Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

"The winner, Li Changsheng."

An executor of Wanshou Mountain announced the result.

boom!
Following Cheng Shaohua's defeat, countless people were shocked at this moment, and everyone exclaimed.

Cheng Shaohua is a disciple of the Immeasurable Immortal Sect, so he was defeated, which is simply unbelievable for anyone.

"It's impossible, how could Cheng Shaohua lose."

First of all, the group of elders from Wanshou Mountain, they made a private bet and overwhelmed Cheng Shaohua to win, but now Cheng Shaohua actually lost, this is simply a huge loss for them, they can't figure it out, they will lose .

Even if it's a tie, that's fine.

"Sure enough, people with great perseverance can often create miracles. This kind of people is the most terrifying. Therefore, the more persistent people are, the more they will be full of countless accidents."

Beast King Sun Xing of Wanshou Mountain whispered, while the elder beside him stared wide-eyed. As the Beast King said, Li Changsheng had won.

The elder couldn't help sighing, the beast king's vision is really vicious, he is worthy of being a candidate for the suzerain's future, this vision has already surpassed countless people in the sect, at least at the level of the elders, they can't reach it.

"Is this someone with great perseverance? Just the unyielding courage and persistence standing on the ring is a bit gratifying, even Wuliangxian Zongye doesn't have such a person."

The elder whispered in his heart.

On the seats of the Thunder God Temple, all the disciples of the Thunder God Temple burst into tears at this moment.

Because they lost their bet, they followed Wu De to suppress Wuliang Xianzong before. After all, Wuliang Xianzong's people are too powerful, and they can't do without suppressing Wuliang Xianzong.

But now, Wuliang Xianzong actually lost, which was beyond their expectations.

"My money, my money."

Wu De was in pain, and had forgotten that in the future, he still had a game to play.

And Yunxiao and Qiongxiao looked at each other from time to time. Obviously, this result was beyond their expectations. After all, in their opinion, the people of Wuliang Xianzong should not be defeated.

After all, the Wuliang Xianzong, but with the existence of that person, the entire Wuliang Xianzong is probably better than other sects.

But what I didn't expect was that the disciples of the Sword Saint Sect defeated the Wuliang Immortal Sect.

"However, this is not the full background of the disciples of the Wuliang Xianzong, but it is the full background of the Sword Saint Sect. It seems that the current water of the Wuliang Xianzong is getting deeper and deeper."

Yun Xiao whispered, and had a deeper understanding of Wuliang Xianzong.

On the other hand.

Return to the seat of Yunzangjian.

"Unexpectedly, I lost."

As an immortal figure who has returned from overseas, Leng Wufeng's cheeks are also full of horror at the moment. This disciple of the Wuliang Xianzong named Cheng Shaohua has lost to the Sword Saint Sect.

They were evenly matched before.

But after thinking about it carefully, for a moment, Leng Wufeng felt relieved at random, and his mood calmed down.

Because he thought of the key point of this battle, that is the competition of the last move, because in the previous battle, after almost two people had exhausted their means, it was already difficult to tell the winner, but the last move, according to Reasonably speaking.

Cheng Shaohua did not lose, but Li Changsheng relied on his will to support his body and did not fall to the ground. This alone really beat the disciple of Wuliang Xianzong by a block. A person with a clear will and breaking the limits of his body.

Terrible indeed!
"I lost, my money, a lot of money to buy wine."

Leng Wufeng burst into tears all at once, without the slightest hint of an elder.

Already started to pay off.

"Elder, give me the money."

Zhu Xiongying chuckled, and immediately transferred to [-] Xuanyuan Pills, he was so happy, this is comparable to one-third of the money collected in that ghost cemetery.

An elder at the immortal level has a lot of money on his body.

But Zhu Xiongying didn't feel sorry for Leng Wufeng, because Leng Wufeng's sloppy appearance at the moment was all pretending, and the ghost knew what kind of pervert this person was under his unscrupulous appearance.

In short, Zhu Xiongying won't take it lightly, since Sanxiao is still here anyway, he's totally right.

As long as Leng Wufeng dared to make a move, he would run directly into San Xiao's arms.

And after a big battle, they will be lonely and soon start to welcome the next ring competition.

The first game was so exciting that many people had the urge to go to the rooftop and jump off the building.

