On the battle plate.
Ye Long's eyes when he looked at Shen Shuyu were full of teasing, and he even showed a vague sense of superiority in him.
"Shen Shuyu, today's battle is a key battle for you and me to regain our freedom. If you kneel down and beg me now, I, Ye Long, will be merciful and spare your life."
Before Shen Shuyu could respond, the whistle for the decisive battle sounded.
Shen Shuyu pulled out the "wooden sword" in his hand.
That's right! The master of the arena equipped Shen Shuyu and Ye Long with the following weapons: a wooden sword and a wooden knife.
Although the people here have various identities, they are all "ordinary people" whose cultivation has been sealed.
But the owner of the arena, under the instruction of the owner of the gambling stone workshop, Mr. Wang, gave both duelists the "Ju Yuan Wood".
That is, the "wooden sword" held tightly in Shen Shuyu's hand and the "wooden knife" carried by Ye Long behind his back. The materials of these two weapons are both made of Juyuan wood.
The most unique thing about the weapons made from Juyuan Mu is that it has a unique effect, allowing people to perform all spiritual energy spells within a limited time.
Of course, the premise is that you have to hold a wooden sword or wooden knife as a medium to perform spiritual energy spells. Once you are separated from the weapon made of Juyuan Wood, you will become an "ordinary person" again.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult for bloody, violent and murderous scenes to occur here.
Therefore, there is also a famous name here, called: "Gambler's Paradise".
Although people from all over Daxia are gathered here, the public security has always been excellent.
Holding the wooden sword, Shen Shuyu circulated the energy in his body from his dantian to the wooden sword, and then suddenly issued it from the wooden sword.
The red red Yuan Li is like a magician, the flames ejected from his mouth are bright and dazzling.
"Haha! Fire attribute spiritual root, I'm sorry I happened to defeat you."
Ye Long's hand clenched the wooden sword, and with a slight movement, the vitality flowing with black demonic energy followed the wooden sword and fell towards Shen Shuyu's sword energy.
boom!
boom!
According to the principle of the mutual restraint of the five elements, Shen Shuyu should be suppressed, but with the blow just now, the two of them were evenly matched.
When water and fire collide, the smoke produced dissipates.
The figures of Shen Shuyu and Ye Long were revealed in front of everyone, and both of them were forced back half a step by the air current.
"Shen Shuyu, very good! You forced me to do this."
Seeing that he was only tied with the opponent, Ye Long couldn't help but feel angry. He wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible and then be taken away under the spotlight.
In this way, he can escape from this prison forever and regain his life.
"hehe!"
Shen Shuyu just had a look of ridicule on her face. She couldn't understand why Ye Long was so eager to get out of here despite being enslaved. Could it be that he thought that changing his master would change his status as a sinful slave?
Phew!
Black liquid escaped from Ye Long's wooden knife, but the entire wooden knife was wrapped in black mist, and the black liquid inside could not be noticed at all.
Judging from the aura emanating from both of them, they are both in the early stages of the Bigu Stage.
Yang Feng's consciousness was always aware of the aura fluctuations between the two of them. Although Shen Shuyu's Yuan Power was not as domineering as Ye Long's, it gave people a sense of continuity.
Moreover, Shen Shuyu seemed to be deliberately hiding his strength, as if he had no intention of winning from the beginning.
Yang Feng obviously saw this, so he dared to spend a hundred yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones to buy Shen Shuyu to win.
Shen Shuyu held the sword to meet Ye Long's long knife, but when the wooden sword and the wooden knife collided with each other, Shen Shuyu's face changed slightly because she felt something splashed on her wrist.
The changes on Shen Shuyu's face could not escape Ye Long's eyes. Seeing that the other party fell into the killing move that he had carefully prepared, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Shen Shuyu, you bitch, you fell into the trap that I carefully prepared." Very poisonous, if you let me kiss you now,
I might consider letting you go. "
The desire in Ye Long's eyes was undisguised. After all, he knew something about Shen Shuyu. He dared to seduce the principal's son, so his charm was needless to say.
"Bah! In our Zhuxian University, there are only immortal cultivators who died in battle, not poor people who knelt down to survive."
Although he was accidentally plotted by the other party, wanting her, Shen Shuyu, to sell her body was obviously more uncomfortable than killing her.
"Hehe! Let's see if it's you who's tough or my charm dispeller, hahaha!"
Ye Long just wants to ruin Shen Shuyu's reputation. How can a slut pretend to be pure? Since Shen Shuyu cares so much about her chastity, Ye Long wants to make Shen Shuyu a slutty bitch.
So that the sin slaves who are imprisoned in the cage can take a good look at the consequences of offending Ye Long. Even if he is a sin slave, he is also a sin slave of Demon God University. Not everyone can shit on his head. .
When Shen Shuyu heard the words "Mei Luo San", his expression changed drastically, but then he cut the wooden sword towards his neck.
In an instant, the wooden sword broke into pieces.
This is a sin slave, not even qualified to commit suicide.
