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Without Jiang Jianmin and his entourage noticing, the two parties just passed by.

One rushed back to Jiang's house, and the other went straight to the arena.

At this time, the fourth floor area of ​​the arena.

Because the Jiang family released the news in advance that there was a battle between monks and monsters.

As for the tens of thousands of seats around tonight, all of them are fully occupied.

At this moment, these warriors watched the battle inside the cage, and whenever Quan Xuesong couldn't dodge and was scratched, they cheered and roared.

"Kill him."

"Kill him."

One or two were in high spirits, and many warriors blushed with thick necks, not only because they were happy to see this kind of monk's embarrassed appearance, but also because the bet made tonight was which wave of monsters would tear up and devour this monk .

And this is the fourth wave.

Once the monsters in the previous wave are killed, the number of monsters in each wave will increase accordingly, and the types of monsters will be more ferocious.

After going through several waves, the cultivator has clearly shown signs of decline at this time.

So many people have already bet on this wave, and naturally hope that this monk will die in this wave, so that they can make a lot of money.

In the arena, inside the big cage, Quan Xuesong spent a lot of spiritual power in the previous battles with the Jiang family. At this time, after several rounds of battles, he was only a mid-stage foundation builder, and the spiritual power in his dantian was exhausted. Not much left.

Therefore, he didn't dare to waste his spiritual power to form a spiritual light shield, and as long as he couldn't dodge in time, he would be scratched by monsters, after all, the size of the cage was only so big.

Panting for breath, he exhaustedly used the Seven Star Son and Mother Sword.

On the side of the stands, Quan Hanyi, who was tightly bound by iron chains, looked at the bloody adopted son, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and his whole heart was hurting.

With his gaze, he could naturally see that the foster son didn't have much spiritual power.

As long as his spiritual power is exhausted, he will die.

The body of a monk is not comparable to the body of a warrior, it relies on the spiritual power of the dantian.

Jiang Weiran looked at Quan Hanyi's gnashing of teeth in anger, and said with a smile: "Aren't you willing to open it? If you don't open it, your son will become a meal for monsters. Do you want to open it?" Think it over clearly, if a person dies, there is no chance to start over."

Quan Hanyi stared at the field and clenched his fists even tighter.

How could he not understand such truths.

If the delay continued, Quan Xuesong would really die.

The frenzied Jiang family will never stop temporarily.

But how could he implicate Lanyuezong because of their affairs, Lanyuezong was the one who saved him and helped him.

He can't be so selfish! !

At this moment, Jiang Mingxiang, who was standing next to him, suddenly yelled when he saw the audience, covered his eyes with his hand, shook his head pretendingly, and said with a pitiful and sighing expression: "Hey, another big piece of meat was torn off, I almost couldn't bear to look at it, it's so miserable, I have to tear it twice, and the bones on this leg should be completely exposed."

Accompanying Jiang Mingxiang's words was the bloody scene of Quan Xuesong's thigh being torn off in the cage.

Quan Hanyi clenched his teeth even more as he watched the scene in the field.

Although rationally, he told himself not to be selfish, and not to let his own private affairs implicate Lanyuezong in this matter.

But such a picture still greatly stimulated Quan Hanyi's eyes.

Although Quan Xuesong is not his biological son.

But he raised his son alone.

How could he bear to watch Quan Xuesong die.

(End of this chapter)

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