C152 (1/2)

The moment the peach blossoms appeared, the corpse fell onto the ground!

This was the terrifying Lady Peach Blossom. She reverted back to her mature and virtuous appearance. Clutching her lips as she lightly smiled, she left the arena.

To the audience, this woman who was breathtakingly beautiful was no different from a ferocious beast. Those who were gazed upon by Madam Peach Blossom all felt their hairs stand on end, and their bodies trembled in fear.

At this moment, the referee stepped onto the stage, ”Bai Xiaochuan, Yin!”

Bai Xiaochuan strode onto the stage. He saw that in the distance, the old man from Fallen Spirits Sect walked over unsteadily. The cathode was precisely that old man!

All of the Chen Family disciples immediately became excited. ”Good! The little white thief had finally met a tough opponent! Old man Ying Gui has been famous for a long time, and today, he will definitely strip off the little white thief and swallow her alive! ”

Someone shouted, ”Senior Yin Gui! Today, I will show off my divine power and torture this little white thief to death! ”

One of them immediately started the fight like a raging fire on the prairie. The entire battle arena was in an uproar as everyone started shouting. The sound of people killing the little white thief rose and fell one after another.

Bai Xiaochuan's expression did not change and he even wanted to laugh. After fighting three consecutive matches, this group of people came over and said these words. His ears were about to become calluses from listening.

The cheers and cheers from the crowd seemed to have gone unheard for Old Man Ghost. He still swayed three times in a single step as he slowly walked over while trembling.

Bai Xiaochuan said cheerfully, ”Old Master, it's been hard on you to come to the arena with your body.”

Old man Yin Gui grinned and laughed, looking just like a living corpse: ”I'm already old, cough cough.” Of course I can't compare to you youngsters. ”

Bai Xiaochuan scoffed, ”Old Master, I did hit you pretty hard. You have to be careful.”

The ghost finally walked up to him, panting and coughing. He patted his chest before calming down. With a slight smile, his eyes twinkled as he said, ”My hand is not light either. Be careful, you youngster.”

The two of them chuckled and reached for their storage pouches. They were waiting for the judge to give the order for a life and death battle to begin!

The referee loudly announced the start of the match!

In an instant, the old man brandished his skeleton walking stick. Black smoke billowed out of the skeleton's mouth as three blood-red soul fragments shot out.