Thinking of this, Zhang Liucheng turned around and warned everyone.
"If you brothers want to earn spiritual stones, bet that the old man in black will win!"
After hearing this, Chen Hu led everyone and rushed towards the betting point. The betting point was crowded with people.
At this moment, two monks were fighting fiercely on the ring.
Zhang Liucheng saw Xiaohong and Xiaobai standing beside him and asked.
"Sister Hong, Xiaobai, why don't you two place bets? Don't you two need spiritual stones?"
When Xiaohong heard this, she smiled sweetly.
"Master, we are not the two of us. We don't need spirit stones. We have handed the spirit stones to Xiao Hei and asked the little gangster to place bets. Who in the world of cultivating immortals would dislike having too many spirit stones? The spirit stones contain Using a large amount of spiritual energy to cultivate with spiritual stones is several times faster than devouring spiritual energy!"
Zhang Liucheng nodded after listening.
At this moment, on the ring, the old man in black robes cast a spell, and a red gourd flew into the air, spraying flames at the yellow-robed Taoist priest.
The yellow-robed Taoist priest holds a long sword and injects spiritual energy into the long sword to block the flames spurted by the red gourd.
Taking this opportunity, the old man in black held a long sword and slashed at the yellow-robed Taoist priest.
"One sword through the heart!"
On the ring, several sword lights struck at the divine sea of the yellow-robed Taoist priest.
With a "plop", the yellow-robed Taoist priest fell on the ring, his life extinguished.
The old man in black picked up the belongings of the yellow-robed Taoist priest, and then cast a spell, and the red gourd sprayed flames at the corpse of the yellow-robed Taoist priest.
In an instant, the yellow-robed Taoist's body was reduced to ashes by the flames and scattered on the ring.
The old man in black looked at the monks watching under the ring and said with a ferocious smile.
"Are there any people who go to the ring to die? Come as many as you want, I will fight as many as you want. Those who are not afraid of death will go to the ring. Those who dare not go to the ring, go back to me and don't come to participate in the Seven Sects Ceremony!"
Chen Hu took back the won spirit stone, came to Zhang Liucheng, sighed and introduced.
"In the next game, the odds of winning if you buy the old man in black are only one to one. This old man in black is the 22nd placer in the last Seven Sects Ceremony."
"The yellow-robed Taoist just now was the 21st in the last class. The top twenty monks were all selected by the seven sects. The top hundred monks with good qualifications were also selected exceptionally. Entered the sect."
"The yellow-robed Taoist priest was originally a Taoist priest of Jinguang Taoist Temple. Because he robbed the spiritual weapon 'Xiangqiao Spirit Sword', he poisoned his senior brother to death and escaped from Jinguang Taoist Temple. Later, he was taken under the command of the Lord of Jintan City and became Jintan City. An elder from the City Lord’s Mansion.”
"The old man in black is a casual cultivator, called Cunfeng. Because Cunfeng has a weird temper and is cruel, he is not favored by the seven major sects! Therefore, Cunfeng won the 22nd place in the last ceremony. Nor was he selected into the seven major sects.”
"This year Cunfeng represented Guan Nancheng in the competition. I wonder when Cunfeng got the gourd magic weapon? Cunfeng's strength has become much stronger this year. With the gourd magic weapon, the seven sects will enter the top ten this time, and they should have a good chance of winning. !”
At this moment, Hai Tongtian came to Chen Hu and said calmly.
"That's not necessarily the case! There are tens of thousands of monks participating in the competition this year. Among them, there are countless powerful monks. If it is a little brother! Fighting Cunfeng, the little brother can easily solve Cunfeng."
"That's natural! You don't need my eldest brother to deal with such little minions. You don't even need to take action. Monk Sanyuan can take care of Cunfeng!" Xiaoqiang touched Monk Sanyuan's bald head and teased, "Brother Sanyuan, right?"
Upon hearing this, Monk Sanyuan nodded quickly.
"Senior Qiang, whatever you say is right."
Zhang Liucheng glared at Xiaoqiang and said reproachfully.
"Xiaoqiang, don't be rude to Brother Sanyuan!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoqiang quickly retracted his hand from Sanyuan Monk's head and looked at Zhang Liucheng with a harmless smile.
Hai Tongtian looked at Chen Hu with a smile and asked aloud.
"I just saw City Master Chen place a bet. I wonder if City Master Chen won?"
Chen Hu looked at Hai Tongtian and asked instead without answering.
"Did City Lord Hai also place bets? I wonder how much City Lord Hai won?"
After hearing this, Hai Tongtian said in frustration.
"Oh! I've placed my bet! But the yellow-robed Taoist priest didn't live up to expectations! I saw the yellow-robed Taoist priest last year and he was quite powerful. I didn't expect that he was killed by Cunfeng so quickly, and I lost half of my net worth! I don't know, City Master Chen, Who is paying attention to?"
Chen Hu looked at Hai Tongtian and smiled gently.
"We bet on Cun Feng to win! You know the result."
Hai Tongtian sighed after hearing this.
