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The intentions of the Di Clan were unclear, as if they were doing it intentionally. If they really wanted to force the marriage, they didn't even need to fight, they only needed to use their clan's influence to secretly suppress them.

What was the point in letting go of the news now to attract the many experts from the God Realm to attend?

The match was about to begin, and there was no time for her to think about it.

Although Di Feipeng was frivolous and arrogant, his strength was not weak. Nanyue Ming needed to wake up. The underworld clans had plenty of godly treasures. Who knew what treasures those old bastards of the Di Clan had given him.

In the center of the city, the hundred meter wide arena was already completely surrounded by people. Even the area above it was densely packed with people, covering the entire sky.

Seeing this situation, Su Yue Ming immediately wrinkled his brow, the worry in his heart growing even more intense.

This time, the Di Clan was not trying to force the marriage, they could not afford to lose that much face by acting so brazenly.

The most important thing was that Di Feipeng was not her opponent. The Di Clan was very clear on this point, yet they still wanted to challenge her.

Conspiracy. There had to be a conspiracy.

On the arena, a young man had already been waiting for a long time. He had an arrogant and domineering expression on his face, as if he didn't put everyone in his eyes.

This kind of second generation elder actually dared to come challenge me, and I was angered to death by him. Su Yueming lightly patted his forehead, trying his best to calm down.

Su Yueming, it's still too late to regret. With this young master's status, it's more than enough to match you." "Seeing that Su Yueming had appeared, Di Feipeng immediately became even more arrogant.

Su Yueming didn't even give him a single glance. She only turned around and said to the two referees, "Announce the rules."

The two judges were a member of the Celestial domain and an elder of the Di Clan.

The rules of the arena were very simple. Those who were on the outside and those who pleaded for mercy all lost.

The rules did not restrict the difference between life and death, and Su Yueming did not ask either. In her eyes, Di Feipeng was simply a dead man.

After announcing the rules, the official match began.

Di Feipeng took out a long purple blade. This blade was taller than him, and was entirely purple, exuding an unusual aura.

"Not good enough!" Upon seeing this, Su Yueming couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

No wonder he dared to come to the arena. He didn't expect that the lost godly weapon of the ancient era would actually be in the hands of the Di Clan.

If Divine Weapons were lacking, then the Divine Weapons used by supreme experts in ancient times would be known as Supreme Divine Weapons.

The biggest difference between a normal Divine Weapon and an ordinary Divine Weapon was that it had the ability to attack, defend, and protect its master.

Carrying a Supreme Divine Weapon would be equivalent to two people fighting Su Yueming.

Moreover, every single Supreme Divine Weapon was created with their blood essence when they were alive, which in itself was half a Martial Saint.

In the worst case scenario, even a supreme divine weapon could match up against a God Emperor.

This was Di Feipeng's trump card. Su Yueming's chances of winning all of a sudden dropped from one hundred percent to fifty percent.

However, her strength was not high, and even if she had a godly weapon, it would be useless. Su Yueming let out a long breath, she still had the confidence to defeat Di Feipeng.

Both of their auras rose without a sound. When Di Feipeng was about to take the lead and attack first, he was shocked to find that his body was unable to move.

He carefully looked at his feet and saw that several golden lines were silently binding him.

Originally, he thought that it was Su Yueming's doing, but he discovered that even she had a face full of confusion.

The two referees saw that something was amiss and immediately shouted, "Who is disturbing the arena?"

"It's really lively here. What should be here has already come. If you don't mind, I'll just make up a portion for it, right?"

Suddenly, a human figure slowly floated down from the sky, and as if he was taking a step forward, he walked towards the arena from afar.

Black clothed, white hair, proud and aloof eyes. He still had his hands behind his back and displayed an air of superiority in front of all the experts in South City.

"Lei Ao, it's actually you!"

In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures flew up from the city and landed on the arena.

"Strange, isn't this what you were hoping for? Isn't the reason why the experts of the God Realm were attracted here, that they wanted me to come out? "

Lei stood proudly on the arena stage, looking at the crowd of Divine Veins disciples with a face full of disdain.

"You actually managed to come out alive from the lightning pool."

The entire south of the city was filled with the sound of breathing.

Oh, lightning pool, what kind of place is that? I believe there is no one in the God Realm who does not know about it.

