Chapter 543

"Is Mr. Xiao the one who went viral recently?" In the arena with nearly millions of people, the seats were full.

And in the best position in the arena, Lan Yuheng has already taken his seat. He represents Jubaozhai, and people's eyes are very complicated.

"You don't know yet?" Lan Yuheng looked surprised.

"Oh, it's no wonder that little gentleman's eyes make me feel terrified." Tang Tianjun sat aside, and beside him was the old Futian.

He was dressed very simply, and basically few people noticed his existence. When Suzaku came, he gave him a surprise look.

"His eyes are terrifying?" Lan Yuheng looked strange, "Why didn't I see it."

"Then what did you see?" Tang Tianjun asked innocently.

"I saw... eye mucus." Lan Yuheng said with a smile.

Tang Tianjun didn't want to pay attention to him, because there was a huge gap between his body and ordinary people, and his chairs were all specially made.

"Don't be angry, come here, eat some spirit fruit." Lan Yuheng said.

Tang Tianjun didn't refuse, he grabbed the spirit fruit and ate it. In his grandfather's words, when you come to Lan Yuheng, don't be polite, because he can't eat enough of this fat man.

"The people from the Dugu Clan are here, this is Dugu Moyu!!!"

"Dugu's young sword immortal, Dugu Moyu, isn't he a ninth-rank general, and the Dugu's actually sent him to fight the ten kings of the demon clan?"

"He has such strength!"

When the woman in Suzaku Valley left, a teenager walked into the arena alone, carrying a big sword and pacing.

His eyes were so bright that no one dared to look at him.

Originally, everyone thought that the Dugu Clan would be dragging their feet, and at most they just sent an ordinary king-level powerhouse out to make a show of it.

Unexpectedly, the person who played this time would be the younger generation of the Dugu Clan, the most dazzling genius, Dugu Moyu.

Not only these ordinary monks, but even the people from the three sects and seven sects, as well as the other four great aristocratic clans, were surprised.

"I didn't expect it to be him. If he was there, at least we could win a game!" Shui Yuewu was also surprised in the Vermillion Bird Mansion camp.

"This person is really interesting." Ye Tianze said.

"Dugu's swordsmanship is famous all over the world. Dugu Moyu has mastered the true inheritance of Dugu's swordsmanship. He once killed a powerful late king with one sword!" Shui Yuewu said, "Although you are powerful, you cannot Underestimate him!"

Ye Tianze was silent, why did he underestimate him?

Dugu Moyu came to the arena without getting close to Shui Yuewu and the others, and stopped when they were about fifty feet away.

Everyone thought he was arrogant, only Ye Tianze felt that something was wrong. The distance of fifty meters should be the range that his sword could kill.

Although he did not speak, the sword intent on his body told everyone that he must not step into his territory.

"Sure enough." Ye Tianze's eyes showed a ray of excitement.

He is better at using spears, but he is naturally proficient in other weapons, and he knows everything. It is very easy to convert spear skills into sword skills.

"It is said that you use a knife?" Dugu Moyu suddenly turned his head and his eyes clearly fell on Ye Tianze.

"Use." Ye Tianze replied.

"Okay, after this war is over, you and I will fight." Dugu Moyu said.

Before he could answer, he turned his head away. He didn't care if Ye Tianze was willing to accept it. In his opinion, Ye Tianze had to accept it, and if he didn't accept it, he had to accept it.

Ye Tianze didn't think there was anything wrong, but Shui Yuewu on the side said worriedly: "You must not fight, Dugu's swordsmanship, as long as you use your sword, few people can stop it, although your strength is strong, But if you let him use the sword..."

"I see, why are you so long-winded." Ye Tianze said angrily.

Seeing his impatient face, Shuiyuewu stomped his feet in a rage, as if "not listening to the old man's words will suffer in front of you", and stopped talking.

"This is, Du Tian Qingshui of the Du Tian Clan. His strength ranks out of the top ten among the Du Tian Clan's King Realm powerhouses. It's shameless to take such a powerhouse out in such a crucial battle. ."

"People from Muyun Sect... Who is this person, why have I never seen it before, Muyun Sect doesn't plan to hold back!"

As the people from the three sects and seven sects came in, everyone immediately saw that, with the exception of the Dugu clan, the three sects and seven sects and the five aristocratic clans did not plan to send their strongest king-level masters to battle.

Even the Dugu clan seems to have the intention of letting Dugu Moyu come to practice swordsmanship. Although the demon clan is powerful, they still dare not kill Dugu Moyu.

"Damn it, these people... are really so shameless!" Shui Yuewu jumped upright.

Apart from Dugu Moyu, none of the remaining seven people, Shui Yuewu, could see it, let alone let them win the next game.

"Calm down." Ye Tianze said.

When Shui Yuewu heard this, not only did she not calm down, but she became even more anxious. She said with a cold face, "How can this make me calm? If you and I are going all out, we will be able to win at most two games, including Dugu Moyu, There are only three games, unless... unless there is a miracle!"

"There will be." Ye Tianze replied.

At this moment, the crowd of people suddenly quieted down, followed by a harsh voice.

"Zhoutian Arena, back then, this was the colosseum of my demon clan." There was a sigh in this voice.

Immediately afterward, three demon powerhouses from Yukong came. Although they were only ten feet in the air, they gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Millions of people felt that their hearts were stagnant, as if they were pressed against a stone, which was extremely dull.

"It's a pity that such a killing arena has become a playground for children to play. I think back then, some ethnic groups fought their lives here to win the chance to survive."

"What's a pity, this place will recreate the past glory of my demon clan today. If it's worth regretting, it's a group of ants sitting on this stand, sad!"

When the three giants of the monster clan came, they did not forget to talk, as if they had come to their own back garden, strolling in the courtyard without caring about the feelings of the human race.

And what they are talking about is before the human race was established. At that time, the demon race raised the human race, the weak human race was fed for blood, and the powerful human race was trained to fight in this arena.

"This is not a demon clan!" A thick voice came, accompanied by this sound wave.

The three giants of the demon clan, who were unscrupulously showing their demonic energy in midair, immediately felt their bodies tremble, and invariably looked at an old man in the main seat.

Sitting next to him was Suzaku, and only then did they realize that Suzaku had already held down the hilt of the sword at his waist.

This made them feel cold, and immediately restrained a lot, because that sword was the Vermillion Bird's blade that had slaughtered countless monsters.

As the three monster clan giants sat down, the ten demon clan kings finally appeared. Although they did not come from the sky, the burly figure alone made the people present feel oppressed.

Compared with Tang Tianjunlai of the Futian Clan, these monsters are a head taller, and what they directly show is the body of a half-demon.

It is obvious that they are demonstrating to the millions of people in the arena!