Meng Hao's expression was as usual, without the slightest disturbance. He calmly looked at the middle-aged Li, who was surnamed sarcastically, and Zhou Shanyue with a sullen smile beside him.
Chen Fan looked ugly. He knew that Senior Brother Li and Zhou Shanyue had a good relationship, so he was already disgusted with him here, but he was worried that he had a sword pill here, so he didn't do anything too much on weekdays.
But now that he caught Meng Hao by his side, he made things difficult for him, and his heart was vicious.
"If you want to fight, you and I will fight." Chen Fan said coldly.
"You and I are in the same clan, so naturally you don't need to learn from each other. Li just wants to discuss one or two with this foreign disciple next to you. Brother Chen, you won't even want to stop this, right?" The middle-aged Li surnamed with a smile.
Chen Fan snorted and pulled Meng Hao to leave. Meng Hao smiled slightly. This matter seemed very interesting to him, but since Brother Chen was kind, he did not refuse. When he was about to leave, suddenly Yes, Zhou Shanyue next to the middle-aged Li, said in a dark voice.
"It doesn't matter if you are afraid. Brother Li will limit his cultivation to the mid-foundation stage. This is fair. I really want to see the spells of the foreign cultivators. Brother Chen, this matter has nothing to do with you. He always I can't be behind you for a lifetime." As soon as Zhou Shanyue spoke out, most of the hundreds of Jianzong disciples around laughed.
They are the cultivation of a sword sect, so naturally they will not be inclined to outsiders, but many of them look at Chen Fan's face. At this moment, although there is no ridicule, they also have the mentality of watching the excitement.
Chen Fan turned a deaf ear, and was about to pull Meng Hao away. Meng Hao suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the middle-aged Li and Zhou Shanyue. There was a touch on his face that seemed to be anxious, as if he was annoyed and turned into anger.
"Fighting cannot have life or death, then you need to have a bet!" The expression seemed to be a deterrent to the face at this moment.
On Thursday, the Sword Sect cultivators laughed, even if their cultivation is not as good as Meng Hao, they are the Sword Sect and the disciples of the No. 1 Sect in the Southern Territory, so they are naturally a little high-hearted.
Zhou Shanyue laughed, and the middle-aged Li surnamed next to him, and laughter came out even more.
"Well, if you don't hide behind Junior Brother Chen and dare to come here to compete, why not give you a bet, Li has a sword here, worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones, if you win, this sword is for you!" Li In the middle-aged laughter, the middle-aged surname raised his storage bag with his right hand, and immediately appeared a cyan long sword in his hand, with the gleam of the sword on it. Although it was not excellent, it was extraordinary.
"Little brother, you..." Chen Fan was about to speak. Meng Hao's eyes were red, interrupting Chen Fan's words, and staring at the middle-aged Li.
"The sword of tens of thousands of spiritual stones is not enough for Meng Mou to take action. If you can take out more things, you will fight you down!" Meng Hao said loudly. His expressions and words are now extremely loud. Habits, after all, he did a lot of similar things when he was in the country of Zhao, and now there is a golden gun in Qiankun’s bag that is useless...
Everyone laughed. The middle-aged Li surnamed Meng Hao, and his mockery grew stronger.
"Well, if you can come up with anything, if you lose next time, it will be equivalent to accompany you." During the middle-aged Li's words, Zhou Shanyue also laughed.
"That's fine, if you can take it out, if you win, not only will Senior Brother Li accompany you with the same price, but Zhou will also accompany you." As he said, there was a murderous flash in Zhou Shanyue's eyes, provoking Look at Chen Fan.
"This is true!" Meng Hao seemed to inhale, with some dodge in his eyes, but it still felt like he was forced to speak.
"This place is a sword sect, how can I be fake when I wait to speak!" Zhou Shanyue said proudly.
Chen Fan grabbed Meng Hao's arm and was about to speak.
However, Meng Hao trembled, turning around like a violent one, and said word by word to Chen Fan.
"Brother Chen, borrow your sword pill for a use!"
Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao, and after a few breaths of silence, his right hand suddenly lifted, and the small black sword appeared in the palm of his hand. It was the sword that could release the power of pill formation. pill!
This sword pill is extremely important to Chen Fan. If he loses it, his position in the sect will be lost immediately, and the consequences will be even more serious. But even if it was, he was silent for a few breaths. Take it out immediately and put it into Meng Hao's hands.
This feeling of brotherhood, at this moment, with the sword pill in his hand, made Meng Hao look deeply at Chen Fan. The warmth in his heart occupies all of it, turned into a lifetime memory, and will never be forgotten.
"Junior Brother wants to gamble with them, just go over it without worry, it doesn't matter if you lose, it's not a big deal, if you win, I also want to see what they give!" Chen Fan suddenly said, with encouragement in his eyes.
Even though he was not optimistic about Meng Hao, he still spoke like this at this moment. At this moment, all around was quiet, and all eyes were condensed on the black sword pill in Meng Hao's hand.
