Zhou Shiyu, who had appeared in Daxia Sword Sect at some unknown time, had been silently paying attention to the battle on the ring.
At this time, Zhou Shiyu's eyes were trembling, and his heart was greatly shocked!
Looking at Xiao Chen who was almost seriously injured and on the verge of death, he also thought of himself...
This time, the momentum of the six domain clans had dropped to the extreme before the bet arena started.
Everyone has unlimited expectations for Daxia Sword Sect.
Some people may have thought that the Great Xia Sword Sect would lose, but they never thought that the Great Xia Sword Sect would lose two games in a row.
Li Guanqi looked at Zhou Shiyu and nodded, taking Xiao Chen away during the break without saying anything.
Lu Kangnian, who was worried, also followed up and pulled out the spiritual light from a river adjacent to the Spirit Fish Tribe.
After placing Xiao Chen in the medicine pool, Cao Yan was still competing with the Purple Dragon Thunder Flame, but he had a slight upper hand.
At this time, the temperature of the medicine pool was extremely high, bubbles were bubbling, and water vapor was rising.
As soon as Xiao Chen was put in, he let out an uncontrollable roar.
Lu Kangnian, who hurried over, raised his hands and wrapped countless golden sand around Xiao Chen's flesh and blood.
Peng Luo, who was holding a dagger in his hand, stood up immediately, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Wangxiansha?? The Great Xia Sword Sect has this thing??"
"Who is the guy from your Daxia Sword Sect who ascended to the immortal world???"
Lu Kangnian glanced at Pengluo but didn't say anything. He also secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Chen wrapped in golden sand.
He turned to look at the silent Li Guanqi and said softly: "It's okay, don't be stressed."
Li Guanqi took a deep breath and said solemnly: "The third game... maybe I will play by myself."
"Why?"
"Lao Ye hasn't come back yet. If Zhou Shiyu really gets involved in this game, as long as Lu Wuhen comes on the stage, he will die!"
"If Zhou Shiyu dies, the Daxia Sword Sect will have no chance of making a comeback!"
"So in this game...if Lu Wuhen is playing, or someone whose strength far exceeds Zhou Shiyu's, then I must play!"
Lu Kangnian nodded solemnly and said solemnly: "Huh... okay! No matter what the outcome is, you are all the heroes of the sect!"
brush!
The two returned to the edge of the ring. Li Guanqi looked at Zhou Shiyu who was breathing calmly and spoke.
"Thanks."
Zhou Shiyu's eyebrows and eyes were full of solemnity, and even his breathing seemed a little hurried.
Facing the third life-and-death game, he felt uncertain.
But he still said with a firm voice: "If I take part in this match."
"If I lose, I will have died on the stage."
Zhou Shiyu looked at the ring with firm eyes, and he was already prepared to die in battle in his words.
Almost all the senior officials of the Six Ancient Holy Sect were present. Gu Huai, dressed in the robe of the sect leader, stood on the viewing platform behind him without saying a word.
He just looked at Zhou Shiyu's back with tearful eyes.
That's his close disciple...
Even though he knew it was a dead end, he had to let him come.
Because he knows what is the reason for the peace of the Six Ancient Sects now, so when Daxia Sword Sect is in such a situation, he must stand up!
Li Guanqi and Zhou Shiyu stood side by side and said softly: "In this game, if Lu Wuhen plays, I will play."
"If it's not Lu Wuhen, I'll leave it to you."
"You can lose, but... it's best to save your life."
Zhou Shiyu's eyes sparkled inexplicably and he nodded silently.
Time flew by, and when the sandalwood burned out, Nangong Xuandu glanced at Zhou Shiyu, and then a tall young man from the Lu family walked up.
Li Guanqi frowned slightly, just in time to see Lu Wuhen's faint smile.
Before Li Guanqi could speak, Zhou Shiyu took a deep breath and took a step forward, reappearing on the ring.
But at this moment, the ancestor of the Lu family, Lu Hengtian, sat on a chair and spoke softly.
"Oh, as far as I know...the person who came to power is not a disciple of Daxia Sword Sect, right?"
"If there are no rules, then can I also call the younger Zhu family to come on stage to fight?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately stirred up a thousand waves. The disciples of Daxia Sword Sect naturally knew that Zhou Shiyu was not from this sect.
But even if they knew about the current situation, they couldn't say anything.
Zhou Shiyu on the stage also frowned slightly and turned his head to look behind him.
"Hahahaha, your sect can't even find five Void Refining Realm monks under a hundred years old?"
"It's so shameful that someone else needs to help with such a big matter that concerns the foundation of the sect, hahaha."
"That's right. This fellow Taoist helped get on the ring. How many benefits did he promise?"
"Why don't you go on stage and pretend to lose? Hahahaha. You can get money and don't have to work hard. Our Lu family will give you another reward later!"
"Hahahahahaha, the outside clans are really shabby, they can think of such a method."
The ancient monks who occupied half of the sky in the west made taunts one after another, their voices harsh and sharp.
Even the disciples of Daxia Sword Sect lowered their heads unconsciously. In their opinion, this was a fact.
But just when everyone was silent, an old man with gray hair suddenly stood up.
Gu Huai, whose aura was fading, was now exuding aura all over his body, and the pressure of the Fusion Realm monks filled the air and suppressed all the monks who made taunts! !
The gloomy-looking Gu Huai suddenly sneered and took out a sect contract from his arms!
It was the alliance between Daxia Sword Sect and the Six Ancient Sects!
The scroll was lifted into the sky, and the flashing characters clearly showed the alliance between the two sects.
Nangong Xuandu glanced at it, then turned to Lu Hengtian and said.
"Any more questions?"
The ancestor of the Lu family glanced gloomily and sneered: "It's just a contract, so what if it was signed before?"
"Is it possible that an alliance contract can allow monks from other sects to participate in the ring?"
"Then I am now in alliance with the Zhu family, wouldn't I be able to do the same thing?"
After the words fell, the ancient monks spoke up again, and the noisy discussion made Nangong Xuandu frown slightly.
Just when he was about to get angry and suppress it, he saw dozens of storage rings floating in mid-air in Gu Huai's hand.
In the blink of an eye, all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures as well as more than ten huge spiritual veins floated in the air.
Not only that, the six ancient sacred sects’ magical weapons are also among them.
The old man took a step forward slowly, his cloudy eyes not afraid of Lu Hengtian's sharp gaze, staring at the two cloud boats.
The sarcastic voice mixed with Yuan Li spread hundreds of miles away.
"Since we are an alliance, we can also bet on the thousands-year-old heritage of our Six Ancient Saint Sect!!"
"The Great Xia Sword Sect loses, and all the resources and heritage of our Six Ancient Saint Sect are given with both hands."
"The Lu family, do you dare?"
Zhou Shiyu's face changed drastically on the stage, and he looked at his master in disbelief.
"Master..."
Gu Huai sternly taught: "Aren't you afraid? There are many thoughts in your heart."
"If that's the case, then let's put down everything in the Six Ancient Saint Sect and give it a try!"
"Even if you lose, we, the Six Ancient Saint Sect, will pay for it for you. We are afraid of what he will do!"
