Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1213 Take My Blood Drinking Sword and Give Him
The courtyard of the arena was brightly lit at this time, and there were more than ten tall large iron pots around a square arena, and torches were placed in the pots.

This kind of fire is made of a kind of tar, which burns for a long time and is more resistant to burning than candles. It is used as a lighting artifact in the Zhenwu Continent, and it is only affordable for those with particularly large yards and wealthy families.

Compared with the surrounding stands, the arena looked a bit lower. The stands were round, but there were very few people sitting there, only a dozen or so people sat in a small open-air room on a high place.

This is a gambler in the arena, but also a gambler at the rich level.

Bets of this nature in the arena are only open to the public in the middle of each month and the two games at the end of the month. At that time, the arena in Fangshi will sell tickets to the outside world.

Only those who buy tickets are eligible to enter the stands of the arena with their tickets. Tonight's competition is obviously not a concern.

It's just a routine competition in the Fangshi Arena, and there are only a few games every night, which is also the time for a few wealthy gamblers to fight their teeth.

Lu Xiaobei came to the middle of the stage led by a big man in black.

"Name?"

"Lu Xiaobei."

"Boundary cultivation base."

"Three ranks of the world."

The big man made the registration, and then walked off the ring with the booklet.

Whispering came from the small open-air house in the stands.

"A master of the world, it seems that tonight's game is a bit interesting."

"I remember that the last one seemed to be the ninth rank of the World Accession Realm. I heard that even the first rank of the World Accession Realm can condense spiritual talismans, and even attract magic weapons."

"Isn't it! The competition between the Tongshi Realm and the Creation Realm is the best thing to watch."

"I don't know what kind of opponent to arrange for him, let's place a bet!"

This side never asks about the life and death of the contestants, they just want to win money.

Lu Xiaobei stood there and scanned around, looked at the few people on the stage, and thought to himself: It seems that tonight you don't have to worry about revealing your strength and identity, anyway, few people know you.In this way, I can let go of my hands and feet!
Soon, a gate opened in the northwest corner of the courtyard, and ten people who were strung together by an iron chain came out from inside.

Seeing these ten people, Lu Xiaobei gradually frowned.

"It seems that the mysterious department of the Apocalypse Dynasty does not train people from sects, but death squads, which are used for war." Lu Xiaobei speculated in his heart.

Judging from the walking steps and dull eyes of these ten people, Lu Xiaobei was no stranger to this so-called dead body.

To put it more simply, these people should not be called complete people. Their souls may have been drained, and the only memory in their minds is the word killing.

The reason for their existence is to become the death squads of the Apocalypse Dynasty to stand in front of the enemy.

Their mission is to kill the enemy, to die!

Roughly guessing like this, Lu Xiaobei understood the role played by this mysterious department in the operation of the Fangshi Arena and even the entire Fangshi.

A mysterious army that is directly loyal to the emperor of the Tianqi Dynasty secretly trains the corpses of the Tianqi Dynasty for use in assassinations and on the battlefield against foreign enemies.

While Lu Xiaobei was thinking, the big man in the lead led the ten people who were linked together by thick chains to the bottom of the ring.

At the same time, another person came down from the stands with his hands behind his back.

He has a goatee and a very sharp handle. Judging from his walking posture, he must be a man who has led troops for a long time. The imposing manner between his brows is quite a bit like a general.

While Lu Xiaobei was sizing up the man with the goatee, the gamblers in the small open-air house above the stands began to discuss again.

"Damn, I didn't expect General Zhang to come to watch the battle in person!"

"Where? Are you talking about General Zhang Xueliang?"

"If it's not him, who else is it? That great general who single-handedly defeated [-] monsters from the monster clan ten years ago."

"The monster clan made a comeback ten years ago, and General Zhang Xueliang led [-] troops as a raiding army to rescue the capital of the Apocalypse Dynasty, and defeated the monster clan. He is truly a god!"

"I heard that General Zhang secretly cultivated a martial arts brigade. It seems that they are going to train soldiers tonight."

"Oh my god! The Shenwu brigade trained by General Zhang himself, this kid who participated in the competition is really unlucky!"

……

Zhang Xueliang, one of the eight major land generals of the Apocalypse Dynasty, was the most ruthless general in the Dynasty.

The four directions of Zhenwu Continent are not peaceful, and they are guarded by four top living generals of the dynasty. Under the situation of peace in all directions, people need to be guarded inside.

Zhang Xueliang was one of them, and the other three generals had already died on the battlefield.

This is a legendary figure. Ten years ago, the demon tribe invaded the Tianqi Dynasty, marched from the lower realm of the cultivation world and slaughtered 35 cities in a row, approaching the capital of the Tianqi Dynasty.

Zhang Xueliang fought back from the frontier, saved the imperial capital, and firmly guarded the dragon seat of the emperor of the Tianqi Dynasty.

He even beheaded [-] monsters by himself, and his Fangtian painted halberd made him superb. He is the most shining star general in Zhenwu Continent.

These ten martial arts brigades personally trained by him are only ten out of a thousand people, but these are not real dead bodies, nor are they refined from living people, but refined from monsters.

Zhang Xueliang used a secret technique to turn these monsters into his tools. Now that he wanted to train soldiers, he naturally chose the arena.

There are no rules in life-and-death battles in the arena, only life and death.

It was the cruelest contest, and it was a good strategy to test the strength of the Shenwu Brigade with such battles.

……

On the ring, Lu Xiaobei said loudly: "I need a sword!"

"Give him the sword, give him my sword." Zhang Xueliang shouted loudly.

"Thank you!" Lu Xiaobei clasped his fists.

Zhang Xueliang sneered, the young boy in the arena was pretty good.

"However, if you want me, Zhang Xueliang, to admit that you are great, you need not only your aura, but also your strength. Let's show your true strength!"

Zhang Xueliang folded his hands and was ready to appreciate the power of the Shenwu brigade he personally trained, and the power of these monsters when they broke out.

A huge sword was carried by two big men.

This sword is called the Blood Drinking Sword, and its whole body is the color of flames. It is a blood sword that has drunk the blood of monsters and evildoers. The flaming evil spirit on the blade is the most deadly thing.

The Blood Drinking Sword is a saber given to General Zhang Xueliang by the emperor of the dynasty, but he doesn't use it very much, and he likes Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Now that he heard that the other party was going to use a sword, Zhang Xueliang wanted to show this kid off, to see if he could lift the blood-drinking sword.

The Blood Drinking Sword weighs 180 jin. It is made of pure black iron. It is soaked in ice cubes from the extremely cold place in the northern part of Zhenwu Continent. It is brewed with pure demon blood and forged by Qi Qi 49.

Such a giant sword, if you don't have some real skills, how can it be easily controlled.

But Zhang Xueliang obviously underestimated Lu Xiaobei's ability to control a good sword.

Jiankujue, which he practiced, is a ninth-grade martial art of the Tianzun level, and it is this kind of famous sword that is needed. Only when paired with a famous sword can Jiankujue's true power be exerted.

Now that he had this giant sword, Lu Xiaobei smiled resolutely.

"I like this sword!" Lu Xiaobei reached out for the sword.

"The tone is really loud, take it!"

(End of this chapter)