God of War: I’m dying, can I meet?

Xiao Junlin looked at the immortal indifferently and ignored him.

But when the people around saw Xiao Junlin entering, many people wondered.

"Who is this kid? "Which martial arts gym is there

?" "I haven't seen it, like a newcomer!"

"Stunned Qing? Isn't he dead?"

"I guess it's a lack of money, I'll bet on him to lose."

Luo Yuchen's heart was like ashes when she heard these words, "It's over, it's over, I'll be beaten to death by my father, Mingyu, what do you say?"

she looked at Shen Mingyu, but found that Shen Mingyu's eyes were full of expectation.

"Mingyu, why are you more ruthless than me, are you waiting for that guy to be killed?"

Hearing Luo Yuchen's words, Shen Mingyu came back to his senses, "Ah? No, he will definitely win."

"How is it possible, haven't you heard from the others? What kind of immortal is that, how can you win if you can't fight at all?"

"He must be able anyway, because no one can beat him." Whether

it was in bed or on the battlefield, Shen Mingyu knew very well that Xiao Junlin, the god of war, was invincible!

In the octagonal cage, Xiao Junlin glanced at the undead, this was the first time he had seen it, but this thing was still very different from the human monster nine years ago.

The human monster is only humanoid, but with a green face and fangs, it is no longer a human on its face, but a beast.

But the undead are still human, just like a moving corpse.

As the referee shouted, the undead roared and rushed towards Xiao Junlin as if he had received some order.

Everyone in the audience was staring at Xiao Junlin, but found that Xiao Junlin didn't make any action at all.

"Is this person stupidly scared?Why don't you dodge!" "

! Being punched by an undead man is ironclad!" Seeing

that the undead's fist was about to smash into Xiao Jun's door, Luo Yuchen was so frightened that he closed his eyes, but the next moment, a sound of metal collision echoed throughout the audience.

It was a figure that smashed on the octagonal cage, breaking the cage made of iron.

But this person is not Xiao Junlin, but an immortal.

Everyone watched as if they were all breathless.

Luo Yuchen opened his eyes and saw that Xiao Junlin was standing upright, but the immortal had already fallen to the ground, and even his hands and feet were broken, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"Ahh

"Yaga...... Hell!"

He walked over to the undead and found the undead...... It's really dead.

Xiao Junlin just threw a random punch just now, it stands to reason that this immortal doesn't feel pain at all, and he should be able to continue fighting!

In the backfield, next to a secret but luxurious table, there was a man in a samurai uniform.

The man had several scars on his face, and he was vicious, and one hand was pressing on his thigh.

There was a woman who was working hard to serve him.

"The woman of Great Xia, her skills are really good. The

man sneered, just remembering that his Seven Sins Society had been destroyed overnight, and he suddenly lost interest.

"Get out. When the

woman heard this, she was so frightened that she hurriedly stepped back.

At this time, the man's men hurriedly came up to report.

"President Miyamoto, our immortal has been beaten. "

The man is none other than the president of the Seven Sins Society, Miyamoto Ichchi.

At the moment, his expression was still indifferent, and he was wearing his crotch.

"Then his opponent should also be dead.

Miyamoto said coldly.

He has full confidence in his work.

The combat power of the immortal has reached the peak of mortal martial arts, and ordinary masters are not his opponents at all.

Coupled with its characteristics of not being afraid of pain and unlimited physical strength, it can even compete with the masters of the True Martial Realm.

With an immortal body, in this underground octagonal cage, he can help him collect more than tens of millions of dollars, and Miyamoto has tried it again and again.

But the person who reported it looked embarrassed, "The opponent is not dead, it is our immortal, and he was broken up." "

What!" Miyamoto

stabbed, and his entire old face turned green.

"Who did that?"

a fresh face came with two women. "

Raw face......"

Miyamoto remembered his master's advice before his death, don't underestimate the people of Daxia, even if he has already won the battle.

"Great Xia, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Miyamoto's eyes rolled.

His Seven Sins Club was served by the White Tiger God of War, and now is the time to employ people.

With such a powerful master appearing, there is no reason not to accept it.

"Kawashima, help me prepare 30 million, I'll go see him in person. "

Yes!" In

front of the octagonal cage, Xiao Junlin was surrounded by the shouts of the audience.

Most of them were gamblers who had won money, and Xiao Junlin didn't look at them squarely, but his eyes fell on the referee.

There, a few people dressed in Sang Guo came over, followed by many people, obviously, they were the owners of this octagonal cage.

And the reason why Xiao Junlin made a move was also to fish these people out.

"What are you doing, let's go.

Luo Yuchen rushed in, ready to pull Xiao Junlin away.

Seeing that the group of menacing people was getting closer and closer, Luo Yuchen urged: "You cut off other people's financial routes, they won't let you go, don't you still wait here to get the bonus? The two million can't really be given to you." "

She is not a fool, of course she knows that the bonus is just a front, and if Xiao Junlin continues to stay here, there will be big problems.

But Xiao Junlin was a little impatient, and carried Luo Yuchen on his shoulders.

"What are you doing! In the

blink of an eye, Xiao Junlin threw her next to Shen Mingyu.

"Watch her and don't get in the way.

Xiao Junlin ordered.

"Yes!" Shen

Mingyu dared to refute, and immediately grabbed Luo Yuchen.

At this time, behind Xiao Jun, there was the sound of Miyamoto's slapping and his lame Daxia dialect.

"I heard that there is a master who has ruined my immortal, why don't you stay and be my subordinate?"

"I, the Great Sang Empire, will not treat anyone who works for us badly, better than you Daxia people."

But what greeted him was Xiao Junlin's domineering response.

"I, Xiao Junlin, dare to do anything in my life, but I don't dare to be a traitor.

Miyamoto sneered in his heart.

He'd seen too many people who pretended to have backbone at first.

But in the end, in the face of great interests, he still chose to give in.

He believes that this man will not be an exception.

The next moment, he saw Xiao Junlin turn around, Miyamoto motioned to his subordinates to take out the money and show it, and when he was about to continue the bewitchment, he saw Xiao Junlin's face.

It's just a face, and Miyamoto stabs it as if he saw a ghost.

Suddenly, his arrogant arrogance dissipated, and was replaced by a cold air all over his body.

It was a breath of death that spread throughout him.

Miyamoto's voice trembled.

"Big big ...... Great Xia God of War!".