Li Chengfeng swayed his green bearded stubble, and looked at a disciple who was about to appear not far away with a malicious gaze, until this gaze made the other party look creepy.

This disciple of the Tibetan Qing Pavilion glared at Li Chengfeng, and said with a fierce expression, "What are you doing?"

Li Chengfeng stepped forward with a smile and said, "What do you call Senior Brother?"

This disciple stared at Li Chengfeng with a wary face, and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Li Chengfeng said seriously: "I look at the senior brother's extraordinary weapons, the bones are amazing, and the heavenly court is red, and the eyes are bright, obviously there are great achievements, this fight, I am optimistic about the senior brother!"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, his expression softened a lot, and said, "Senior Brother Li, do you recognize me?"

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "I don't recognize it!" But I can see that the senior brother is a champion of heaven and fortune, and he will definitely win the end!"

This disciple stared at Li Chengfeng for a while, bowed slightly, and said, "Then thank you for your senior brother Ji Yan!"

With that, he jumped into the middle of the field by himself.

Ouyang Nan and the others around Li Chengfeng stared intently at the field, waiting for the results of the fight.

Li Chengfeng and Ouyang Nan didn't know much about the details and strength of the two sides, after all, both of them were disciples of the Zangqing Pavilion, and they were not very famous in normal times, and there were more than 2,000 people in the Zangqing Pavilion, how could they be familiar with the details?

Soon the winner and loser were divided, and the disciple who was favored by Li Chengfeng had the upper hand at the beginning, pressing the other party so much that he couldn't raise his head, and the scene was almost exactly the same as before.

Ouyang Nan looked at the field sympathetically and said, "It seems that this junior brother will be overturned in a while." ”

Sure enough, soon this disciple couldn't attack for a long time, and then the opponent saw the opportunity to play out of the field and counterattacked.

At this time, the eyes of everyone looking at Li Chengfeng were no longer ordinary weird, Li Chengfeng also scratched his chin with a strange face, bared his teeth and grinned: "Could it be that Lao Tzu is a declining god?" As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Xiaobao, and just as he was about to speak, Zhao Xiaobao jumped up like a burning buttocks.

"Don't say it, don't say it, young master, please don't say it!" Zhao Xiaobao shook his hands vigorously, eager to cover Li Chengfeng's mouth.

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "Eh, I can sing you down! Xiaobao, you will definitely lose the next game, you will definitely be beaten to the head and unconscious!"

Zhao Xiaobao didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said, "I'm relieved!"

Everyone laughed, Li Chengfeng flew up and kicked Zhao Xiaobao's buttocks, and scolded with a smile: "Look at your cheap skin!"

Ouyang Nan hurriedly pulled Li Chengfeng to the side and said, "Hurry up, which one do you like!"

Li Chengfeng looked at the field, and there were also two disciples of the Zangqing Pavilion, who were extremely angry, and they didn't know each other at all, just one was tall and fat, and the other was short and thin.

Li Chengfeng thought about it, randomly ordered the short and thin man, and said, "I'm optimistic about this!"

Ouyang Nan immediately ran to the gambling lottery without thinking and bought a thousand taels to bet on the short and thin disciple, Zhao Xiaobao smiled and also bet fifty taels, Su You thought about it, and then bet four hundred taels, but Han Tianxing hesitated for a while, still a little bit unconvinced, and did not make a move, but Su Yuehan thought about it, and followed the bet of one thousand taels, which startled everyone.

Li Chengfeng said: "Are you crazy?

Su Yuehan pursed her lips and said, "Yes, if you lose, you will be poor!"

Li Chengfeng glared at her angrily: "The northwest wind pipe is enough!"

While speaking, the fighting method in the field has begun, the betting window has been closed, everyone looks nervously at the field, this fighting method has been played for a long time, the two people have no magic weapon in the fighting method, mainly in the talisman and martial arts, the two sometimes fight closely, sometimes remote hidden weapon sneak attack, the scene is very good-looking, but many people who really know the goods are yawning and feel very boring.

The two fought for half an hour, until the arbitrator couldn't bear to declare the game a draw, the two kicked each other in mid-air, and at the same time released the last talisman left by them, one hit a wind blade, and the other blasted a fireball, each flew to the side, fell to the ground, and couldn't move.