Just when Ye Long thought everything was under his control, a figure passed by him and kidnapped Shen Shuyu.
At this time, Yang Feng was wearing a black cloak to hide his aura, and even the master in control of the arena did not react.
At this time, Yang Feng's body was taken over by Canxian at an unexpected speed. When the people in the audience came to their senses, Ye Long was the only one left in the center of the arena with a dull face.
It is impossible for anyone in this casino to be able to use their cultivation without using weapons refined from Juyuan Wood.
The only possibility is Mr. Wang, who always follows the dragon but never sees its end.
If Mr. Wang really took action, then Ye Long was destined to be unable to regain his life.
"What's going on? Where is Shen Shuyu?"
"It's just that I haven't seen a woman act loose before?"
"Hey! It's a pity that I can't feast my eyes on it all."
…
Half of the people in the audience came here for Shen Shuyu, and went to warm their beds in order to win Shen Shuyu home.
At this time, Yang Feng felt the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, but his body did not react at all. The reason was simple, because his body was not under his control at this time.
Shen Shuyu, who was lying in his arms, kept struggling to break away from Yang Feng's arms, but found that Yang Feng's arms were like steel and he couldn't break free at all.
As time passed, the power of the "Meiluo Powder" she had taken began to take effect.
He kept tearing in Yang Feng's arms. Fortunately, the body was not taken over by the vigorous Yang Feng at this moment, otherwise it would probably be a picture.
"Old man, you, you don't want an old cow to eat young grass, do you? Or maybe you are too hungry and want to use my body to vent your anger. Let me tell you, I am not a prostitute."
Yang Feng's soul in the sea of consciousness watched as Canxian suddenly grabbed his body like crazy, rushed to the arena, and snatched away the woman who had been "enchanted" by the enemy in public.
"Boy Yang, this woman has a lot of background. If we don't protect her, I'm afraid you will cause big trouble in the future."
Hearing Canxian's nonsense, Yang Feng could only secretly spit: "Lao Se Pi!"
Canxian was currently using Yang Feng's body to use his remaining magic power to give Shen Shuyu the aphrodisiac in his arms.
After seeing this, Yang Feng had to shut up angrily. He didn't expect that this old man who was always unreliable would actually have such a "kind" side.
"Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"
Shen Shuyu looked at Yang Feng, who was wearing a silver mask, with tears in his eyes.
"Little girl, if you want to reconnect with Yang, now is not the time. Next, I will teach you how to use your bloodline. You only need to do as I say and hide the bloodline on your body. I will naturally have a way to cover it up by then. your breath,
Don't be aware of anything. "
Hearing that Canxian was teasing a girl, Yang Feng could only cower in the corner and couldn't help but get angry. Does this mud horse have any justice? How could he feel so at ease with using someone else's body to flirt with a girl?
You have to be so thick-skinned to be able to deal with it calmly.
Hearing the slightly hoarse voice coming from under the silver mask, Shen Shuyu gave up his worries. After all, it was extremely rare for an old man to be greedy for beauty, unless he was a pervert.
However, what puzzles Shen Shuyu is that this strong and powerful body is obviously something only a young man can have, and the warm blood radiating from his chest cannot be faked.
No matter how advanced one's cultivation is, unless one becomes an immortal, it is impossible to rejuvenate one's youth.
"Old man, may I ask your name?"
After all, it was a great kindness for the other party to save her from being humiliated. If she didn't repay it, it would make Shen Shuyu ungrateful.
"If you really want to repay, you should repay the owner of this body. Okay, stop talking nonsense. I will teach you how to use the bloodline first. Do as I said before."
Canxian stopped, put down Shen Shuyu in his arms, and then pointed slightly toward the other person's eyebrows, and a red light disappeared into Shen Shuyu's eyebrows.
Then complex and mysterious spells appeared in her sea of consciousness out of thin air. She didn't think much about following what Canxian said before, and seizing the time to practice the use of blood.
In fact, before she became a sin slave, she had never awakened her bloodline. The bloodline in her body was only awakened after she became a sin slave, and it has been hidden in her body in a strange way.
In these years, no one except herself had noticed the power of the blood in her body. But today, after being infected with the charm dispeller, the blood in her body showed signs of actively protecting the master.
Unexpectedly, he was rescued by a man in a black cloak.
"Well, very good, it is indeed that person's heir. Fortunately, I took action in time, otherwise if that guy finds out about this in the future, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble for Yang Feng."
Looking at Shen Shuyu who was gradually able to control his own bloodline, Canxian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was half-dead now, and he didn't know how many years it would take to recover.
Before Yang Feng grew up, he could only pave the way for Yang Feng as much as possible.
"Old man, why are you sweating? Are you weak? Let me tell you, next time such a good thing happens, let me do it myself."
Yang Feng looked at the illusory figure of Canxian in the sea of consciousness and couldn't help but joke.
"Young boy Yang, protect this woman in your Qiankun bag. You will know her identity in the future. Remember, if someone comes to you, just say you don't know and have never seen it. Otherwise, the cause and effect involved will definitely not be yours. Can bear it.”