"That's the sword pill used by Master Zhou when he formed his pill!!"
"One sword with seven sons, Brother Chen actually took out this thing as a bet for this stranger..."
"This bet is too big!!"
After a brief silence, there was an uproar immediately. The disciples all around had their eyes piercing, and many people immediately took out the sound transmission jade slips and informed the same door in other areas that there was a big bet here!
"This is my bet, and you have to take out yours too. If you can't pay it, don't fight!" Meng Haoguo broke up, his eyes showed the intention of giving up, but it clearly gave people the feeling that it was pretending to be calm. Frighten others away.
Zhou Shanyue's body shook, staring at the black sword pill in Meng Hao's hand, breathing quickly. The middle-aged Li next to him was the same. The two looked at each other and saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes. And fiery, more shocking.
They also didn't expect that Chen Fan could actually take out this sword pill to make a bet for his junior.
"If you can't take it out, it's not that Meng didn't gamble!" Meng Hao said again and was about to return the sword pill to Senior Brother Chen. Seeing Meng Hao's situation, how could Zhou Shanyue agree, and at this moment, he raised his right hand without hesitation. Tear off the shirt and directly take out the piece of jade pendant hanging on the neck.
"This thing is the life jade my father made by himself. It is condensed with the blood of its cultivation. Although it is not lethal, it can resist the attack of the Nascent Soul!
If you win, this thing belongs to you, and I will even give you the blood of my cultivation as a way for you to melt this thing. What Zhou said, absolutely no words! "Zhou Shanyue's voice was firm, the words spread all over the surrounding area, even Chen Fan took a deep breath, and looked at the life jade, which he knew was something his master guarded his children and heirs. If the wheel is worth, in fact Also surpass his own sword pill.
Meng Hao obviously felt stunned for a while, and his breathing seemed to start quickly. Zhou Shanyue who was watching immediately sneered, his eyes flashed with cold.
"One is not enough, you just said, each of you must take out one!" Meng Hao's voice was somewhat reluctant.
The middle-aged Li laughed when he heard the words, and when he looked at Meng Hao coldly, he took another look at Chen Fan, who was so gloomy and even pale at the moment. His heart was instantly settled. He knew Chen Fan and Chen Fan’s character. What kind of fraud will be done, and this expression is enough to explain the problem.
"Li does not have the treasures of Junior Brother Zhou, but he still has some savings in his body. If you have the same clan, can you lend Li some spiritual stones? Li will return it when he uses it. It will not be used in vain. Thanks a lot." The middle-aged Li surnamed with a smile, and bowed to the hundreds of people around him. At this moment, there are many monks from the periphery who are coming quickly, making the number of people here more and more.
"This matter is easy to say, Brother Li speaks, I will wait for natural help."
"Haha, I don't have many spirit stones here. After many years of accumulation, I finally have a few thousand. Brother Li wants to borrow it, so naturally I have to give it."
"Senior Brother Li, don't worry, we will definitely help you in this matter!" There was laughter from hundreds of people around, and one by one immediately took out the spirit stones. Everyone was waiting for hundreds of thousands. Soon, it was enough. Hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones.
"These spiritual stones cannot be compared with Junior Brother Zhou’s treasures, nothing more, Li does not take advantage of you. There are some magic treasures in my storage bag, which can also be counted as more than one hundred thousand spiritual stones. Together, it is almost five. One hundred thousand!" The middle-aged surnamed Li flicked his sleeves, his body flew up suddenly, turning into a long rainbow, and went straight to the battlefield. Amidst the voices of the people around, he stood in the battlefield, his figure proudly looking at Meng. Ho.
Chen Fan smiled bitterly, looked at Meng Hao, and took a deep breath. When he was about to explain a little bit, Meng Hao had already put the sword pill aside, and he flew out in an instant and went straight to the battlefield.
No one will stop this battle.
As Meng Hao stepped into the battlefield, the Jianzong monks all around immediately looked around, and saw that the middle-aged Li surnamed proudly. He raised his right hand and pressed his eyebrows, and the cultivation was immediately suppressed from the late stage of foundation building. , Turned into the mid-term peak of the foundation of the six platforms.
"Don't say that Li bullied you, I said that if I deal with you with the power of the middle stage of foundation building, I will never use the later stage of cultivation to suppress you." The middle-aged Li raised his chin and spoke indifferently.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this." Meng Hao stood in the battlefield, his expression was completely different from before. He no longer had the slightest intention of deception, but smiled. The smile was cheerful and shy.
This shy, the people here are not clear, but if there are those who have dealt with Meng Hao from the Zi Yunzong, at first glance, they will definitely have a numb scalp, and when they look like a nightmare, they will also be extremely angry.
"Because you will solve it by yourself in a while..." Meng Hao said shyly, like a scholar on the Daqing Mountain, and seemed a little bit embarrassed. As soon as the words were spoken, his body suddenly took a step forward.