Eternal Reverence

Three days later, Yuan Wei's gambling fight took place in the Dou Qi Pavilion.

"This fat man is really capable of causing trouble. It's lucky to have you this time, otherwise he would have lost miserably." Three days later, Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen came to the Douqi Pavilion together.

Fighting Qi Pavilion is a place specially used for gambling and fighting, and it is also a place for enjoyment.

"Brother Beishan, Brother Fuchen, you are here!"

Seeing the two of them, Yuan Wei's fat face was full of smiles.

Yan Beishan said: "Brother Wei, it's settled, all the one hundred trillion middle-grade god stones will be given to Brother Fuchen. After all, after today, he offended a young patriarch of a five-star family, adding a lot of crises and troubles out of thin air."

Yuan Wei said: "Brother Beishan, what are you talking about? Am I, Yuan Wei, that kind of person? Don't worry, if you win, not only will all the one hundred trillion middle-grade god stones belong to Brother Fuchen, but I will also let my father open the sword once." Pool space, let brother Fuchen go in and practice for ten days."

"Open the sword pool space?" Yan Beishan was a little surprised.

The Yuan family can't be regarded as a pure swordsmanship family, but in the family, at least 10% of the clan members practice swords and practice swordsmanship.

The Jianchi space is the Yuan family's sacred place for sword practice, and it will only be opened once in many years. It is said that one day of practicing sword practice in it is equivalent to practicing a hundred years outside. There is no doubt that space is a sacred place for sword practice, but will the head of the Yuan family agree?

"That's right." Yuan Wei nodded.

Although the Sword Pool space is a sacred place for sword practice, to be honest, only those talented sword gods can gain anything if they enter. The Yuan family has born many sword gods for countless years, but there are very few sword gods. , that is, a middle-level swordsman domain god.

Therefore, to Yuan Wei, opening the sword pool space is nothing at all, and it would be a waste to put it there, it is better to let Li Fuchen go in and practice, he believes his father will agree to him.

The Dou Qi Pavilion is very large, with a total of three floors. Each floor is divided into one hundred large areas, and each large area is divided into one hundred small areas.

On the second floor of the Douqi Pavilion, the Jishui Hall in the 88th large area and the 52nd small area.

Pushing open the door, Yuan Wei walked in with Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen.

Jishui Hall is a large hall, the interior of the hall is resplendent and resplendent, like daytime, on both sides of the hall, there are pillars, and some patterns are carved on the pillars, which looks quite mysterious.

At this moment, many people gathered in the main hall, and it was the two sides who shouted for momentum.

On Yuan Wei's side, besides the powerful person, there were also two spirit masters, but at this moment, the faces of these two spirit masters were extremely heavy. The three spirit masters on the opposite side didn't care about the other two, but the storm spirit master made people feel uncomfortable. have to care.

This is the existence on the list of Canglan Spirit Masters, ranked 940th.

Let alone one-on-one, even if two people join forces, no, even if ten two join forces, they will not be able to defeat each other.

However, although the Storm Spirit Lord is extremely powerful, the two of them did not flinch. First, they hit it off with Yuan Wei; Bite the bullet and come.

Before, there were actually three of them, and the other one was the most powerful, but after hearing that the other party invited the Storm Spirit Lord, they said nothing.

"I hope Brother Wei's friends are as strong as he said."

The two of them didn't attend the Spring Breeze Pavilion party, so they didn't know about Li Fuchen's existence.

"How strong can we be? We will definitely lose this time. I hope we lose decently!"

The opponent is the spirit master Bang Lingzhu, and the two of them really don't have much confidence.

Boom!

The door of the main hall opened, and everyone looked over.

"It's Brother Wei."

"That seems to be Brother Beishan."

"Who is next to Brother Beishan?"