"City Lord Chen is still very discerning! I admire you!"
Chen Hu shook his head when he heard this.
"Why do you admire me? How could I know that Cun Feng will win? My brother has already noticed that Cun Feng is strong, so we bet on Cun Feng to win."
Hearing this, Hai Tongtian was shocked and dumbfounded. Seeing the faces of Monk Sanyuan and others with happy faces, he understood that everyone had won.
At this moment, a young man in black walked onto the ring holding a long sword.
The young man in black stood on the ring, looked at Cun Feng and said angrily.
"Cunfeng, don't be too arrogant. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"
Cunfeng held a long sword, looked at the young man in black, and said with a ferocious smile.
"Gangqing is Yongdu, the young palace master of Yongmo Palace! I didn't expect that this year, you would also come to participate in the ceremony. You are in Yongmo Palace, and I am your young palace master, isn't it good? You have to come here to die!"
After saying that, Cunfeng held a long sword and slashed at Yongdu.
"Feiyang swordsmanship! Feiyang kills souls!"
The sword light turned into golden light and headed towards Yongdu to kill.
Yongdu saw this scene and slashed at the golden light with his long sword.
"Peiwu swordsmanship! Rain and rain!"
The sword light turned into rain and headed towards Cun Feng to kill him.
"Qiang!"
The two swords collided, and the air waves swept away in all directions.
At this moment, Yongdu was surrounded by black energy, his body turned black, and his eyes were red.
"Demon body refining technique!"
A monk below the ring exclaimed.
Chen Hu was not interested in the duel in the ring. He looked at Zhang Liucheng and asked.
"Brother! Who will win in this battle?"
At this moment, Zhang Liucheng was watching the battle on the ring. He heard Chen Hu's words and replied.
"Keep betting that the wind will win!"
"Okay!" Chen Hu looked happy when he heard this, nodded, and led everyone to place bets.
After that, Zhang Liucheng continued to watch the arena.
Cunfeng held a long sword and stabbed Yongdu's body with the sword. The long sword in Cunfeng's hand was bounced away.
"Yongdu, I didn't expect that you have mastered the magic body refining technique to a great level! But in front of me, you are still too weak! Even if I slowly wear you down, I can still wear you to death."
Yongdu was inexperienced in fighting and could not attack for a long time, and his sword moves became messy.
The disciples of Yong Mo Palace below the ring shouted.
"Young Palace Master, use the magic weapon quickly."
Upon hearing this, Yongdu immediately took out a black spirit beast bottle from the storage bag.
Yongdu cast a spell, a black light flew out of the spirit beast bottle, and a black tiger with a cultivation level equivalent to the Three Condensation Realm appeared on the ring.
"Roar……"
Black Tiger roared and rushed towards Cunfeng.
Seeing this scene, Cunfeng quickly took out a yellow spirit beast bottle from his storage bag and cast a spell. From the yellow spirit beast bottle, a yellow lion that was several times taller than the black tiger flew out. .
The yellow lion and the black tiger fight together.
Cunfeng glanced at Yongdu and said disdainfully.
"Yongdu, what magic weapon is there? Spirit beast! Just take it out!"
Yongdu took out a bronze mirror magic weapon from the storage bag and injected spiritual energy into the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror emits black light, and the black light shines towards Cunfeng.
When Cunfeng saw this scene, he immediately took out the red gourd and threw it into the air.
"receive!"
The red gourd flew to the bronze mirror and put the bronze mirror into the red gourd.
Cunfeng cast another spell, and the red gourd flew to Yongdu's head, spraying flames at Yongdu.
In less than a moment, Yongdu disappeared from the ring.
At this moment, the yellow lion held the black tiger in its mouth.
The yellow lion raised its head, opened its huge mouth, and spit the black tiger into its mouth.
Cunfeng put the yellow lion into the spirit beast bottle. Before arriving at Yongdu, where you are standing, pick up Yongdu's items. Standing in the ring, shouting.
"If there are still those who are not afraid of death, please get in the ring quickly. I can't wait!"
Cunfeng stood on the ring, shouting and shouting.
The monks under the ring were all furious.
However, many people know that their own strength is too disparate compared to Cunfeng. Even if he goes into the ring, he will die in vain.
"This Cunfeng is so rampant, why is no one dealing with him?"
"Yes! Cun Feng is too arrogant. If I have the strength, I will definitely go to the ring and kill Cun Feng!"
There was an uproar under the ring, but no one dared to get on the ring.
Hai Tongtian received the spirit stone and came to Zhang Liucheng.
Chen Hu glanced at Hai Tongtian and asked.
"Haicheng City Lord, you must have won a lot of spiritual stones, right?"
When Hai Tongtian heard this, he smiled bitterly.
"It's not bad! I won back what I lost before. City Master Chen should have won a lot of money! Now my net worth is not even as good as that of fellow Taoist Sanyuan!"
After hearing this, Monk Sanyuan shook his head.
"City Lord Hai, you are too humble! I have indeed won some spiritual stones! But compared with the two city lords! My net worth is not worth mentioning!"
