Sword God

Murong Xiaobai bet on Red Fang Sheng, and Shen Ling bet on Blue Fang Sheng. Whoever wins will be able to get five million white jade money.

Chen Zong couldn't help shaking his head and grinning, thinking that eight million yuan was a huge sum and suffered another blow.

Look at this family master, it is five million in one play.

Others have also bet, at least millions of bets.

The bet ends and the fight begins.

The two female warriors are both beautiful and of good stature. Under the hollowed out military clothes, the spring light is leaking, don't have a temptation.

At the beginning, Chen Zong didn't dare to face up to it. For the 19-year-old who hasn't been through the affairs of men and women, he had an indescribable feeling. His heart and body seemed to be restless and a pure yang. Qi and blood also speeded up because of this, his body began to heat up, his breathing became unconsciously, and even his body reacted.

"It seems that this brother Chen is still a baby." Murong Xiao smiled secretly. Although he has a baby face and never broke down, he is trained, which is different from Chen Zong.

Over time, Murong Xiaobai suddenly found that Chen Zong's breathing became stable, and the whole person became calm and focused. After careful observation, it turned out that Chen Zong was watching the two beautiful warriors fighting, and his attention seemed to be focused on Both skills are martial arts.

That's right, after the initial discomfort, Chen Zong's attention shifted to the battle between two beautiful warriors. The battle between two female warriors can be described as pleasing. It should be specially trained, good-looking, and Practical, each move is aimed at knocking down the opponent.

Chen Zong substitutes himself, assuming he fights them, how can he resolve their attacks and how can he make an effective counterattack.

"Brother Chen is really a martial artist." Murong Xiaobai secretly praised.

Young masters like them, when they reach a certain age, will be trained in beauty, which will generate resistance so that they can maintain sufficient sanity when they are tempted, so as not to be assaulted by them, and Murong Xiao Bai can also be sure that Chen Zong has absolutely no training in this area.

After all, as long as the master of a large family is not the kind of inexperienced person, he has a good vision. You can tell from a person's origin from his behavior and conversation.

Chen Zong's origin is very low. This is a fact. He never deliberately covered it. Of course, this will gradually hide with experience and practice, but now Chen Zong is still very young.

A young man who is not high in education and has never received the training of beauty and blood, but can quickly get rid of the temptation and focus on combat skills. It can only be said that the person's heart of martial arts is extremely strong, and his spiritual will is also extremely amazing.

Such people, as long as they don't die, will be able to make some achievements in the future, even if they are talented. It is right to associate with each other.

If Chen Zong knew that in just a short period of time, Murong Xiaobai had flashed so many thoughts in his heart, and he would be very surprised. Then he felt that the master of the big family had a different mind.

At the end of the battle, the red side was defeated by the blue side accidentally, which meant that Murong Xiaobai would lose 5 million white jade money to Shen Ling.

"Thank you Master Murong's five million." Shen Ling said lazily, but Chen Zong could hear the glory contained in it. Murong Xiao's complexion remained unchanged. He took out five million purple tickets and was sent to him. In the hands of Shen Ling.

"Master Murong dare not play with Ben Ben again." Shen Ling said again.

"Okay, this game, let's play 10 million." Murong Xiaobai said directly.

"Ten million!"

Chen Zong was immediately shocked, and everyone in the other small rooms was also shocked.

In fact, they are not as bullish as Chen Zong imagined. Five million is also a lot of money. Ten million is really a big money. It can't be easily obtained.

People who come here to play martial arts rarely see five million bets. As for ten million, it is even rarer.

Shen Ling's lazy eyes also brought a touch of dignity.

"Shen Shen is afraid." Murong Xiaobai's tone was flat.

"At the end of the day, there is nothing that you dare not dare, ten million is ten million." Shen Ling's eyes were dignified and his lips chuckled slightly.

This time, it was the beauty warrior. Murong Xiaobai still bet on Red Fang Sheng, and Shen Ling bet on Blue Fang Sheng.

Compared with the last pair of beautiful warriors, this pair of beautiful warriors have different appearances and fighting styles. Chen Zong once again ignored their beautiful and seductive bodies, focused on their battles, and assumed themselves.

"Brother Chen, this time, who will win?" Murong Xiaobai said at will.

"It should be the red side," Chen Zong responded a few seconds later.

The battle was fierce and heated. Suddenly, the red side was seized by the blue side and hit the belly with one palm.

"Master Murong, 10 million copies of this less smile ..." This scene, Shen Ling was excited, 10 million white jade money, not a small amount.

The abnormal changes occur suddenly. When the red side is hit in the abdomen, inhale inward to minimize the injury. At the same time, the two fists hit the blue side's head and hit directly.

