I just want to be a quiet man

Su Zhenhe should have stood up earlier just now, so he almost took out Mo Lilan's body and Kang Shaoyin's relics.

However, it is not too late now!

Thinking so in his heart, he didn't immediately agree.

It seemed that he was too anxious, and in the eyes of the sect elders who were secretly watching, he might not think too highly of him.

Therefore, Pei Ling said calmly: "Everyone is from the same sect. In the future, there will be time to ask Senior Brother Su for advice. Today, Junior Brother hosts a banquet for all peers, and the most important thing is to be kind."

"Senior brother, why do you have to humiliate yourself in front of the Nine Sects' Tianjiao?"

Su Zhenhe's face turned cold, and he said sharply: "How courageous! You are usually frivolous, but today, you dare to speak nonsense. I can't say it. As a senior, I have to teach you a lesson. The principle of ordering the old and the young!"

"Well said!" Before the words fell, Ji Yufu, who was born to teach, was the first to make a fuss, and said with a smile, "Brother Su, you and I have known each other for many years, and we are both true biologists. It's not a day or two. Da Ceremony, I was still thinking, who is the candidate for the Son, apart from Brother Su?"

"But I don't want to, it turns out to be a junior who has never heard of it before."

"Brother Su is a dignified son of the Su family, but this junior brother Pei came from behind. If this is the case today, I will look down on you."

"Brother Su, go ahead, my little brother is here to cheer for you!"

The thirteenth prince snorted coldly, shook his head slightly and said: "The devil's door is the devil's door. Among the same way, within the same door, we never forget the internal strife, learn all kinds of magic skills in vain, what's the difference with the common mob? It's sad, Alas."

Su Zhenhe acted as if he hadn't heard what the two said, and he fixed his eyes on Pei Ling.

This is his last chance to turn things around, and Pei Ling must agree to it!

Thinking of this, he deliberately provoked: "What? Junior brother Pei kept saying that Ningying will soon be the Holy Son, but right now he doesn't even have the courage to compete with fellow seniors. Is he afraid?"

"If this is the case, it is better to give up the position of the Son as soon as possible."

"So as not to lose the dignity of my Holy Ancestor!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling shook his head, Su Zhenhe's challenge was something he wished for.

But if he agreed directly, even if he won the opponent in the end, it would be a fly in the ointment. After all, it might not matter to the Underworld Sect, but now that the nine major factions are gathered together, outsiders can see that they are fighting within the same sect.

The matter itself is not glorious.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling said calmly: "Since Senior Brother Su must compete, then I can't let you down."

"In this way, it's already late. In order not to miss the rest of the distinguished guests, I only pay five knives."

"If Senior Brother Su can take over, then Senior Brother Su will win."

"If not, how about asking senior brother not to make trouble again?"

After hearing this, Su Zhenhe was furious. This Pei Ling is so crazy!

Even in the late stage of Li Lieyue's alchemy, it was impossible to take him down within five moves.

At the beginning, he and Zhou Miaoli teamed up to fight against Li Lieyue. Although they were defeated and fled in the end, it took a long time to decide the winner.

Doesn't Pei Ling think that he is stronger than Li Lieyue who is in the same realm?

Yes, the opponent's knife just now was indeed unparalleled.

But as long as he is willing to pay the price and abandon those carefully bred corpse puppets, there will be no problem!

However, thinking about it this way, it is related to the position of the Holy Son, the crazier the other party is, the better it is for him!

Taking a deep breath and quickly weighing the pros and cons, Su Zhenhe suppressed his anger and nodded, "Okay, if you lose, you will withdraw from the Holy Son Contest, and within ten years, you will not be allowed to climb the Blood Ladder of Ten Thousand Races! "

He is sure to condense into a middle-grade fairy baby within three years and ascend to the position of the Holy Son. Therefore, as long as he wins, Pei Ling will be restricted for ten years. At that time, this kid will have no chance again.

Pei Ling looked at his expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, yes, the hatred in Su Zhenhe's body was almost brewing...

Therefore, Pei Ling said flatly, "Yes."

Immediately afterwards, Su Zhenhe got up immediately, walked to the center of the hall, and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Pei, please."

Pei Ling nodded, and was about to make a move when Huo Fei's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at him in unison.

But he smiled slightly and said: "There is nothing new about the banquet, singing and dancing tonight. It is rare that the banquet is about to end, and there is such a pastime."

"However, the two of you have exercised your muscles and bones. We spectators, just watching like this is boring."

"Why don't you let me sit on the bank and everyone place a bet for fun?"

