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The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 1290

There is almost no suspense in this kind of battle. If they can bet on a trillion high-grade spirit stones, they will bet without hesitation.

One of the biggest advantages of this Death Row Arena is that warriors don’t need to take out spirit stones when placing bets, and the settlement is done when they leave the arena.

Therefore, even if there is no spirit stone, you can place a bet.

Of course, if you can’t pay the losing bet when you finally leave, then I’m sorry, you will stay and play for Prisoner Arena, and you can’t leave until you pay off the bet.

The first bets were not only Li Feng and Hong Qinglin, but also the young man in the purple gold-rimmed robe.

The young man also bet 100,000 top-grade spirit stones, and also bet on Su Mo’s victory!

on the battlefield.

Su Mo looked at the tall and strong man, shook his head and said, “Reincarnation in the next life, keep your eyes bright!”

“what?”

The tall and strong man was startled when he heard the words. Before he could understand the meaning of the words, he saw a huge colorful fist coming surging.

boom!

There was a bang, and the battle platform quickly returned to calm.

The audience was silent, and everyone was staring at all this in a daze, because at this moment, there was no tall and strong man on the battle stage.

Under this punch, the tall and strong man had already been blasted to pieces and died completely.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then suddenly boiled up.

“Fuck, this kid is so powerful? He killed an opponent of the same level with one punch!”

“Amazing! I misread it!”

“Made, I’m in a hurry to make a bet before I come! The battle is over!”

The audience was noisy, everyone was shocked, and many warriors were cursing.

Even the people in the prison arena in the referee’s seat were slightly taken aback, and opened the formation after a while.

“A martial artist at the second level of the True Profound Realm, who is willing to enlighten me!”

After killing an opponent of the same level with one punch, Su Mo looked around the audience without changing his face, and spoke again loudly.

The entire prison arena quickly quieted down, and many warriors at the second level of the True Profound Realm showed contemplative expressions.

Because with the strength that Su Mo showed just now, ordinary second-level True Profound Realm fighters are really no match.

“It’s very interesting, I can’t help but want to shoot!”

A black-clothed young man with a cold face stood up, his feet moved, his figure floated down, and landed firmly on the battle platform.

“What? Haikun wants to attack!”

“Haikun makes a move, it will definitely win!”

“Hurry up and place your bets! Don’t miss the chance!”

When everyone saw the ruthless young man in black coming to the stage, they were startled and placed bets, all betting on the young man in black to win.

Because they were too familiar with the young man in black, his name was Haikun, and he was well-known in the entire Demon Sha Land.

This person is a warrior who puts blood on the tip of his sword, he is ruthless and kills like hemp.

It is said that this person was originally a genius disciple of a small sect, but because he raped/killed a fellow apprentice, he was expelled from the sect, and thus stayed in the land of demons all year round.

However, although this person’s character is unbearable, his strength is extremely strong, enough to compete against weaker third-level True Profound Realm warriors.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Mo would definitely die against Haikun.

Therefore, everyone hurriedly bet that Haikun would win.

However, there were three people who bet on Su Mo immediately. Of these three people, two were Li Feng and Hong Qinglin, and the other was the young man in the purple gold-rimmed robe.

After a short tilt, the formation on the battle platform was closed again, and the huge battle platform was completely enveloped by the formation’s aura.

When the formation is closed, it means that only one of Su Mo and Haikun can survive in the formation.

On the battle stage, Haikun sized up Su Mo and said coldly, “It’s your misfortune to meet me!”

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