After all, in this big competition, many people were disciples of the Wuliang Immortal Sect, which caused many people to be unpopular and made a lot of money, and most of them lost their lives to death.

But these gambling dogs will not stop there, and will continue to gamble.

The next second game will be announced by the game executive.

"The next round, please draw the person on stage."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiongying couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw the note in his hand. Good guy, I didn't expect that it was the second match.

It seems that my luck is a bit out of date.

But as a betting dog, Zhu Xiongying decisively pressured himself to win.

After all, I won't lose. If I lose, I won't be rewarded. That's the Immortal Spirit Crystal. How can I lose something that requires me to practice hard for tens of hundreds of years.

Afterwards, Zhu Xiongying made a bet against Leng Wufeng, saying: "Do you want to bet on me to lose?"

Leng Wufeng took a sip of his mulled wine and said, "Stop gambling, it's boring, boring."

He was still feeling sorry for those [-] Xuanyuan pills, and his face was full of pain.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiongying clicked his tongue and whispered, "Is Immortal so poor?"

Hearing this, Leng Wufeng gritted his teeth, took a gulp of wine, and said, "I just don't want to bet, what can you do with me, aggressive tactics are useless, kid, get out there and fight, don't throw our Guiyun Zangjian s face."

Zhu Xiongying seemed to remember something, and he looked at Leng Wufeng and said, "Please pay me the accommodation fee for the inn where you live in Tianyong City for the past few days. You have been staying for half a month, and I will call you." One discount, one thousand Xuanyuan pills."

Leng Wufeng roared angrily: "Go away, one thousand Xuanyuan pills, you are fighting, I won't give it, even if I die, I just stay for a few nights, as for what? If you want money, just ask the sect master."

Seeing this, Zhu Xiongying laughed, then jumped up and onto the ring.

With Zhu Xiongying on stage.

On the seat in the Temple of Thunder, Wu De looked at the note in his hand. He was the one who participated in the second competition. His whole face suddenly fell down like a squashed persimmon. It was Fat Daxing's smile, it was too painful.

Why did he meet Zhu Xiongying in the second game?

However, as a well-trained old licking dog, Wu De was fine. He left the note and his morals, and he had already thought of a countermeasure.

So he had an idea and thought of a way to get rich.

"Brothers, whether you want to make money or not, this time, the disciple Guiyun Hidden Sword will be pressured to win. Don't pressure me."

Wu De kindly reminded his disciples.

Not enough disciples in the sect lost a lot of money because of the first match, and now they don't believe Wu De's words. In their view, Wu De will win, and he will definitely defeat Guiyun Zangjian.

But they heard that the disciples of Guiyun Zangjian have not been doing well in the past few hundred years, and every one who has become a talent is not as good as the next generation.

Because they played against Guiyun Zangjian in the Temple of Thunder, it was almost a sub-question.

Their holy son is so bad that he wants to trap them.

So they ignored the Son one after another.

"Hey, I only reminded you for the sake of the brothers of the same school. Don't blame me, the brother of the holy son, when you go to the rooftop later. Everyone, you can go away later."

Come on, Wu De jumped onto the ring.

Seeing this, San Xiao and the others also yawned continuously, feeling that this competition was meaningless.

This soft egg has almost nothing to watch.

They seem to be going to sleep.

And on the side of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain.

Beast King Sun Xing was sitting on a chair, looking at Zhu Xiongying, the disciple of Guiyun Zangjian on the ring, his face changed slightly, it was indeed this kid.

"This boy hides very deeply. Just the ordinary aura shown on the surface, people who don't understand think that this is a rookie who can't reach Daluo King Kong."

"Now it seems that this kid likes to hide clumsiness, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."

Thinking of being slapped in the face by this kid once in Yang Chunyuan, I feel uncomfortable.

And the killer he sent to kill was also disabled by this kid.

Just for this point, this Liangzi has settled very deeply.

"Wait for me and see if I don't destroy you. Your luck is over. You can only be considered lucky if you can beat the killer I sent."

"Wu De from the Temple of Thunder, although he is a tiger-headed snake, but he can also test your depth and see if it is so unbearable."

Sun Xing's eyes flickered, staring at Zhu Xiongying, as if he wanted to see through Zhu Xiongying. In his opinion, Zhu Xiongying was just lucky.

