Nine Stars Killer

After one night, Ye Feng felt that the ghost eyes had been consumed a lot by himself, and it dimmed.

Fortunately, no one came in here to disturb, and Ye Feng also fell silent, trying his best to refine the ghost eyes.

In the hall, the words of Prince Dia made Hai Wuya very angry, but the expression on his face did not show.

"Your Dia royal family can come to our Persian royal family, I am very welcome, as for the marriage, there is no need to mention it again!"

Hai Wuya waved his sleeve and refused directly.

"Uncle Hai's refusal is too early. Uncle Hai still remembers the Xichuan Mountains!"

The prince Dia said lightly, but Hai Wuya was shocked.

"It's the ghost of your Dia royal family!"

Hai Wuya said word by word.

"I can't talk about the ghost of our Dia royal family. If Uncle Hai agrees to marry our Dia royal family, I promise that the Xichuan Mountains will belong to the Persian royal family from now on!"

When the two asked and answered, even Hai Wuya had the best patience, an angry expression appeared on his face.

"Back in the mineral vein dispute, the Xichuan mountain range was originally acquired by our Persian royal family, and someone was kicked in secretly and defeated our Persian royal family. It seems that this wave of people is your Dia royal family in secret!"

Hai Wuya calmed down and looked directly at the prince Dia.

"Uncle Hai is also a sensible person, and I don't want to say more about it. This time I came with full sincerity. I hope that Uncle Hai can fulfill me and betroth Haier to me. Dia Helen will never treat her badly!"

Because the Persian princess was rumored to be Hai’s daughter, her real name was ignored and she was always called Hai’er.

"If I don't agree!"

Thinking of the things about the Xichuan Mountains, Hai Wuya looked angry, and lost several powerhouses of the Persian royal family that year.

After finishing speaking, a powerful momentum burst out from Hai Wuya, which was actually in the Divine Martial Realm, and the prince Chaodia suppressed the past.

"Weng!"

The prince Dia turned a blind eye to it, and at this moment, the seven Immortal Martial Realm entourage behind him exploded and shot a more powerful momentum, suppressing Hai Wuya.

In the late period of the Seven Immortal Martial Realms, such a lineup protects a prince, the Dia royal family's background is too deep.

"Uncle Hai, don’t get angry. We can talk about this later. I heard that the Persian martial arts are prosperous, especially the popular gladiators. I have brought three gladiators this time. I want to meet the Persian gladiators. If We won, and we are talking about the marriage!"

Grand Prince Dia said blankly.

"You mean, if our gladiator wins, the marriage will be stopped, does that mean?"

Hai Wuya seemed to understand the meaning in the words.

"This is what my uncle said, not what I said. If this is the case, how can I fail to fulfill my uncle's meaning? If our gladiators win, our two families will marry. If our Dia Gladiator loses unfortunately, I Dia Helen will never talk about marriage anymore, and even the Xichuan Mountains will return to Zhao!"

There was a sly smile on Prince Dia's face, and Hai Wuya shook his heart, knowing that he had been fooled.

Turning to think about it, I was relieved. Gladiators are the most popular martial arts in Persia. Everyone is brave and good at fighting. They can fight one against ten. The Royal family of Dia is not good at training gladiators, so Hai Wuya looks at it instead. It's hope.

"Well, it's a deal. If our Persian royal family wins, the marriage will not be mentioned again, and the Xichuan Mountains must be returned in its entirety!"

Hai Wuya said firmly.

"It's hard to chase after a word!"

The prince Dia stood up and took a fist, full of sincerity.

"I'll order someone to make arrangements now. You are struggling, you might as well set the duel in three days!"

Hai Wuya didn't want to take advantage of others. They kept on rushing on the road, and they must be exhausted. If the gladiators were allowed to play at this time, they would definitely have a disadvantage.

"Uncle Hai really has the belly of the sea. I think it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day. I will decide tomorrow. Invite Haier to visit. If we win by luck, we can just tell the world. If we lose, our royal family will also Not ashamed, just take this opportunity to resolve our previous grudges!"

This prince Dia is worthy of a scheming, hoping to expand this duel to many people knowing, a smile that is not easy to detect is drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, then we will fix it tomorrow, and the location will be in the Royal Arena!"

Hai Wuya didn't refuse, it was tomorrow.

For a time, the Dia royal family challenged the Persian royal gladiators throughout the entire Persian royal city.

What attracts everyone's attention is that if the Dia royal family wins, they will marry the Persian royal family and marry the Persian princess. If the Persian royal family wins, the marriage will be cancelled. In one day, this matter almost spread all over the streets.

In the side hall, Haier's face was pale, and it seemed that he had received the news, a little annoyed why his father agreed, this time the great prince Dia rushed to the Persian royal family, he must have a trump card.

If you really lose to them, will you marry that beast?

Thinking of this, Haier's pair of azure blue eyes actually showed mist.

