in a row. It is not something Ye Fan can compare. This time the result is obvious!\"

Almost all the monks are optimistic about the Prince of Magic Knife, the seven or forty-nine victories are too convincing.

\"Da da da!\"

Countless monks ran to the betting platform and began to cry frantically to bet.

\"I bet on the Prince of Magic Knife, three top-tier treasures!\"

\"I also bet on the Prince of Magic Sword, I bet on a heavenly magic weapon this time!\"

\"Hmph, you trash, look at me, I bet on three heavenly magic weapons!\"

The betting table is getting more and more lively here. As everyone bets one after another, the situation becomes very clear. This time more people bet on the Prince of Magic Knife than before Wei Renjie.

This shows that even those speculators, in their opinion, the Prince of Magic Knife is sure to win.

Betting on Ye Fan is tantamount to a fool's behavior. In this way, everyone starts to cheer for Prince Demon Sword.

\"Come on, Prince Magic Knife, teach me this kid!\"

\"Beichen. What the hell, **** him!\"

\"Don't be merciful this time, kill Beichen completely!\"

...

This arena is not only admirable. Many battles here are related to life and death. Once you lose the will to fight to the end, you are likely to die here.

This **** battle has greatly aroused everyone’s emotions. Many monks who came here to participate in the gambling all took a fancy to this. Not only can they earn various treasures from here, but also Can comprehend the moves made by many high-strength monks at the last moment, as long as they can comprehend a little bit, their cultivation level can break through a lot.

\"Ok……\"

Just when everyone was betting on the Prince of Magic Knife, an old man sighed slightly, and then walked to the front of the betting table.

Everyone felt curious, the old man was very strong and his expression was serious. But there was no hurry to bet.

But it is clear that the prince of the magic knife is sure to win, why is he still hesitating?

\"I bet on Beichen victory, ten heaven-rank magic weapons, 30 earth-rank magic weapons!\"

\"what?\"

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

In such a disparity in duel, this old man actually made such an unreasonable behavior, what kind of self-confidence made him so?

Everyone looked at this old man, who was the ancestor of Hongling.

Before, he relied on betting on Ye Fan and won a lot of magic weapons. This time he used the magic weapons he won to make a big bet.

\"Old man, do you have a funny head, Beichen is a trash of 36 small stars, then it is possible to defeat the Prince Demon Sword?\"

\"Yes, old man. What are you doing?\"

\"make it clear!\"

These people were very surprised. Looking at the old man in front of him, he didn't look like a madman. What made him make such a choice. Many people who bet on the Prince of Magic Knife want to know.

\"Hehe, you boys, whoever wants to bet on, the old man, do I need to explain to you?\"

Hongling Patriarch sneered twice. These monks were too young in front of him to have any seniority.

Explaining to these people is really ridiculous.

\"you!\"

Heard this. Many monks were angry, and many of them had the strength to overcome the triumph, and they surrounded Hongling Patriarch.

Just when the matter was about to erupt, suddenly, several monks in uniform rushed over.

\"What are you doing, what are you doing, I will calm down for Lao Tzu, don’t you know where this is?\"

A cultivator of the eighth tier of the robbery came with a few six and seven tiers. Suddenly, the monks who wanted to do it were afraid to move.

These monks in front of them are the special guards and law enforcement teams of the Water Moon Holy Land Arena. They are angered by these people. They are qualified to directly kill the unconvinced, without reporting upwards.

This is the rules of the arena, and no one can violate it.

\"it's okay no problem!\'

\"What a joke!\"

That group of monks quickly returned to their positions.

And Hongling Patriarch also walked to the stands and looked at Ye Fan's position. He knew very well that no matter how powerful Ye Fan met, he would not lose.

At this moment, on the battlefield, there was a tall man. A monk dressed in black and brocade went on stage.

\"Hmph, I heard that you defeated Wu Quxing's Wei Renjie with one blow?\"

The Magic Sword Prince came on stage and looked at Ye Fan with a sneer. Constantly looking at this opponent, but his face was full of disdain, it seemed that Ye Fan would not pose any threat to him at all.

\"Yes, he is too weak!\"

Ye Fan stood with his hand in his hand. Smiling back.

\"Too weak? Hahaha, yes, although Wei Renjie has won nine games in a row, he is still too weak. But how many games should I have won? Forty-nine games!\"

\"Well, forty-nine games, a good record, but still too weak!\"

\"You, what did you say?\"

Prince Magic Knife never expected Ye Fan to take the initiative to provoke, and use such arrogant provocation methods.

He was a strong man from the third-tier star, but was mocked by the cultivator of the 36th-tier star opposite. This kind of humiliation was unbearable.

\"Stop talking nonsense, go to war, I don't want to waste time!\"

\"Hmph, Beichen, you angered me, I won't keep my hands this time, I want to smash you into pieces!\"

The Prince of Magic Knife directly showed his Magic Knife, and suddenly, a terrifying aura swept the audience.

\"See this knife, it is about to harvest your soul.\"

\"Really, try it!\"

Ye Fan still stood still, just looking at him.

It was a scarlet long knife, and even at a long distance, one could feel the horror in it.

\"Half-Step Sacred Artifact--Red Flame Demon Sword!\"

Prince Magic Knife spoke proudly.