But luck, if it is not supported by strength, it can be counted once, and it is absolutely impossible to appear twice.

"Look, who is the best Zhu Xiongying?"

Suddenly, an elder asked.

Sun Xing said indifferently: "Of course it's Wu De from Thunder God Temple who is powerful. This Guiyun Zangjian disciple may die before our disciples from Wanshou Mountain confront each other."

An elder said: "That's it, but why do I feel that the disciples sent by Guiyun Zangjian this time are not simple, will there be any accidents?"

Sun Xing shook his head and said, "Impossible, my vision can't be wrong."

On the stage, the executive officer of Wanshou Mountain announced.

"The test begins."

At this moment, outside the arena, everyone cheered. Everyone was looking forward to this battle, which would not be more exciting than the last one.

But most of them beat Thunder Temple to win.

Because in the last session, the performance of the Temple of Thunder was quite wonderful.

Especially in the last session, a disciple of a Supreme Elder in the Temple of Thunder directly exploded with amazing power, defeating a disciple of the Immeasurable Immortal Sect, and made many people have a new understanding of the Temple of Thunder. cognition.

Therefore, I heard that the Temple of Thunder actually dispatched a holy son this time, so they all bet on the Temple of Thunder.

So the Temple of Thunder became a hot spot for betting again, with low odds.

But there are still some people who beat the upset, some gamblers who don’t play cards according to common sense, like to beat the upset, come to bang their luck, if they are lucky, they will soar into the sky, saving enough money for the entire Da Luo realm, and if they are not lucky, hehe, Jump off the cliff directly.

boom!
However, what everyone didn't expect was that the Holy Son of Thunder God Temple, that is, Wu De, went straight to the public after the executor started, without any morals, and fell to the ground.

Then yell at everyone.

"I admit defeat, this son's willpower is too strong, I was attacked by the sea of ​​consciousness, my soul was shaken, and I was seriously injured."

Everyone was speechless.

This fucking opponent didn't make a move at all, okay, are you thinking we are idiots?
You idiot.

Are you kidding us all?
Zhu Xiongying also looked at this arrogant and unscrupulous son of the Thunder God Temple with a speechless face, big brother, the elders of your family are watching you, can you be a little bit more moral.

If you admit defeat like this, you really have lost all the face of Thunder God Temple. At least let me punch you before you admit defeat.

And if you cheat like this, what if those gamblers in the casino don't admit it and think it's a fake match?
I am a person who wants to make money.

You can't affect my follow-up business.

"The competition is over, the winner will return to the cloud and hide the sword."

The executor announces the result.

Everyone was boiling, not cheering, but cursing.

"It's too bad, Thunder God Temple is a good dog!"

"I'm blind, and I actually overwhelmed the Temple of Thunder."

"Thunder Temple, you are playing a fake match, so the bet is not high."

"You said, could it be the disciple of Guiyun Zangjian who used the hidden weapon?"

Discussions and curses continued.

But Wu De didn't hear these voices at all, stepped off the ring, and said to Zhu Xiongying: "Hello, big brother, you will be my big brother from now on."

"Just let me know if there's anything, and I'll be right there."

Afterwards, Wu Dema slipped away and came to the place where the bet was placed, and won thousands of oceans of Xuanyuan Pills, and the disciples of the Temple of Thunder who bet on Wu De's win couldn't wait to stab Wu De with a knife. up.

In order to win money, have you already given up your sect's reputation?

In fact, Wu De had no choice. He was beaten to the ground by Zhu Xiongying. Zhu Xiongying's swordsmanship was too advanced.

If he doesn't surrender, is he still waiting for the opponent to hit him?

What if the other party is in a bad mood and vents his anger on him?
Therefore it is better to surrender.

But the next few matches were rather boring.

What followed was a competition between some second-rate disciples in the sect, and they didn't even reach the Daluo King Kong realm.

Therefore, many people fell asleep watching it, only those gamblers, all the thieves, did not miss any game, and bet one after another.

Soon, the first round will be over.

The winner draws lots again to re-select the opponent.

After Zhu Xiongying drew lots, he looked at the note in his hand, and looked suspiciously at the seat on the Longevity Hill. He suspected that this group of people had started to play tricks.

Because in the first competition, he played against the disciples of Wanshou Mountain.