Because she has mind-reading skills, when she was in the royal family of Dia, she had already seen this prince thoroughly. He was a hypocrite. He was a hypocrite. He was a hypocrite. He had one thing on the outside and another on the back. Besides, she was lustful. In the final analysis, he coveted himself. Beauty.

"Princess, rest assured, our gladiators of the Persian royal family will never lose to the Dia royal family!"

The court lady beside her with a comforting tone.

"I hope so!"

Haier comforted herself. Although she has mind-reading skills, she can't change anything. If she loses, the Persian royal family will naturally fulfill their promise.

Ye Feng had no idea about all of this, because he was silent in the eyes of refining ghosts, and tried every means to wipe it out.

There is not a lot of time left for Ye Feng. It is only five months away from the Vientiane Ceremony. It will take more than a month to travel to the Eastern Region, and there should be no delay during this period.

The Royal Arena is also called the Colosseum. Usually, there will be some monsters fighting in it. As a viewing, it will attract many people to watch.

In fact, most of the time, humans fight in it. Such humans are called gladiators. They are inherently aggressive, brave and good at fighting. Many royal nobles like this exciting game.

Before the start, many people secretly bet on which side will win, so this form of duel is very popular in the Persian kingdom, and basically all big cities have arenas.

On the second day, some people with defiance in the entire imperial city came and were arranged on a huge high platform.

The arena is an oval design, in the middle part is the best place to watch, basically reserved for the royal family.

There are some civilians left on both sides, who can come in and watch as long as they spend a certain amount of resources.

As for some nobles, they were arranged opposite the royal family, which happened to interact with each other.

There is still an hour before the duel begins. At this time, the arena is crowded with people, and even the water surrounding the street can't leak. More than 90% of people come to see the duel, but the Persian princess.

It is rumored that the Persian princess is as beautiful as a fairy, she is a fairy descended to the world, with peerless capital, and her eyes are like the sea. She can read everything in the world. The purpose of how many people come is to see the face of the Persian princess with their own eyes.

Time passed in one minute and one second, the arena was already full of seats, and the voices were full of people. Everyone looked in the direction of the royal family, wanting to see the princess's appearance.

Ye Feng was in retreat when he heard a clatter from the cell, and many people walked in.

He opened his eyes and saw a burly man in golden armor leading a group of more than ten people walk in.

"Stand up for me!"

The burly man in armor shouted, and all the gladiators stood up, including Ye Feng.

Once you have come, you will be at ease. Ye Feng has already adapted to this place, intending to temporarily lurch here, to solve the ghost eye issue as soon as possible, and to find a way to get out.

As long as they were here, Hei Luo and the others would not dare to come in rashly, although Ye Feng had no other choice but to seek the skin of a tiger.

"Today there is a duel, you all have to play, only to win, not to lose, who loses, as a result, you know, there is no need to come back!"

The burly man has sharp eyes, like two open flames shining on everyone in the dark cage.

"War war war!"

Twenty gladiators uttered deafening roars, and the words of war came out from their mouths. Their voices shook the sky, and Ye Feng was deeply infected. The killing spirit on these people was too heavy.

"Today's battle represents the honor of our Persian royal family. Whoever defeats his opponent will not only gain freedom, but also receive additional royal rewards and give him the title of Viscount!"

The burly man threw a bomb again. These gladiators were like slaves without any freedom. Their fate was dedicated to the arena from the moment they were born.

Now that there is such an opportunity, twenty people exude a strong fighting spirit, and this fighting spirit vaguely drives Ye Feng.

Cultivating gladiators is very cruel, catching some excellent children since childhood, throwing them into living with wild beasts, fighting for food with wild beasts every day, so one by one looks like wild beasts.

Not only robbed the beasts for food every day, but also wrestled with the beasts. If you want to survive, you have to fight and blaze a trail of blood. Which of these twenty gladiators didn't come out of the sea of ​​blood.

Changing to an ordinary warrior, it is impossible to fight against them at all, and will be restrained by the evil spirit of their whole body. Among the same level, they are basically invincible.

The burly man was very satisfied. He glanced at the twenty gladiators and basically ignored Ye Feng, because Ye Feng looked weak and weak, and the appearance of a scholar, compared with these battle-tested gladiators, was not in the same class.

"Very well, the time to test you is here!"

Feeling the passion and killing spirit of twenty people, the burly man nodded in satisfaction, what he needed was this kind of effect.

The blood and the stimulation of freedom made the twenty gladiators completely crazy. Many people slammed the wall with their fists, venting the irritable emotions in their hearts.

One by one, they made beast-like sounds, which were creepy. Fortunately, Ye Feng had a strong temperament, and he was no stranger to such things.

"Look at it, the princess is here!"

The arena has long been crazy, with countless people shouting and cheering. After all, the Persian royal family is the home field, and ninety-nine percent of the people support the Persian royal family.