Chapter 86 Mutation

With his order, more than 30 brocade disciples rushed out of the main hall.

All these people didn't say a word, but silently surrounded the death field with stakes and ropes in the open space in front of the temple. Judging from their clever movements, these people are all well-trained and not ordinary low-level disciples of Qixuanmen.

Looking at the venue of the duel being circled, Li Feiyu asked Han Li with some restlessness, "Are we hiding here all the time and doing nothing? Are we watching them duel? This doesn't seem appropriate!"

"What's wrong? There is no danger in your little lover now. It is very safe. When the two sides finished the duel, we took advantage of the chaos when the Wild Wolf Gang evacuated and secretly took Miss Zhang out. Then you two go far away and find a place where they can't find to hide. The people above the province will treat you as a scapegoat and let you bear the big black pot that you can't afford. Han Li said lightly, it seems that he doesn't have a deep sense of belonging to Qixuanmen.

"Isn't this an elopement? No, Shu'er won't agree!" Li Feiyu shook his head like a drum.

"Then you just knock her out, take her away by force, and then cook cooked rice again." Han Liman replied carelessly.

"You..." Li Feiyu was stared at by Han Li's words and was speechless.

Just as the two were entangled, the master of the king solemnly received two blood-red documents from a disciple, which were the deeds of life and death. He left one of them with him, and handed over the other one to Jia Tianlong on the opposite side.

When Jia Tianlong took this thing, his expression also became solemn. He carefully opened the document, carefully browsed it, and confirmed that there was no problem. Then he nodded, closed the document again, and then began to select the dead soldiers who went to war.

After some screening, he selected thirteen elite masters from the Wild Wolf Gang. In order to reduce losses, he also selected more than a dozen good gangs from the small gangs. Anyway, whether these people are willing to contribute or not, as long as they sign a death deed, they have to fight for their own lives. As for the remaining candidates, they are all composed of iron guards who are good at cooperation around him. Of course, Jinguang Shangren will definitely be on the field, and he also expects this man's flying sword skills to be powerful!

Just when Jia Tianlong was busy, Wang Juechu on the opposite side did not know when he returned to the stone hall. He has not been seen coming out so far. He must be racking his brains for the candidate to participate in the death struggle.

When the death fighting field was completely completed, the master of the king finally came out of the hall with three or four hundred people.

These people are old and young, male and female, but they are all full of divine light and steady. Obviously, they are the elite of Qixuanmen. Among them, what makes Jia Tianlong care most is the three people who follow Wang Juechu closely.

These three people, one with a fluttering Confucian shirt, full of books on his face, dressed like a scholar; one is burly and tall, with a bare chest and a beard like a steel needle, which looks extremely tough; the last one is a cold-faced man in gray clothes and carrying a long sword.

At a glance, these people seem to be middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, but if you look at their faces a little, you will find that in their eyebrows, there is a sense of vicissitudes of life that only seventy or eighty-year-olds old people have, which makes people feel that their age is not only as young as they look.

Jia Tianlong knew in his heart that these three people must be Wang Juechu's three uncles. It seemed that the other party really risked everything and wanted to stay here.

Thinking of this, he turned sideways, pointed to the three people, and said to the dwarf golden light next to him, "Sir, I don't know what do you think of those three people? Can you take it?"

"It's just a few mortals. As soon as my flying sword comes out, their little life will be over! What's there to worry about? Can't you trust me?" Jin Guang's superiors stared at him, dissatisfied, and his tone was a little unkind.

"Don't dare, dare not! It's just a casual question. Don't tok it to heart. Jia Tianlong hurriedly accompanied the smiling face, for fear of offending the biggest reliance at this time.

"Hmm!" After hearing this, the dwarf's anger gradually subsided.

Seeing this, Jia Tianlong put his heart into his stomach. This fairy is really hard to serve!

He smiled bitterly, turned around in a hurry, and shouted loudly, "Are you ready? Start signing the life and death letter!"

With this scolding, the wild wolf helped those who participated in the death fight began to solemnly write their names on the life-and-death book and signed the death deed to show their fighting spirit.

At the same time, Wang Juechu was not willing to show weakness and said coldly, "Sign the book of life and death!"

Suddenly, from the crowd of Qixuanmen, dozens of pre-picked dead warriors came out of the crowd, and they were also ready to sign the death deed on the document.

As these people walked out, Han Li naturally looked here to see if there were any acquaintances he knew in the crowd. He also saw the three uncles of the master of the royal sect, but he didn't care much. He glanced past in a hurry and looked at an old man in blue.

As soon as he saw the old man's face, Han Li couldn't help whispering, "Elder Li!"

This man was actually saved by Han Li. Ma Rong's master, Elder Li, was also one of the people who participated in the death fight. It was unexpected.

After Han Li came back to his senses, he hurriedly turned around, patted Li Feiyu's shoulder vigorously, and said, "Did you see it? Elder Li is also there, and he also wants to sign a life and death certificate!"

Li Feiyu stood motionless in place without saying anything. He looked into the distance, as if he had heard nothing, and his expression was very sad.

"Huh! What's going on?" Han Li was a little surprised.

"Even if Elder Li wants to sign the letter of life and death, it doesn't have to be like this!" He asked strangely.

Hearing this, Li Feiyu finally closed his eyes. He stared at Han Li blankly and said something that made Han Li also distracted for a moment.

"Sleeve... Sleeve, she is also there, and she also wants to participate in the death fight!"

After saying this, Li Feiyu's face immediately became extremely ugly.