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Under the agreement of the two elders of Shaoyang Sect and Lingyan Sect, a gambling battle took place between Yangzhi Pavilion and Yancao Pavilion, with the bet as high as 100,000 spirit stones.
The situation that Yangzhi Pavilion was already losing was turned around due to the intervention of a gray-robed young man. This man was Yu Wenlei, who rushed over at the last moment.
In Yu Wen Lei's first battle against Yin Fei, this woman fought with Yu Wen Lei with the mentality of delaying time, but she did not get what she wanted. Yu Wen Lei only used one move, and did not even hit her. He was defeated with just the wind of his palm. After being sent out of the battle circle, the gap between the two was like a world of difference.
Yin Fei stood up, glanced at the man in the battle circle, and stepped aside helplessly. Yu Wenlei had shown his utmost kindness by not hurting her, leaving her unable to feel even a trace of resentment.
"Okay!" Lin Yuanhong shouted. Lin Rong on the side was even more excited. She was the one shouting the loudest on the sidelines. The situation seemed to have changed subtly. Yangzhige's momentum gradually overwhelmed Yan. Thatched pavilion.
Is there going to be a shocking reversal? Everyone in Yangzhi Pavilion is praying for it. Even Li Yushan is in high spirits and looks at Yu Wenlei with admiration.
As the center of attention, Yu Wenlei stood leisurely, waiting for his next opponent. Yin Fei's strength just now was too weak, and he was not even interested in taking action.
It didn't take long for everyone to calm down. Yin Hao on the sidelines had just taken a healing pill and was almost recovered. The so-called Spirit Recovery Pill is a commonly used restorative pill at the Spiritual Realm level, which can increase the speed of spiritual power recovery several times. Yu Wenlei saw the introduction at the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce last time, but the price was too expensive, costing two thousand Spirits. A stone, he was reluctant to buy it...
It seemed that Yancao Pavilion had really spent a lot of money on this gambling battle. Yin Hao slowly walked into the battle circle. He was not sure about this battle at all. He had seen Yu Wenlei's move just now, so he was sure Can't do it.
"Yin Hao of Yancao Pavilion!" Yin Hao clasped his fists slightly. At this point, he could only go all out.
Whoosh!
Yin Hao seized the opportunity and took the lead to take action. He raised his spear from the ground. When the tip of the spear entered within three feet of Yu Wenlei's body, it could no longer advance any further. He pressed his two slender fingers outward against the barrel of the spear and the spear fell. In the empty space.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Yin Hao stabbed ten shots in one breath, but each shot was easily deflected by two fingers. The two men judged each other, and the gap was too obvious. After dozens of moves, Yin Hao no longer wanted to continue the fight, and simply put away his gun and stood up.
"I lost!"
After leaving three words behind, Yin Hao turned around and exited the battle circle. Hearing these three words, Wei Yan's legs and feet shook and he almost fell to the ground, while Lin Yuanhong smiled from ear to ear.
Yu Wenlei still didn't take action in this battle, and now there was only one person left. Yu Wenlei suddenly turned his attention to Min Hen.
"Do you dare to come out and fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was shocked. Yu Wenlei was calling for formation to the disciples of Lingyan Sect. This scene made everyone confused.
Under everyone's puzzled gaze, a young man in black shirt walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Yu Wenlei.
"Lingyan Sect Min Hen! I will be the last one to fight, okay?" Min Hen glanced at Wei Yan and said.
"No... no problem!" Wei Yan responded immediately. It was already a losing situation. Since the boy pointed out that he was a disciple of the Array Spiritual Sect, he certainly had no objection. Maybe there would be a turn for the better...
This sudden change made Lin Yuanhong's heart hang up again. He never expected that it was already a must-win situation, but Yu Wenlei would call a disciple of the Formation Spirit Yan Sect at this time. The disciples of the four major sects are not simple, and their skills and martial arts are not comparable to ordinary people.
Lin Yuanhong didn't say much. After all, Yu Wenlei fought for the current situation. He could only hope that Yu Wenlei would win.
Only Yu Wenlei and Min Hen were left in the battle circle. This battle was supposed to take place more than a year ago, but due to some strange circumstances, it was postponed to today.
"You won't be complacent after defeating two losers..." Min Hen smiled evilly, and after finishing his words, the Yin Hao brothers and sisters on the side looked angry, especially Yin Hao, whose strength has reached the level of the four major sects. The threshold of the outer sect disciples was now called useless, how could he not be angry. But Wei Yansheng suppressed them. He still expected Min Hen to win the gambling battle, so he would tolerate it even if he was dissatisfied.
