Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The gambling arena in Tongbao City is actually a square arena with a radius of 66 meters.

There are restrictions around the arena, and some people have gathered around to watch the fun.

"Someone is going to gamble again, it's really interesting!"

"It's been a month since the last gambling fight!"

"I wonder what the result of this gambling fight will be?"

Next to the gambling arena, Tongbao Pavilion has appeared. He holds a contract and imprints the two people's soul marks on it.

"This gambling fight must not harm life. The winner will get the little junior sister, and the loser will get the nine-color crystal treasure!"

The person in charge of Tongbao Pavilion looked at the gambling list with a strange expression. Comparing people with things?

Xu Zining has already appeared on the stage. His eyes are silent, as if he is preparing and ready to go.

This is definitely a difficult fight. He is one grade lower than the other, and he is not a genius. If he wants to win, not to disappoint the little junior sister, and not to disappoint the brothers and sisters who died, he must pay a price.

Xu Zining had been prepared. He was wearing a light blue robe, and no one could tell what his expression was on his face.

On the other hand, the man from Yuanquemen was relaxed and at ease.

After all, he was one rank higher, so he was naturally confident. Yuanquemen was not comparable to the sect behind Xu Zining, and now there was another rank difference. The gap was huge.

"Begin!"

The monk from Tongbao Pavilion suddenly spoke, as if to start a war.

"Xu Zining, if I were you, I would obediently offer the treasure. Maybe my uncles from Yuanquemen would be happy and let you and your little sister live." The disciple from Yuanquemen was not in a hurry to take action and sneered.

At this moment, Xu Zining took action. A short sword appeared in his hand, and a long rainbow rose under his feet, rushing straight towards the disciple from Yuanquemen.

"Stupid!"

The disciple of Yuanque Sect slowly uttered two words. Xu Zining's move was sudden, but under the cover of his soul, he could not escape.

Immediately, he did not dodge or avoid. A flying sword appeared in his hand. He pinched the seal with his hand, and a bird's cry came from the flying sword.

Yuanque Spirit Sword Technique!

The flying sword shook, like a spirit bird flapping its wings, and rushed straight to Xu Zining in an instant.

The speed of the flying sword was more than twice that of Xu Zining.

Puff!

In just a moment, the flying sword entered the body, and the disciple of Yuanque Sect couldn't help but say proudly, "Xu Zining, this is the difference..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

The flying sword entered the body and pierced Xu Zining's chest.

Under the light blue robe, the blood was bright red, but there was a palm that forcibly grasped the handle of the flying sword.

"Looking for death!"

The disciple of Yuanque Sect shouted coldly, "You want to risk serious damage to attack me?"

The seal in his hand shook, and the flying sword suddenly burst out with sharp sword energy, which tore the robe on Xu Zining's body into pieces, revealing his pale and fierce expression, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Zining roared, and at this moment, all his magic power poured out.

The flying sword penetrated his body, but Xu Zining rushed straight to the disciple of Yuanque Sect like crazy.

"This guy is also a ruthless person, risking serious damage, desperately attacking, and pinning all his hopes on this move?"

Someone on the side spoke up. As a Taoist master, he could see through the truth at a glance.

It is not easy to win with a difference of one grade, and it is impossible without paying a price.

But just the first move, he endured the pain of piercing his body and desperately attacked, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

Even the disciple of Yuanque Sect was shocked, and his feet were flying high into the sky.

"Do you think you can defeat me by risking a serious injury? How ridiculous!"

With a trace of contempt, he mobilized the flying sword behind him and rushed straight towards Xu Zining.

Xu Zining looked at the disciple of Yuanque Sect, without dodging at all. He shook his palm and almost gathered magic power in his wrist and shook it out.

The broken sword suddenly rose up and rushed towards the disciple of Yuanque Sect.

Boom!

With a roar, the flying sword pierced Xu Zining's chest again, one on the left and one on the right, avoiding the heart.

The blood dripped on the ring like a flower blooming on the other shore. Xu Zining's face was slightly pale, and he looked at the disciple of Yuanque Sect.

