Chapter 82 9
When Li Luo heard this, his face was extremely ugly, and his dangerous eyes swept towards Yi Qin like a blade.

What did she say, she didn't want him to die.

The sparkle in her eyes is for another man.

"Impossible." Turning around, he no longer looked at her, the tears on his face hurt his heart.

As proud as he is, how could he lose to others? He would block that palm for her.

In fact, what Li Luo did for her was more than a slap, he did so much, from childhood to adulthood, he gave so much for her.

Why!To save a rival!
"Li Luo, that's Li Luo!" someone shouted on the high platform.

Hearing a loud cry from the high platform, the pot exploded in an instant on the square.

These people gathered here just to deal with Li Luo, and the Master actually sent him to the door on his own initiative.

Moreover, just bring two subordinates, haha, a god-sent opportunity.

For a time, the heroes were excited.

Thousands of warriors surrounded in an instant, completely surrounding the ring.

While the top three and two were injured, Sima Mu did his part and quickly stood at the head of a thousand people. The other seven lieutenants were tied behind Sima Mu, overwhelming.

"Li Luo, hand over the holy stone, otherwise, today will be your death day next year." Sima Mu bears the brunt of it, looking at Li Luo arrogantly.

This time, as long as Li Luo is eliminated, then these thousand warriors will definitely be used by him. With this power in hand, in the future... Haha, the more I think about it, the more excited I get.

He planned for so long to kidnap Yiqin, let his wife pretend to be Yiqin, and remove all obstacles.

Originally, the teacher's wife poisoned Murong Jue's tea every day, but now that the two poisons are concurrent, there is no threat, then he can win the championship in one fell swoop, and when the time comes, a thousand warriors will be the only one for him.

And being harassed by that woman, even though he lost his teacher's wife, he was able to catch Li Luo in a trap by surprise, much faster.

"Yes, hand over the Holy Stone, hand over the Holy Stone." The uniform voice of everyone underground shook the sky with an astonishing momentum.

"Only by you?" Li Luo's expression turned cold, and he looked down arrogantly, as if the king came to the world, cold and dignified.

That one glance suppressed the aura of the crowd below.

Those cold eyes are like a monarch patrolling the territory, arrogant, domineering, indifferent and contemptuous, with a calm and formidable posture.

That kind of ruthlessness that is born to dominate the world, and that aura that is not angry but mighty, immediately suppressed the commotion in the audience, he just has that kind of power that shakes people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)

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