"Trash? You're not much better than them, right? If it weren't for the resources of Lingyan Sect, what qualifications do you have to say that? I don't know who was too scared to fight in the first place, and even used some despicable methods on me..."
Yu Wen Lei did not lower his voice deliberately. At this time, even Yin Hao and his sister had a good impression of him. The old man in green robe of Ling Yan Sect was slightly unhappy when he heard this. He did not expect that there was another hidden reason behind Yu Wen Lei's disappearance...
"Nonsense, I will prove it now, even if we fight in the first place, you can't beat me!" Min Hen suddenly activated his spiritual power, and his aura continued to rise.
Fourth level of Lingyuan Realm! Min Hen's spiritual power stayed firmly at the fourth level of the Lingyuan Realm. Even Yu Wenlei was surprised. Min Hen was only at the seventh level of body refining more than a year ago. Even with the resources of the Lingyan Sect, it was impossible to improve it. So fast……
Only the old man in green robe of Lingyan Sect knew that Min Hen was only at the first level of Lingyuan Realm half a year ago. After a training trip out of the sect, he actually broke through to the fourth level of Lingyuan Realm when he came back and even broke into the outer gate of Lingyan Sect. top ten. Min Hen claimed that he had experienced a strange encounter, but then nothing happened.
boom!
Min Hen made the first move and attacked quickly, with extremely tricky and cruel moves. He also practiced good body skills and his speed was not slow. And under Yu Wenlei's keen perception, every move was suppressed.
boom! boom!
Min Hen's spiritual power surged crazily and had reached the peak of the fourth level of the Lingyuan Realm.
"Blood Slaughter Palm!"
A domineering spiritual power palm print condensed in front of Yu Wenlei, the human-level advanced martial arts Blood Massacre Palm. This Min Hen, who is in the Lingyuan realm, can also practice the human-level advanced martial arts! This is not a martial art from the Lingyan Sect. According to Min Hen, he learned it through adventures. With this skill, even the fifth level of the Lingyuan Realm, which is like a blood-slaughter palm, is no match for him.
"The ones from the four major sects are really different..." Yu Wenlei murmured, but he wanted to make Min Hen defeated and speechless!
"Fusion of Paiyun Palm! Three palms combined into one!"
boom!
The palm prints collided, and there was a roar in the center of the battle circle, and dust flew up in an instant. The two of them each took a step back. Yu Wenlei made a fist with his right hand. The shock from the palm just now made his arm feel numb.
Min Hen was not much better either, and several of his fingers were trembling.
"Impossible..." Min Hen really couldn't believe that with his fifth-level combat power in the Lingyuan Realm, he couldn't even gain the upper hand.
"I paid such a heavy price to have the strength I have now, how could I lose!" Min Hen's heart began to twist, and his moves became extremely crazy.
"Blood Slaughter Palm!" Min Hen made a desperate move and concentrated all his spiritual power on this palm.
The victory or defeat may depend on this move. Everyone held their breath and didn't take their eyes away even half a step. However, until such a critical moment, Yu Wenlei still stood calmly and quietly, and even had a smile on his lips...
"Cleave!"
Yu Wenlei drew his sword and slashed furiously, and a sharp sword light passed through the space, smashing the spiritual palm print into pieces with one strike.
Chi...
The sword light receded, leaving a finger abruptly on the ground, and drops of blood slid down Min Hen's palm...
"With such strength, what qualifications do you have to call others trash? If they are trash, you are just trash in my eyes..."
After saying that, Yu Wenlei raised his sword and slashed again. He obviously did not intend to let Min Hen go. Keeping such a person would be a disaster. With the power of the cleave, even if the thunder pattern is not activated, this knife can definitely kill him.
Min Hen showed an expression of fear for the first time. Just when he was desperate, a figure in green robe appeared in front of him. With a casual palm, he neutralized the cleave...
"Little brother, if you win, I will make the decision and the original matter will be wiped out!" the old man in green robe said without any doubt.
Yu Wenlei was a little unwilling. What happened at the beginning caused Lian Xing's life to be in danger now. How could he just forget it? However, he did not know how to appreciate it. In front of the strong men of Lingyan Sect, he wanted to kill Min. Traces are indeed unlikely.
call……
Yu Wenlei put away his sword and stood up, cupped his hands slightly and walked towards Yangzhi Pavilion's team.
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