"Fortunately, I bet on Luo Haoming to win at the beginning, hahaha, this time I even mortgaged the house, it's so wise!"

"Luo Haoming will win! Will win! Will win!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

At each VIP seat, many people let out a heartfelt smile. Because most of them also bet on Luo Haoming to win.

Luo Haoming's long sword was about to bring them countless riches, how could they be unhappy?

Su Luo's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Beichen Ying and the others were all nervous and nervous staring at the field.

In terms of true strength, Nangong Liuyun has actually reached the command level, but ...... In the previous battle with Mo Lao Zu, his strength was suppressed to the tenth order, so Su Luo really didn't know if he could take this move.

At this time, the audience was silent, as if the sound of leaves falling to the ground was clearly visible.

Can His Royal Highness King Jin take this trick?

Will His Royal Highness the King of Jin fall under this move?

This question is swirling in everyone's mind.

At this time, as Luo Haoming in the sky got closer and closer, Nangong Liuyun seemed to be stupid, standing in place, motionless.

Luo Haoming's earth-shattering aura around him was running to the extreme, and the falling feather sword in his hand was full of red light.

Victory or defeat is in this blow, so Luo Haoming didn't consider the problem of consuming aura at all.

He frantically moved his sword, one move, one sword, and slashed at Nangong Liuyun frantically.

He deeply felt that Nangong Liuyun's opponent was too terrifying, and he must not be given even a little chance, otherwise he would definitely be able to turn over and turn things around!

"Bang bang !!!"

Luo Haoming's falling feather sword has the power of the commander level, and the sword is cut down, and there is no mercy!

However, at this time, Nangong Liuyun actually took out a black cloth from his sleeve.

At such a tense juncture, when everyone was pinching a cold sweat for him.

He.

He slowly took out a black cloth from his sleeve.

The black cloth was in the shape of a long strip, made of pure silk, and after he shook it, it was clean and neat without a single wrinkle.

Nangong Liuyun slowly blindfolded himself with the black fabric, and unhurriedly tied a dead knot in the back of his head.

"His Royal Highness King Jin, is this looking for death?"

"I couldn't beat it in the first place, now close my eyes, isn't this the rhythm of looking for death?"

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, hide, hide, hide, !!"

Countless voices were intertwined, and the whole scene was noisy, but the only thing in common was that everyone was holding their breath and staring at Nangong Liuyun's figure.

Just when the Falling Feather Sword carried earth-shattering power and slashed down towards the middle of Nangong Liuyun's brain!

Suddenly, Nangong Liuyun's figure was lost in place!

"Hey, what about His Royal Highness King Jin?"

"Where is His Royal Highness King Jin?"

"How so?"

Countless viewers rubbed their eyes, staring at the place where Nangong Liuyun had been standing, staring in disbelief.

But even though their eyes were dazzled, they still couldn't find their Royal Highness King Jin.

"Will Nangong Liuyun teleport?" At this moment, the face of the Mo family master of Weiyang Palace was as black as thick ink, and it was so heavy that it could almost drip ink.

If Nangong Liuyun can really teleport, then there is a reasonable explanation for many things that happened in Weiyang Palace!

The Mo family master gritted his teeth, but the Great Elder shook his head slowly, and said affirmatively and solemnly: "It's not teleportation, but the speed is already close to teleportation." ”