There are so many children in Huangfengcheng's family, not all of them attended the Chunfeng Pavilion party, some because of business, some because they wanted to attend other parties, of course, some people did not meet the party requirements, or were over a hundred thousand years old Years old, or the cultivation base is only the middle spirit god, and has not reached the upper spirit god.

So among them, more than half of them don't know Li Fuchen.

However, a small number of people recognized Li Fuchen.

"It's the Heavenly Sword Spirit Master Li Fuchen."

"Heavenly Sword Spirit Master, Li Fuchen?"

"You didn't attend the Chunfeng Pavilion party, so you don't know how powerful the Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord Li Fuchen is. With him around, you might not be able to deal with the Storm Wind Spirit Lord."

"Just kidding! The Storm Spirit Lord is ranked 940th in the list of spirit masters. Can the Sky Sword Spirit Master compare with him?"

"So, it's your regret that you didn't attend the Spring Breeze Pavilion party. Let's wait and see later!"

On Yuan Wei's side, everyone was discussing. After a while, everyone basically understood Li Fuchen's information, and looked at Li Fuchen with curiosity and suspicion.

Yan Beishan said with a smile: "Since the Chunfeng Pavilion gathering, someone with good deeds has given you a title, called Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord."

Li Fuchen's sword is extremely terrifying, like the punishment of the Heavenly Sword, the title of Heavenly Sword Spirit Master is quite appropriate.

Hearing this, Li Fuchen smiled and didn't care too much.

"Does any of you know who this person is and when he came out?" Yuan Wei was gambling with Huang Shaobao, the young patriarch of the five-star high-ranking family Huang's family. When the Chunfengge party was held, he was attending another large gathering. , so I don't know what happened at the Chunfeng Pavilion party.

In fact, Yuan Wei did not attend the Chunfeng Pavilion party either. At that time, he attended the same party as Huang Shaobao.

Li Fuchen was introduced by Yan Beishan later.

"Brother Shaobao, this man's name is Li Fuchen. He is a sword spirit master. He became famous in the gambling battle at the Chunfeng Pavilion gathering and defeated many powerful spirit masters. Later, someone with good deeds gave him a heavenly sword spirit title of the Lord."

A high-ranking spirit came to Huang Shaobao's side and introduced in detail.

"Oh! It seems to be a little bit capable, but can he be stronger than brother Renjie?" Huang Shaobao glanced at the storm spirit master Xu Renjie who was resting with his eyes closed, and said disdainfully.

"How is that possible? Brother Renjie is on the list of spirit masters. I haven't seen any opponents before."

Everyone still has great confidence in Xu Renjie, the spirit master of the storm. Li Fuchen is certainly strong, but as long as he has not defeated the spirit master on the spirit master list, in the hearts of everyone, he will be inferior to the spirit master on the spirit master list.

"Forgive him for not being able to make waves."

Huang Shaobao picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it down, and then with a smug smile on his face, he said loudly to Yuan Wei: "Damn fat man, I thought you were too scared to come, why, this is the helper you invited, It looks very strong, but I don’t know how many moves will be defeated.”

Yuan Wei shot back: "Huang Shaobao, don't be complacent. You will cry when someone comes along. Are you ready for your 100 trillion middle-grade divine stones? Don't renege on your debt."

He trusted Yan Beishan very much, so he also trusted Li Fuchen.

Since Yan Beishan said that Li Fuchen's strength is strong enough to defeat the Storm Spirit Lord.

Then he believed it, without any doubts.

"You really are a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. When is it, you still make such a bad joke, but don't worry, one hundred trillion middle-grade god stones have been prepared long ago. It depends on whether you have the ability to get them. I'm afraid Your friend, the so-called Heavenly Sword Spirit Master, will lose miserably later." Huang Shaobao sarcastically.

"Losing? That's impossible, stop talking nonsense, let's start the fight!" Yuan Wei sneered.

"It's quite straightforward, let's start!" Huang Shaobao also sneered.

The gambling is very simple, each side has three spirit masters, and whichever side loses all of them will lose.