Hearing this, the two true disciples of Wushi Villa became energetic.

They don't care about making a lot of money, but they like the fun of gambling itself.

At that moment, Ji Zhaozi asked, "What are the odds?"

"These two are on equal footing with me, and they are both authentic." Huo Fei said casually, "Just buy one and get one back."

Jue Xinzi nodded, and took the lead in betting: "I am optimistic about Pei Ling, and bet on a medium-sized evil spirit spring. It has just been discovered and has not been used yet. This is a land deed."

As she said that, with a thought, a land deed appeared in front of her and immediately fell into Huo Fei's hands.

Huo Fei picked up the title deed and inspected it carefully, but found nothing wrong, so he nodded and said, "Senior Sister Juexinzi bet on Pei Lingsheng, is there anyone else betting?"

While speaking, he turned his gaze to the right side.

Seeing this, the five members of Zhengdao remained motionless, but they all sneered slightly in their hearts.

Since Demon Sect wants to gamble, then they will accompany them!

In any case, the momentum cannot be weak.

Thus, the thirteenth prince took out a jade jar and said calmly, "I'll bet on Su Zhenhe."

Just now, Juexinzi, a witch, provoked the Dynasty in public and slandered the medicine fairy. Now that the other party is betting on Pei Ling, he can't stand with her because of emotion and reason.

With that said, he threw the jar to Huo Fei.

Huo Fei opened it and saw that it was filled with high-grade pills unique to the dynasty. He couldn't help but smile, and said, "Greedy Dynasty, end the sunflower and stop the thorns and bet on Su Zhenhe to win."

After that, he continued to look at the remaining four people on the right path.

Chapter 383 : Only one knife is used.

"Buy one and lose one." At this moment, Su Zhentian's Chu Yushang said coldly, "But if I wait for the bet, you can't afford it?"

Huo Fei couldn't help laughing, and said, "Don't worry, Fairy Chu, no matter what you bet, I can give you something equivalent. You all have elders here, are you still worried about my repudiating debts?"

Chu Yushang looked cold, and immediately took out a clump of flowers and plants that seemed to have just been plucked and were still stained with dew. The inside was full of inspiration, pure and lively, obviously a treasure of heaven and earth with extremely high value, and said: "This Pei Ling, who can get from Senior Sister Qiao escaped from the hands of her, although her means were sinister and her mind was deceitful. But so far, she is the only one from the Four Demon Sects, and I will bet on Pei Ling."

As before, Huo Fei carefully checked the treasure of heaven and earth, and after confirming that it was correct, he said with a smile: "Fairy Suzhen Tianchu, bet on Pei Lingsheng."

At this time, Cen Shuo from the Reincarnation Pagoda said: "I, like Senior Brother Ji, have never heard of Pei Ling before, but I am quite familiar with Senior Brother Su."

"So, I bet on Senior Brother Su."

After saying that, a ray of light flashed by, and on the tables in front of Huo Fei, a glazed pagoda about two inches high and full of radiance suddenly appeared.It is very similar to the 37-story glazed pagoda that appeared outside the gate of Chongmingzong Mountain before. The bell on the pagoda shakes lightly, making a pleasant crisp sound.

Its breath fluctuates, but it is a magic weapon of good quality.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Weiyang of the Cold Dark Sword Sect said briefly: "I bet on Pei Ling."

Afterwards, Shang Fufeng from Jiuyi Mountain said slowly: "Although Su Zhenhe's strength is mediocre, but if he wants to defeat him with five swords, there is someone among the decent sects like me who can do it."

"However, the Demon Sect spends all day long, selfish, and narrow-minded. Even with superior skills, it is difficult to cultivate to the peak."

"It is absolutely impossible for this generation to produce such outstanding people."

"I'll bet on Su Zhenhe."

At this moment, only Yan Xicheng remained silent. Wen Renmi looked stern and said in a flat tone, "This Demon Sect Grand Ceremony is exclusively for Pei Ling. If that is the case, I will bet on Pei Ling."

Soon, everyone had made their bets, and Huo Fei also collected all the bets. Then he said to Pei Ling and Su Zhenhe with a smile: "You two, you can start."

Pei Ling watched this scene quietly, but did not make a move immediately, but said: "Since everyone is so interested, I will also make a bet."

Hearing this, Huo Fei showed a playful smile, nodded and said, "Yes, but you can only bet on yourself to win."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and then took out a storage pouch, which was exactly the one that the Su family had compensated before, and he hadn't used the spirit stone in it.