Since ancient times, even Martial Saints did not dare to step foot in this land of death. Yet, someone was able to leave alive.

He was Lei Ao. Su Yueming sized up Lei Ao with interest as his feet lightly floated behind him.

The Di Clan's plot was clearly aimed at Lei Ao. They might really have this intention for this marriage competition, but it was definitely not their main goal.

Since the main character had appeared, there was no need for Su Yue Ming to rush this muddy water. At the same time, she was also extremely shocked by Lei Ao's forceful appearance. Even though she knew that the enemy had set a trap for her, she still fearlessly came over.

Was it confidence? Reckless?

He was about the same age as her, but he had a head full of white hair. Behind this white hair, perhaps there was a story that was unknown.

Treason...

Su Yue Ming's beautiful face revealed a trace of a smile. She was very interested in Lei Ao and thus, she didn't appear too often. Most of the time, she was just running away.

However, it was undeniable that every time the rumors spread about him, it would be enough to shake the entire God Realm.

In the battle between the two Realms Mountain, he also clearly knew that the other side had set a trap for him to enter the game, but he didn't hesitate to fight one thousand times.

It was said that he had done it for a girl. Perhaps it was his confidante.

The first to attack was a beauty. After a bloodbath, she slaughtered her way up to the Chen family and fought fiercely with the Divine Emperor for three days and three nights.

At that time, his strength had already been strong enough to make everyone in the Realm of the Gods feel threatened.

South of the city was not the two Realms Mountain, nor was a Divine Vein disciple that the Chen family could compare to.

Su Yueming suddenly realized that she had been ignored. In the past three days, tens of thousands of strong people had been attracted to the South City. At this moment, all of their gazes were focused on Lei Ao.

"Little beast, it will be hard for you to escape today. The south of the city will be your burial ground."

In the middle of the crowd, an elderly figure slowly flew over to Lei Ao's side. His eyes were filled with a strong hatred, as if he couldn't wait to swallow Lei Ao whole.

He was Lan Chao. When he was chasing Lei Ao, although he had sent Lei Ao into the lightning pool, he had lost his direct disciple's life. There was also his own little grandson. Although he didn't die, his meridians were all crippled, and it was even worse than death.

The second time, he did not stop. It was also because of his sneak attack that Nangong had failed and sent him to the Realm of Death.

It could be said that he was the one who started everything.

As he thought of this, Lei Ao's resentment, grief, anger, and killing intent flooded into his mind. As he looked at the enemy in front of him, his eyes reddened.

"Old fool, I, Lei Ao, have come today to kill you."

The roar of grief and indignation shook the entire Southern City. At this moment, everyone could feel the sadness concealed under that white hair.

Lan Jue didn't expect Lei Ao to make a sudden move. It was too late for him to dodge as he watched the massive hand print cover the entire ring.

Twenty-five years ago, he was a peak Saint Ruler. Now, Lei Ao was a Third Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler.

Lan Chao didn't know that Lei Ao's cultivation was close to that of the God Emperor. As long as they continued to fight, their strength would definitely increase by leaps and bounds.

One palm was enough to smash the entire arena into pieces, but it wasn't enough to take Lan Chao's life.

Behind Lei Ao, the Di Clan disciple had a gloomy expression on his face. He raised the divine weapon in his hand a few times and then gently put it down.

A sneak attack was easy to say, but he wasn't completely confident. From the very beginning, he had been stunned by Lei Ao's arrogant attitude, and his momentum fell to a disadvantage.

He knew that his family borrowing him to play the combat arena had attracted Lei Ao, but playing the combat arena wasn't an excuse. He really wanted to have a woman like Su Yueming.

He believed that only such a woman would be worthy of his status as the Di Clan.

Ever since Lei Ao appeared, Su Yueming's gaze had been focused on him, causing Di Feipeng to be extremely jealous. The anger in his heart had concealed his fear.

Lei Ao was the first to unleash an attack, shattering the entire arena. Di Feipeng's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness as he quietly lifted his divine weapon.

"Be careful!" Su Yueming couldn't help but remind her.

Although Lei Ao had never interacted with her before, she didn't know why, but she didn't want the young man in front of her to die here.

Lei Ao's horn revealed a sneer. His right hand was still in the state of the big hand print. Without looking at the situation behind him, he waved his huge palm.

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