Li Fuchen was not the first to play, neither was Storm Spirit Master Xu Renjie, and both sides were ordinary spirit masters.

The battle was fierce, and the spiritual skills kept bombarding them together. Fortunately, there was a magic formation inside the hall, otherwise the hall would have collapsed and turned into flying ash.

"I'm going to lose."

After dozens of moves, the spirit master Liu Heng invited by Yuan Wei staggered and was caught by Li Fuchen.

Sure enough, after ten moves, Liu Heng was sent flying out, quite embarrassed.

"Brother Wei, I'm sorry, I lost."

Liu Heng's face turned red.

Yuan Wei said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm already very happy that you can come, as for the victory or defeat, don't worry too much, I still have brother Fuchen here."

All his hopes are pinned on Li Fuchen, he really doesn't care whether Liu Heng wins or loses.

Hearing this, Liu Heng took a look at Li Fuchen and stepped aside.

To be honest, he was not optimistic about Yuan Wei, and Yuan Wei was afraid that he would lose miserably in this bet.

The second person to play was still not Li Fuchen, but a helper invited by Yuan Wei, named Mier Tuofu, and according to Yuan Wei, he was a middle-level spirit master.

This time, Yuan Wei's side won, and Mier Tuofu defeated the opponent with only five moves, simply and neatly.

Then, within seventy moves, he defeated the second spirit master invited by Huang Shaobao.

"Brother Renjie, it's time for you to play." Huang Shaobao's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect that this Miltofer was so strong that he defeated the two spirit masters he invited one after another. The host is Xu Renjie, but the scene is a bit ugly after all.

Xu Renjie opened his eyes, "It's my turn so soon, who are you inviting?"

Xu Renjie was dissatisfied, did he sleep comfortably?

Huang Shaobao said helplessly: "The other party is a bit tricky. He defeated the two spirit masters I invited one after another. Otherwise, I wouldn't have woken you up so early."

"Well, it's good to exercise your muscles and bones. I hope the opponent is not too weak, otherwise I will be very angry." Xu Renjie grinned.

He has always been cruel in fighting people, and he likes to torture people.

After entering the field, Xu Renjie looked at Mier Tuofu, and said, "Shoot, I'll give you a chance, within three moves, you won't fight back, don't dodge, and don't even use spiritual skills."

"You're too arrogant." Mier Tuofu naturally didn't think he was Xu Renjie's opponent, but if the opponent didn't fight back, dodge, or use spiritual skills, how much strength would he have left?

I'm afraid there won't be any left.

And Miltofer is very confident in his attack.

"Arrogant? You won't feel that way later." Xu Renjie stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm demeanor.

"Sky Thunder God Slash."

Mier Tuofu raised the long knife in his hand, and the endless rules of thunder and lightning converged on the long knife, and then he slashed at Xu Renjie.

clang!

Sparks splashed on Xu Renjie's chest, and Mil Tuofu slashed with all his strength, not even breaking his skin.

"Is this the spirit master on the list of spirit masters? Such a powerful spiritual power, such a powerful divine body."

Everyone was stunned.

Mier Tuofu is a middle-level spirit master, but he can't break Xu Renjie's skin. What kind of defense is this!

"Seventh layer of spiritual power, it's a bit interesting."

Li Fuchen could see at a glance that Xu Renjie's spiritual power had reached the seventh level. In comparison, Mier Tuofu's spiritual power was only the fifth level, a difference of two levels. It was very difficult to break through Xu Renjie's defense. normal.

"Heaven and Earth Thunder Miter Knife."

Miltofer's face was a little ugly, and he slashed again.

This knife is extremely domineering, and the infinite lightning is completely condensed into the long knife, which makes the power of this knife reach a limit.

clang.

This time, a white mark appeared on Xu Renjie's chest.

"Not bad, let's make the third cut!" Xu Renjie nodded and grinned grinningly.