With a bang, Lan Fang's head vibrated violently, his mouth and nose bleed, and he staggered backwards to the ground.

"Master Shen, ten million books have a little smile." Murong Xiao said with a smile on his face, smiling.

Shen Ling's face was iron blue.

He lost 10 million, he could afford to lose, the key is that he said that sentence, but the situation suddenly turned around, and Murong Xiaobai borrowed his original words, like a slap, thrown fiercely It was the same on his face.

"Murong Xiaobai, dare not play big with Ben one less time." Shen Ling's lazy voice brought a hint of chill, and his eyes passed over Chen Zong.

"How you want to play, draw down the road, Ben Shao will continue." Murong Xiaobai said very domineering.

"Okay, Master Murong really rushed to the skies with bravery." Shen Ling stroked his palm and laughed: "In this game, you and we each have one player, and we enter the Wudoutai to win and lose. The bet is 30 million."

"Thirty million!" Chen Zong had a feeling of scalp tingling, as if robbed, if possible.

"I accept 30 million, but change the way." Murong Xiao said coldly.

"Master Murong is not as heroic as he thought." Shen Ling smiled coldly: "I said so loudly just now, is he going to hit his own face now?"

"I'm here to fight you, dare you, dare, just get out of here now." The young man who threatened Chen Zong even got up and pointed at Chen Zong with a provocative look.

"Brother Chen don't agree, have a share." Murong Xiaobai said.

"Brother Murong, the other party meant to come to me." Chen Zong said: "If you want to fight, then fight."

Chen Zong can feel that the breath fluctuations of Shen Ling and his party are in the early days of strength training. Two of them are two turns and two are three turns.

"Since there is a battle, I bet four million on myself, how dare you take it?" Chen Zong got up, his tone was flat.

"Since you want to send money to me, why don't you dare?" The young man heard the words and sneered. He jumped over the dark red copper screen and landed on the battle table.

"Brother Chen is careful." Murong Xiaobai said, Chen Zong nodded, jumping lightly, falling lightly, a few meters away from the young man.

"Take me a punch!" The young man exhaled loudly. If Ben Lei was rolling, the sound was amazing. At the same time, he clenched his fist and smashed it out fiercely, like smashing the air and bombarding Chen Zong with terrible power.

This punch was spurred by a swift inner strength, and it was extremely powerful.

The first shot was directly a top-level martial arts skill. Obviously, he made up his mind to defeat Chen Zongyi.

Murong Xiaobai's expression changed slightly. He didn't know what Chen Zong's cultivation and strength really were.

When the mixed player has n’t cultivated to the fourth level, and is still in the second phase of strength training, Chen Zong will be better than most of the three strength training athletes. Only the top of the iron sword list can let the Take out your own real strength.

Nowadays, Dazheng Yuanjin has broken through to the fourth level, and Xiuwei has reached the second stage of the training period. Both the strength and purity of the inner strength are significantly improved, and the strength is stronger. With today's strength, Chen Zong has Be sure to defeat Cao Bang without using three-in-one.

Although the young people's shots are strong, they feel that they are inferior to Cao Bang.

However, Chen Zong will not despise the other party because of this. Lions beat rabbits and do their best. They do not need to do their best, but they must be alert enough to prevent changes.

There is no sword pulling, but the right hand is like a fist, and it is like a palm knife. When you hit it with your hand, a crackling sound is heard immediately, like an electric arc.

The first thunderbolt of thunderbolt is revealed!

Chen Zong displayed it to the enemy at the beginning.

One punch and one hand collided instantaneously, the air ripples exploded, and the mighty forces hit the two sides. Chen Zong's figure slightly shook and immediately stopped.

On the other hand, the young man was shaking his body and had to take a step back to release the force. Seeing that Chen Zong was moving again, his left hand was raised and turned into a palm.礴 momentum.

This is another skill of prefecture-level martial arts.

Another collision ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ As with the first time, the youth had to take a step back again, while Chen Zong was a step closer and threw another thunderbolt.

"Two turns to practice!"

"Where did this person come from, and after practicing Jingjing II, he has such strength."

Surprised one by one, Murong Xiaobai smiled. On the contrary, Shen Ling's brows frowned, and her face was a little unsightly.

"Damn." The youth's face was gloomy, but his heart was very shocked. He thought that his strength was enough to defeat the opponent, but he did not expect that he would retreat in succession. Very vigorous and fast, like a thunderbolt.

Under one's head, his fist felt numb.

No, you must do your best to defeat the other party, otherwise if you continue, your disadvantage will only become more and more obvious.

Taking a sigh of breath, the whole body burst out as much as possible, and the right fist clenched and blasted out.

"Ben Lei Mountain Break!"