"Buy to leave, buy to leave!"
After a bloodbath, Huanxi Town once again ushered in the long-lost hustle and bustle, only this time, not in the town, but in an empty valley a hundred miles outside the town.
Qiu Yanhai set up a stall and started hissing and yelling: "Everyone is their own. There are no restrictions on what you can bet on. They just want to be fun. Here is the three young masters, one pays three; here is the steward Zhuo. Mysterious guard of the world, Killing the World Sword Boy, lost five, and bet!"
As soon as the voice fell, a group of people approached Ding Ling Suanlang, took out all the treasures they had hidden, and threw them on the gaming table. There are elixirs, spiritual soldiers, and peerless medicinal materials.
But at this moment, there was a loud noise, and a large red wine jar was thrown on the table fiercely.
Looking at this thing, everyone knows who this strange thing is without thinking about it.
Qiu Yanhai raised his eyes helplessly, looking at the face of Jiu Jianxian's lees nose, and said with a smile: "Old predecessor, although I just said that, there are no restrictions. I just want to be lively. You can't bet at will. An altar of bar, what is this? Ten spirit stones are not worth it!"
"What ten spirit stones are not worth? This is an aged wine of Murong's family. The old man came to Murong's family for a good price. If it weren't for the excitement of you here, if it were for you to cheer, this wine I'm not willing yet, huh!" He curled his lips in disdain, Jiu Jianxian arrogantly raised his toes.
With a wry smile and shook his head, Qiu Yanhai was also unable to: "Well, for the sake of your seniors, count your ten Holy Spirit Stones. Who are you going to charge?"
"Then need to say, the third master of the steward Zhuo!"
The corner of his mouth curled up, and Jiujian Xian said with a smile: "Now everyone is so familiar, who doesn't know the strength of this ancient tee, and it is comparable to us. Especially in this sanctuary, everyone has reached the spirit king level, he Not to mention his strength. As for the sword boy, the old man can't see it. To be on the safe side, let's be the third master!"
Everyone nodded slightly as soon as this remark came out, quite agreeing. Compared to someone who doesn't know the details, it's safer to bet on the ancient three links.
However, at this moment, there was another soft touch, and a guqin was thrown in the center of the gaming table. At the same time, a leisurely voice also resounded in my ears suddenly: "I'll take the sword boy!"
"Liu Mubai?"
Unexpectedly, Jiu Jianxian took a deep look at him, and said strangely: "Do you know the strength of that sword boy, just take him on him?"
With a wicked smile, Liu Mubai slowly shook his head: "I don't know, but where is the strength of someone who can be selected by Zhuo Fan as a personal guard? I'm afraid this Third Young Master has agreed so easily. It’s a bit rash to challenge him. After all, he knows himself and the enemy before he can win all battles. Now he is in the light, others are in the dark, and the number of wins and losses seems to be more in the hands of this sword boy!"
"It makes sense! It is worthy of revenge for the family, who has tolerated for so many years, and his thoughts are more careful than ours!" The eyes were bright, everyone suddenly opened up, and one after another they moved their bargaining chips on the side of the ancient three links. Under the name of Jiantong.
Jiu Jianxian couldn't help licking some dry lips, and couldn't help moving the wine jar over: "Uh... Liu Mubai, old man, I will believe you this time. If you lose, you will have to pay me. This jar of wine!"
"No problem, let's say that my piano is still there, hahaha..." With a free smile, Liu Mubai didn't care at all, but looked at the peak of the two with ease with a smile in his eyes.
Since the sword star destroyed the country, he has been wishing for many years, his whole person has also become a lot lighter!
On the other hand, there was constant noisy and shouting here, but Zhuo Fan, Luo Yunhai and others stood quietly in front of the mountain, looking straight at the two people looking at each other for thousands of miles, and their eyes exuded fighting spirit.
After hesitating a little, Luo Yunhai looked at Zhuo Fan and asked, "Brother Zhuo, who is that sacred sword boy, can he really be longer and shorter with the third son?"
"It might work!"
Nodded faintly, Zhuo Fan said quietly, "Although the little third son broke through to the early stage of the Spirit King in the sanctuary, but the sword boy was transformed by my magic sword. He has half of my skills, or in other words, except for my eyes. Mou, he has all my remaining strength. Fighting with the little third son shouldn't fall into the wind!"
What
The body couldn't help but shake, everyone yelled out: "He is the deity of the divine sword?"
"Yes, maybe because of this, he is not a human, let alone an ordinary creature, but a sword. We can't see his cultivation."
Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan continued: "According to what he said, he is like me, in the middle of the Spirit King, but I want to see how strong he is. The little third son is just right for me to fight with him!"
Nodding clearly, everyone understood. Que'er glanced bitterly at Gu Santong from a distance, and sighed deeply in her heart.
Hey, third brother, be careful, that kid is a father's sword, not a human being. In this way, the victory or defeat of the Divine Sword against the holy beast is only two things to say...
Without knowing the identity of the other party, nor the worries in Que'er's heart, Gu Santong saw that the other party had a baby less than ten years old. If it’s a human being, hum, it’s a piece of cake, it can be squeezed to death with a finger, so he said with a grin and grin: "Boy, no matter how you say, we are also our own, if you quit now, if you still have time, I won’t embarrass you. , And you won’t be unable to get off the stage, just treat my father as a face!"