The face of the disciple of Yuanque Sect was full of gloom. In front of him, the broken sword entered his body, but it seemed to collide with a mountain, and it did not move at all.

On the torn robe of the Yuanque Sect, a piece of armor like a flying bird's feathers was revealed.

Sixth-grade protective magic weapon! ?

Xu Zining let out a low roar, "You have two sixth-grade magic weapons?"

His voice contained endless resentment, two sixth-grade magic weapons, and one of them was a protective magic weapon.

He had expected that the other party had more than one magic weapon, but he never thought that the other one was a protective magic weapon.

A top-grade Yuanying, a protective magic weapon, even if he used all his strength, the other party would not be damaged at all.

"Xu Zining, youHe is quite capable!" The disciple of Yuanque Gate had a gloomy look. If he hadn't had this protective magic weapon, he would have been injured.

Although it would not be a serious injury, he was one level higher than Xu Zining in strength, and he was injured. This was a great shame for him.

"Yun'er's experience is still a little weak, otherwise how could she not have expected Xu Zining's idea." In Yuanque Gate, the Daojuns frowned and shook their heads and said, "Well, let this battle teach Yun'er some lessons. As for Xu Zining, if he can help Yun'er grow, it can be regarded as making the best use of his talent. "

They looked at Xu Zining, who had two sword scars on his chest and a pale face, with indifferent eyes.

In their eyes, they never took Xu Zining seriously.

There was blood on the corner of Xu Zining's mouth, and there was a mixture of sword energy in his body, and there was endless anger in his eyes.

Even so, he did not admit defeat. He took the heavy damage and suddenly grinned, "Yuan Quemen, do you think you will win?"

"I, Xu Zining, have no talent and no background. It is not easy to get to where I am today!"

"I am Xu Zining today because of the kindness of my master and the care of my fellow disciples."

"You Yuan Quemen will never get what you want!"

A fierce murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes and soared into the sky.

Under the slightly stunned eyes of the Yuan Quemen disciples, his body seemed to be burning, and there was a terrifying temperature that swept the whole audience.

"He is burning his magic power!"

"This guy is crazy, and he doesn't want to die? "

"This kid is pitiful. He probably has already had the will to die!"

Many people's voices were filled with surprise, sympathy, and pity.

Facing the difference of one grade and magic weapon, the gap between the two is too big.

Even so, I am afraid that Xu Zining will not be able to win.

But he will die!

"Damn it, he is looking for death. If he dies, my Yuanque Sect will not win. Instead, I will lose the bet!" In the Yuanque Sect, the leading Taoist suddenly reacted and his face changed suddenly.

"Yun'er, block this person's magic power and capture him alive!"

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Zining from the side, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The relationship between the two sides is estimated to end here.

Just then, a cultivator from Tongbao Pavilion came to Qin Xuan's side.

"May I ask if you know the man who burns the law on the field?"

"Not familiar! "Qin Xuan turned to look at the monk from Tongbao Pavilion.

"Before the gambling, the man from Ranfa asked me to keep an item for you. He said that if he died, the item would belong to you, as a token of his gratitude for the bone-renewing pill." The monk from Tongbao Pavilion said, "I think he will die in this battle, so I came to find you. I will give you the item after the gambling is over."

The monk from Tongbao Pavilion took out a low-quality storage bag. Qin Xuan's mind moved slightly, and he looked into the storage bag, as if he saw the Xianfeng spoon plate.

He paused and retracted his mind.

Qin Xuan turned to look at Xu Zining, and laughed, "You really found a way out for yourself!"

The monk from Tongbao Pavilion was slightly startled, but Qin Xuan said lightly, "Take it back!"

"Who said he would die? "

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Xu Zining, who was fighting with the Yuanque Sect disciple in the gambling arena because his Burning Technique strength was close to the upper level of the Nascent Soul.

Well, I, Qin Changqing, will save your life.

The Yuanque Sect is nothing to worry about!