"Gambling fight, you have a good idea!! Zhao Yiming frowned, sneering in his heart, Yang Fan in the early stage of the sixth stage is strong, and it can be said that there are rare opponents among the miscellaneous disciples of the Kaiyang lineage, but compared to Qin Fenglai, one of the three masters, there is still a big gap, if he really agrees to this bet, he will not have the slightest chance of winning.

Just when Zhao Yiming organized the language and was about to refuse, Chen Jianhua spoke again, "Think about how heroic Senior Brother Zhao was back then, how can I think that when I am middle-aged, I don't even dare to accept this little gambling contract, it is really painful! It is really painful!!" shook his head while speaking, and covered his chest from time to time, with a sad look on his face, "That's it! I didn't say anything as a junior brother, and this gambling contract was stopped!!

"Senior Brother Chen, slow down, this gambling contract has taken over the !! for my brother"

doesn't fight for steamed buns, even if he knows that he is losing, he will never allow Chen Jianhua to show off his power on his head!!

"Okay!good!Okay! This is the senior brother Zhao I know!!" Chen Jianhua's eyes narrowed, and a flash of pride in the success of the conspiracy, "Since it is a gambling fight, naturally a little color is indispensable........

"It's !!" Zhao Yiming's heart sank slightly, and he knew that this gambling fight would never be so simple.

"A small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble hurts the body, Senior Brother Chen, in this way, let's just take ten spirit stones and play with it!!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yiming's chest rose and fell violently like a bellows, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, Chen Jianhua said lightly, take ten spirit stones and play casually, the truth is not like that at all, spirit stones- The crystallization of the aura of heaven and earth is an indispensable thing for the cultivation of high-level martial artists, and it is also the common currency of high-level martial artists, like him, the head of the third-class miscellaneous service peak, the sect will give him one spirit stone a year, plus other income, it is the limit to be able to get three spirit stones a year, except for the needs of daily cultivation, ten spirit stones are almost half of his savings!!

"Senior Brother Zhao, as the head of a peak, just ten spirit stones should be nothing!!"

"Okay! Ten spirit stones are ten spirit stones!!

Zhao Yiming's heart was dripping blood, but he still gritted his teeth and responded, losing people does not lose the battle, things have reached this point, and he can no longer afford to regret it again!!

"Okay! Senior Brother Zhao is atmospheric, then it's decided!!" Chen Jianhua shouted hello, but a touch of pride flashed in his heart.

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Looking at Chen Jianhua who was leaving, Zhao Yiming, who calmed down, immediately regretted it, he was really a ghost, how could he have made this bet, with that Qin Feng, I don't have any chance of winning this bet at all, ten spirit stones, that's most of my savings, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil!!

"Senior Brother Yang, the next seat can all depend on you, as long as you can defeat that Qin Feng, this seat will definitely not treat you badly!" Zhao Yiming turned his eyes, looked at Yang Fan and said solemnly, the bet has been made, and it is in vain to regret it, he can only hope that Yang Fan can create another miracle.

"Qin Feng!!, one of the three masters?"

didn't talk too much, Qin Feng, one of the three masters, was not easy to mess with, even Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang, who were equally famous with him, didn't dare to say that he could win Qin Feng steadily!!

"Senior Brother Yang, try your best to become a !!" Zhao Yiming nodded slightly, but he didn't say anything to Yang Fan to defeat that Yuyang Peak, he also knew in his heart that with Yang Fan's strength, it was very possible to compete in the top ten, but it was a bit whimsical to want to compete with an eight-grade bloodline person like Sanjie!!

The difference between the eight-rank bloodline and the nine-grade bloodline, but the difference between the clouds and the soil, any eight-rank bloodline person is five times as strong as the nine-grade bloodline of the initiate, and the challenge of leapfrogging is as simple as eating and drinking water for them, that is a real genius!!

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On the other end, Chen Jianhua walked out with a brisk pace, and said with a shallow smile at Qin Feng, who was like a shining star in the starry sky to attract the attention of the world, "Senior Brother Qin, it's up to you next!!

His demeanor was slightly respectful, faintly revealing a bit of flattery, Qin Feng was not an ordinary handyman, but a top genius on the first day of their Yuyang Peak, who was destined to condense the spirit bones and enter the realm of forging bones in the future, surpassing him, but it was only a matter of time, I don't know when, he would have to rely on this Qin Feng.

Hearing this, Qin Feng didn't say anything, but glanced at Yang Fan casually, a deep disdain crossed his deep black eyes, thinking that he could challenge himself with the same cultivation as himself!!

The next moment.....

Qin Feng's eyes turned, lingering on Leng Rushuang and Sima Yun, among the thousands of miscellaneous disciples on the field, only these two people could be his opponents for Qin Feng, and the others were destined to be just stepping stones for their three masters!!

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Soon, half an hour passed, and hundreds of miscellaneous disciples of Kaiyang Peak arrived one after another, the number of people was almost two thousand, and at this moment, under the Heavenly Peak, it can be said that there were many figures, and there were many people, and Zhao Yiming, Chen Jianhua and other peak directors had already left the scene one after another and retreated to the side!!

That's when .......

"The miscellaneous disciples of the various peaks, but they have all arrived?" a great voice came from mid-air.

In an instant, at the foot of the mountain, thousands of miscellaneous disciples, including Yang Fan, all felt a powerful spiritual power emanating from it, and this spiritual power almost enveloped the land within a radius of several miles.

Yang Fan couldn't help but look up, and was shocked all of a sudden.

I saw that in the middle of the air, there was a person stepping into the air, this was a middle-aged man around forty years old, dressed in white, fluttering like a cloud, the breath on his body was unpredictable, and there was a natural, back-to-basics trace all over his body. His steps seemed very indifferent, with a kind of leisurely stroll, but his steps were steady, slow and majestic, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly filled with a huge oppressive force, which made people breathless.

"Imperial ...... Flying through the sky, this ....... This is the Bone Forging Realm Martial Artist, terrifying....... It's really terrifying, this person can directly suppress me mentally, suppress me to the death, so that I don't even have the slightest chance to resist. This is the difference in the level of life, it is simply the difference between cloud and mud, I can't be his opponent, even if I burst out all the hole cards, it is impossible to be his opponent. No, to be exact, he can easily crush me as long as he moves his fingers......." In addition to being shocked, Yang Fan's heart was bitter, "In his eyes, I'm afraid that our miscellaneous disciples are not much stronger than the ignorant ants.......

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