Now hand it over to Huo Fei as it is: "Bet on me."

Huo Fei took the storage bag, and just opened it, he was slightly startled, there were too many spirit stones in the storage bag!

If he loses, he may not be able to give out so many spirit stones to compensate the other party at once.

However, Huo Fei quickly regained his composure. He didn't have enough spirit stones, and it wasn't that he didn't have other treasures of equal value in his hand.

Besides, it is unknown who will win and who will lose.

So, Huo Fei put away the storage bag, and looked at Su Zhenhe with a smile: "Junior Brother Pei is in charge of me, but I don't know where Junior Brother Su is?"

Su Zhenhe snorted coldly, Pei Ling had already placed his bet, could it be that he still hesitated?

Immediately, he took out several Gu worms and threw them to Huo Fei: "Bet on me."

Huo Fei inspected it with a smile, nodded and said, "You two, you can start now."

Hearing this, the true biography of the eight factions cheered up and focused on the two of them.

Pei Ling sat in her original position, without any intention of getting up, she just looked at Su Zhenhe and said calmly, "Senior Brother Su, then I'll offend you."

Su Zhenhe said in a deep voice, "Just do it!"

The next moment, in Pei Ling's eyes, there was a faint fire, and countless strange runes were intertwined, and he displayed the [Magic Ability of Resentful Nightmare]!

At the same time, all the hatred and resentment on Su Zhenhe disappeared.

Even for a moment, he was calm and at a loss: Why did he want to be an enemy of Pei Ling?

Wouldn't it be good to go back to the cave to rest after drinking?

At this moment, Pei Ling's momentum was rising steadily, becoming stronger and stronger, almost no less than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

[Eternal Hatred Curse], [Eternal Curse Supernatural Power], [Forgotten "Dharma"]...all cast at the same time.

brush!

The Nine Soul Saber sliced ​​through the sky, roaring and slashing down with an invincible momentum.

The sharp edge was on his body, but Su Zhenhe seemed to have forgotten who he was and where he was at the moment, and stood motionless in place, without any intention of defending or resisting dodge.

puff……

Blood spattered everywhere, and Su Zhenhe was split in half without any resistance.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of all the true disciples suddenly shrank, and their faces were shocked.

Some of them guessed that Su Zhenhe wouldn't be able to catch Pei Ling's five knives, and some guessed that Su Zhenhe could take it, but no one thought that Su Zhenhe couldn't even take one of Pei Ling's knives!

As the long-established authentic sect of Chongming Sect, the eight sects present, regardless of righteousness and evil, have basically dealt with Su Zhenhe.

The other party is a second-rank Golden Core, which is not at the top level in the True Inheritance, but it is definitely not weak.

Fighting against the same realm, some of them will definitely be able to defeat them, but it is absolutely impossible to use only one knife.

No, five tricks are impossible.

That's it!

This Pei Ling is so amazingly talented, no wonder why Chongmingzong arranged for the Grand Ceremony of the Holy Son in advance before he congealed his baby.

Thinking of this, the five members of Zhengdao slowly put down the wine cups in their hands, all of them looked dignified.

This Pei Ling killed Su Zhenhe with a single blow, and the other party sat on the main seat from the beginning to the end and did not get up. His real strength may be stronger than what they saw now.

Chong Mingzong, when did such a cruel and talented demon come out?

In the coming ceremony of the Holy Son's enthronement, the opponent must be eradicated!

Otherwise, after a few years, this Demon Sect will once again have a tyrannical master of the evil way!

"Okay!" In the hall, after a brief silence, Jue Xinzi shouted immediately, and immediately looked at the Tianshengjiao side, "Huo Fei, I won the bet, pay it back quickly!"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and their expressions were complicated for a while.

Huo Fei didn't pay attention to Juexinzi immediately, but bowed his hands to Pei Ling, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Pei is worthy of being the future Holy Son. He is indeed a high-level and powerful man. He is my holy way and a well-deserved arrogance."

Tu Ci from the Tower of Reincarnation raised his head, took a deep look at Pei Ling, did not speak, and only nodded slightly in greeting.

"I didn't expect Su Zhenhe to be so weak." The thirteenth prince snorted softly and scoffed, "I lost a lot of money."

Pei Ling looked around, put away the Nine Soul Sword, and said calmly: "Brother of the Holy Church, please settle the score."

Huo Fei first returned all the storage bags that Pei Ling had just now, and then took out a storage tool, and said, "Junior Brother Pei, I don't have enough spirit stones, so I will replace them with these minerals. You can count the number."