"Little third son, you are still so arrogant!"
With a grin, Jian Tong curled his lips in disdain, and said with a flash of light in his eyes: "Even if you are a holy beast, but now this is a holy domain, you are only adolescence. Before you reach adulthood, many people can kill you. Yes. Today I will give you a vaccination on behalf of the master, and be cautious in words and deeds when I go out in the future. I have to lose my life and regret it!"
Ok
The body trembled unconsciously, and Gu Santong looked at him strangely. Is this kid really his father's son? How do you say that your discourse, style, and arrogance are all so similar
When everyone saw this, they also looked at Zhuo Fan with strange expressions.
Steward Zhuo, this is the second you, you were still in your youth, it was almost carved out of a mold!
Without speaking, Zhuo Fan just smiled and said nothing. It seems that this Jiantong really inherited his demeanor all over his body, it is simply not like his own son!
In a blink of an eye, he glanced at Zhuo Fan, and seeing that he had nothing to say, Gu Santong took another deep breath and settled down. It seems that this kid is not so close to the old man, and he can let him teach it, so he darkened his face and sneered: "It's fine for the old man to teach me this sentence. Which onion and garlic, you little bastard? , Is also rationed to Xiaoye's injections? It's not necessarily who will give the shots, huh!"
As soon as the voice fell, the ancient Santong stepped abruptly, and immediately moved, and the scarlet fist slammed the Jiantong fiercely without delay. However, it is clear that this punch has left a sense of measure, hitting seven points, and three points. But even so, the ancient tee still felt heavy and withdrew two points again.
"Three young masters, just let the horse come here, don't be frightened, I can withstand your punch!"
A wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Jian Tong's fingers were brought together, and in his eyes, a red light flashed past his fingertips, and he suddenly punched the ancient three-way.
Huh!
The sword light flashed by, soaring into the sky.
But seeing a red-red glow in a blink of an eye, he touched it, violently colliding with the ancient three-way, making a deafening noise. The ancient tee also couldn't help but trembles, and was repelled so steeply. He drew back a hundred meters away before he could stop his body, but his eyes were full of shock when he looked at the sword boy. : "Sky Sword? And it is the most extreme sky Sword Do? How can you have such a strength? Such a strong sky Sword strength, only father..."
"It's worthy of being transformed by Steward Zhuo's sword. It really inherits the essence of Steward Zhuo's kendo!" His eyes couldn't stop shaking, and Shangguan Feixiong also exclaimed.
Nodding faintly, Zhuo Fan’s mouth was smiling: "He used to be one with me, physically and mentally, and he obtained five types of kendo from me. It is reasonable. Just listening to what he said, he seems to have understood the sixth type of kendo, and that’s me. I want to see!"
"The sixth type?"
With a sigh of heart, Shangguan Feixiong and the others looked at each other, thought a little, and nodded slightly: "Yes, butler Zhuo can practice the five kinds of kendo to the extreme. As a divine sword and sword spirit, his understanding of kendo is inevitable. At a deeper level, even if the five swords are combined in one, it is possible! In this way, the old man also wants to see this sixth type of swordsmanship, ha ha ha... "
When the others heard it, they also laughed, their eyes shining brightly at the decisive battlefield, full of expectation.
At the same time, on the gaming table, many people are already preparing to move the bargaining chips that previously supported the ancient tee to the side. When Qiu Yanhai saw this, he immediately stopped doing it and yelled: "What are you guys doing? Are there any rules? I've agreed to leave. Now that the third master is not working, I want to change the stakes? It's not that easy. Humph!"
"Damn it, as soon as Xiaoye lost his hand, this group of people lost faith in Xiaoye? It's too shameful, you have to find a place to get back!"
He couldn't help but squeeze. Gu Santong suddenly felt his heart stagnated when he heard the old man's yelling, and his expression became even more anger. When he looked at the sword boy on the opposite side, he stepped fiercely and rushed forward again:" Stinky boy, it was the little master who asked you to come, now the little master is going to be serious, please be careful, hahaha..."
With that said, the ancient three links had already shaken both fists and swiped into the space fiercely.
boom!
Like a mountain whistling a tsunami, the world is cracking, the gurgling shock wave shook the entire space to pieces, and the dark space cracks, like spider webs, spread to the sword boy suddenly, the sound of Karakala, also echoed in the ears, endlessly. !
When everyone saw this, they all felt shocked, and even the space was shattered. If the people in the space were affected, wouldn't they also be torn to pieces
This is incredible!
In the past, the air shock of the ancient three links can at most survive the shock wave. But now, the ancient three links in the Spirit King Realm can even shatter in space. And what space is, the place where all living things depend, if the space shatters, then this living thing will surely shatter along with it.
Steward Zhuo, this is killing people!
For a while, everyone looked at Zhuo Fan again to see how he handled it.
However, Zhuo Fan was still noncommittal when he saw this, but he gave a light smile: "That kid is not a human being, even if the sky is broken, it has nothing to do with him!"
Thinking of this, everyone suddenly realized.
Yes, he is the sword body of the Divine Sword, even if the space is torn, it can't tear him...