The drowsy crowd on the sidelines woke up at this time, and began to shout loudly, and the arbitrator counted in the field, and within ten counts, whoever got up first would win.

Both the tall and fat disciples and the short and thin disciples struggled to get up, but when the lights ran out, their personal body shape allowed them to distinguish the winners and losers, and the short and thin disciples relied on their smaller bodies to get up first and win the victory.

Ouyang Nan and the others shouted loudly, as if they were more excited than their own victory, everyone immediately exchanged the silver and started the next round of betting, Li Chengfeng once again performed the poisonous milk magic skill, patted one of them on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I am optimistic about you!"

Poor senior brother was blown out before he came to power, and Li Chengfeng succeeded in poisoning milk again!

Ouyang Nan and the others made a lot of money at this time, Han Tianxing, Su You and the others were amazed, and finally convinced and began to bet.

And the actions of their group also attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples, some people curiously followed Li Chengfeng and they bet, and sure enough, they also followed together to the sky, excited, one by one called friends, and a large group of people soon gathered behind Li Chengfeng and others.

In this way, Li Chengfeng is like a hurricane eye, wherever he goes, a group of disciples are around, and they follow him to bet.

Li Chengfeng's poisonous milk magic skills were also immediately famous in all directions, but whenever a disciple who was about to enter the field was looked at by Li Chengfeng, he was immediately shocked to the point of being pale like dirt, covering his face with his hands, and looking like "you can't see me, you can't see me".

And once a disciple was praised and favored by Li Chengfeng's enthusiasm, he suddenly felt like a mourner, discouraged, and felt that his life was gloomy and his future was bleak, as if he was shrouded in an invisible negative energy, and his mentality fluctuated greatly after he played, even if he won the game, he was greatly affected, and finally was overturned.

In this way, the prestige of Li Chengfeng's poisonous milk magic spread all over the martial arts arena, and everyone began to bet like crazy, even if they didn't believe it, they followed with a smile and bet some, wanting to witness the birth of the miracle of poisonous milk.

Zhang Jinbao was about to go crazy, he hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, grabbed Li Chengfeng, and wanted to kowtow on the spot to admit his mistake: "Master, uncle! Please, please! Don't say it, let us live!"

Li Chengfeng was triumphant and said, "It's all said, I'll predict that one is accurate!

Zhang Jinbao cried with a sad face, and said: "Believe in it, uncle, you are the reincarnation of the crow god, this mouth is too poisonous!

Li Chengfeng approached Zhang Jinbao with a smile and said in a low voice: "One price, 10,000 taels, buy out!"

Zhang Jinbao was so slamming at the door that when he heard 10,000 taels, he was so frightened that his legs almost couldn't stand up straight: "One, one...... Ten thousand taels?"

Li Chengfeng feigned anger and said: "Then I will continue to ......predict!

"How's the next one? Hmph, pretend to be a ghost!"

Before Li Chengfeng finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look, but saw Zhan Qisheng sneering and walking over, staring at Li Chengfeng with their eyes.

Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, isn't this the fourth son of the Zhan family?

Zhan Qisheng sneered: "Li Chengfeng, it's useless for you to pretend to be a ghost here!

Li Chengfeng smiled and groaned: "Yes, yes, yes, the next game of the fourth prince will definitely win!"

Zhan Qisheng snorted coldly, he had already made up his mind to make a splash and make a name for himself, he said proudly: "That's nature!"

Zhang Jinbao was happy and said: "Zhan Gongzi's strength is extraordinary, in my opinion, he will definitely win the next game!"

Zhang Jinbao knew that Zhan Qisheng had spent a lot of manpower and material resources to prepare for this fight, and when Li Chengfeng was fighting outside, Zhan Qisheng had already touched all the disciples in detail, and truly knew himself and his opponent.

Li Chengfeng was just about to speak, when suddenly his eyes flashed, and he almost laughed, he gestured with his gaze and said, "That's right, you will definitely win!"

Everyone followed his gaze, but saw that on the water flow ranking map on the cliff, the name of the disciple who fought against the battle came out, it was none other than the number one seed among the disciples below the entire Golden Body Group: Huangfu Song.

Zhan Qisheng suddenly sat on the wax, looked at Li Chengfeng, and subconsciously cursed in a low voice: "Damn, what the hell?"