I, Yuelao, quit!

Su Yun walked up slowly, and all the demons put down their wine glasses in boredom when they saw that it was just ordinary people who came out.

When walking on the martial arts passage, Su Yun saw the whole picture of the martial arts stage clearly.

For death row inmates, the narrow and long access to power is the first hurdle.

The passageway like a single-plank bridge is covered with dense knives. The sharp blades flashed a sharp white light faintly, and some light green irritating drugs were applied on them.

Next to it is the abyss.

Looking to the next door, the person controlled by the demon walked at the entrance of another passage.

The passage was smooth all the way, without any obstacles.

The crazy monster was lying on the competition stage, bent and tensed like a cheetah, and made an excited trill of 'ho ho', looking back and forth at the two men who were advancing towards him.

It seems to be thinking about whose meat is more tender and delicious.

All the monsters in the audience shouted to the competition stage impatiently wanting to quickly end this unspectacular match.

"Let that little boy push the condemned prisoner into the abyss!"

In an instant, two originally irrelevant passages were instantly connected together.

The little boy was controlled by the demon, his eyes were dazed, and he staggered towards Su Yun.

There are mountains of knives in the front and back of Su Yun, and beside it is the abyss where the bottom cannot be seen.

Su Yun stood where he was, waiting for the little boy to come slowly, without escaping or advancing.

The demons looked at Su Yun who was holding his breath and mocked.

"Then the condemned prisoner is not a fool, is he? How dare he stand where he is and not run away? Don't wait until you are smashed to pieces to regret it."

The little boy also stopped in place suddenly, buried his head deeply, roared like a beast, and rushed towards Su Yun at a faster speed.

The demon who manipulated the little boy wanted the little boy to die with Su Yun.

Su Yun took a deep breath, and at the moment when the little boy was about to rush in front of him, a hand knife hit him hard on the neck.

The little boy suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his dull pupils seemed to be awakened immediately, and he regained his sanity and sobriety.

Then he fell limply into Su Yun's arms and passed out.

Everything developed as Su Yun expected.

Su Yun carried the little boy on his back, stepped on the narrow gap between the sharp knives accurately, and slowly climbed up with ease.

His expression was calm, not even a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead.

The disdainful voices of all the monsters weakened a little, and the audience was surprisingly quiet.

When he successfully stood on the martial arts arena, almost all demon eyes were on him.

Su Yun looked up at the band platform floating above the competition platform.

On the martial arts arena, humans and beasts were fighting and fighting, desperate screams and wailing resounded through the sky, and the bare feet would step on the scraps of meat that were not cleaned up from time to time.

On the stage, the white fox turned into a human figure, twisting and dancing gracefully on the stage, its alluring body is only covered with a tulle.

The musician next to him bowed his head and played the piano, playing sluggish music that made people sink into the abyss of desire.

But after a short flight of steps, it was split into two completely different worlds.

The pit of despair and the pinnacle of bliss.

The legendary city lord 'Lu Bugui' sat at the back of the stage, with his subordinates covering his face with a brocade fan, leisurely picking grapes from the naked beauty's body to eat.

The roar of the crazy monster was so close that Su Yun could even smell the stench from the monster's mouth.

He retracted his gaze and carefully put the sleeping little boy aside.

Then without looking back, he stretched his hand back, just in time to firmly grab the weak throat of the monster.

The unspoken roar was completely suppressed in the throat.

After a stalemate for about 1 minute, the monster's eyes were about to burst, and it slowly lowered its head high, without making a sound.

Su Yun stood up slowly, looked around, and said softly.

"I won."

There was no sound in the auditorium.

The atmosphere is gloomy and depressing, as if a summer rainstorm is coming.

No one expected that someone would be able to stand at the end of the contest.

And it's as easy as stepping on an ant to death.

In the auditorium, a broken roar tore apart the dull atmosphere.

"Leave a few more monsters! Kill him!"

The brocade fan covering his face moved away slowly, and 'Lu Bugui' on the stage stood up, casually throwing a grape into his mouth.

"good idea."

Su Yun protected the little boy who was still sleeping on the stage. He bit his lower lip, clenched his hands tightly, and his fingertips dug deep into the flesh and blood.

Heart pounding restlessly.

Sure enough, the rules of the tournament are just a decoration for the monsters.

In an instant, several monsters were released from the cage, raised their heads and howled, and slowly approached Su Yun in a circle.

Holding his breath, Su Yun kicked the closest monster into the abyss first, and then slowly started to deal with other monsters that were about to move and tried to attack.

"Cheating! It must be cheating!"

All the monsters in the auditorium felt something was wrong belatedly.

"Cheating, that person is definitely not an ordinary person!"

'Lu Bugui' looked playfully at Su Yun on the stage.

"It's not an ordinary person, so who is it? It can't be... a god, right?"

There was a burst of mocking laughter from the audience.

When the laughter died down, 'Lu Bugui' continued unhurriedly.

"I heard that there is a kind of torture in the world, called the rain of knives. I worked hard and studied for a long time before I finally formed this spiritual technique. Now I invite you to appreciate it."

The context of using spiritual power became more and more clear, and Su Yun was already planning to use spiritual power.

The movements of 'Lu Bugui' when speaking seemed to be played at a slow speed. The mouth opened slightly and then closed slowly.

"It's raining," he said.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and the sharp streamer fell from the sky like a violent storm, and it was inevitable.

The little boy had been tortured long before he entered the competition arena, curled up with scars all over his body.

Su Yun looked up at the sky, and the transparent protective cover gradually took shape.

When Liu Guang fell into the air, a chuckle came from under the competition platform.

From far and near, the sound expanded heavily, and fell into everyone's ears clearly like thunder.

"It's a good knife, but it's a pity it's not authentic."

It was Lu Bugui's voice.

Liu Guang was abruptly suspended in mid-air, and a road appeared in the air under the competition stage.

Lu Bugui put away the tasseled brocade fan, and stepped on it slowly.

"I heard that someone is using my name to run rampant here and do all the things that violate the rules of the demon world."

'Lu Bugui' who was originally sitting on the bandstand disappeared when the real Lu Bugui appeared, and he didn't know where he fled.

The audience was dead silent.

Lu Bugui picked up the blood-stained little boy, and his golden boots stepped on the blood-stained arena without hesitation.

Every time he took a step, a gigantic crack opened up on the stage trembling slightly.

Lu Bugui smiled recklessly on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Stopping his feet, he looked around at the demons in the auditorium and sneered.

"Why, is my name so useful? Just smashing it out can suppress half of the demon world? Then painting my portrait on the door can also make money and ward off evil spirits and protect peace?"

"Since you trust me so much, come to think of it, if I charge you more money for life protection, you must agree? It's not expensive, one hundred thousand spirit stones per person."

A big demon who is not afraid of death stood up and roared.

"Where is there any life-saving money? That's not what the rules of the demon world say!..."

Lu Bugui narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the dissatisfied audience roaring in the auditorium with his charming peach eyes, and said slowly with a half-smile.

"There are no rules in the demon world, and what I say is the rules."

The voice was like fallen leaves falling to the surface of the lake, first there was a circle of peaceful water ripples, and then more violent waves exploded.

The big demon who spoke seemed to be pinched around the neck by a transparent hand.

He was suddenly lifted up into the air, then slammed against the high wall that isolated the outside world, and fell down in a breathless death, smashing into a puddle of blood on the ground.

The corner of Lu Bugui's mouth curled up.

"Anyone else, want to tell me the rules?"

"I, all ears."