"Let's go!" As the referee gave an order, the disciples in the five rings fought together.

"Huh, what are you playing with?" Seeing how far Jun Luo was blasted out by his opponent's punch, Tang Le and Qin Yang couldn't help but be stunned, and then suddenly realized.

This guy is playing with the.

Looking at each other, the two couldn't help but smile bitterly, they wanted to do the same, but who would bet on the seven-grade marble?

If it weren't for Shang ruthlessly boasting about Haikou and fixing the odds by himself, whether he could bet or not was one thing, and there was no need to play yin.

The two of them knew what was going on, but Jun Mo and the others didn't know, and their courage was almost frightened.

That's it? I swear to give a surprise, just this surprise?

"Ah......hh It hurts Lao Tzu to death!" Jun Luo clutched his chest and screamed, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, his bloody teeth were exposed, his face was hideous, and his eyes flashed crazy, like a crazy explosive bear, and rushed straight over.

"I'll fight! Fight and fight......" The opponent is a congenital five-fold master, and I don't know where the merchant invited the character, a pair of fists are as fast as lightning, and the move is heavy, and the king is crying and crying and crying and crying, embarrassed.

Jun Luo waved his fists indiscriminately, not even touching the corners of other people's clothes.

"It's over, it's done!" Tang Le covered his face and didn't want to watch it.

The corners of Qin Yang's mouth twitched, and he muttered, "It's tempered by those days, and I can't get up before I put it aside!"

Ten days of crazy fighting with each other has greatly improved the ability of the three of them to resist blows, Junluo looks extremely miserable, but in fact, they are all skin injuries, and they protect themselves at the moment of the middle punch.

"Haha, just bet on yourself, want Yunshi to go crazy, right?" The disciples who fought against Jun Luo became more and more excited, remembering that Jun Luo had left to bet on himself before the war, which made him laugh for a while.

"Lao Tzu Yunshi is so bad!" Although Jun Luo was embarrassed, like Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed, he fought more and more, roared angrily, and slammed a black fist into the man's stomach.

"It's like you haven't eaten, give me death!" The man put aside his fist to block Jun Luo's fist, and the other fist slammed down on Jun Luo's head.

"Ahh

It turned out that the fist that blocked Jun Luo was buckled, and the other fist had not yet fallen, Jun Luo turned around and directly came to a back fall, and smashed his head down to the ground.

Boom!

The ring trembled, the man's screams suddenly stopped, and his head made intimate contact with the ring, cracking like a watermelon, and spilling red and white on the ground.

"How is that possible?" many people who were watching Junluo's battle stood up in surprise.

The reversal of the situation was too unexpected, and he had the upper hand just now, and he was killed in an instant.

"How can you be so careless!alas!" Shang Luo was so angry that his face trembled, and he didn't see that Jun Luo was pretending at all.

Shang Wuru also shook his head and smiled bitterly, it seemed that he was going to lose some of the marble.

Whoop......

Jun Luo pounded his chest with both fists, raised his head to the sky and howled, and then with a bang, he fell down with his head back, and collapsed on the ground snorting and panting.

"This bastard, according to this situation, no one will bet on him to win the next game, this is to make money!" Qin Yang's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Tang Le nodded, noncommittal.

After the referee announced the victory, Jun Luo was carried down, and within a moment, the goods ran to the front of the gambling game, and the three thousand five-grade marble suddenly turned into a three-hundred-six-grade meteorite, and he screamed excitedly, "staggering" and ran to Tang Le and Qin Yang with a strong look.

"I haven't seen the world, let's play while playing!" these are Tang Le's words.

"That's it, the marble is still showing off in front of me, isn't it embarrassing?" these were Qin Yang's words.

Jun Luo was stunned for a while.

It's a six-grade marble, not a stone, what kind of bastard are you talking about?

Because of the gambling game, most of the contestants bet on themselves, which stimulated the battle in disguise, and the other four games were also in full swing, although there were no deaths, but after the end, there were also two who suffered heavy losses, and it was impossible to challenge, and they were eliminated directly, and they were completely out of the top ten.

Seeing that Jun Luo won the game in embarrassment, Jun Mo let out a long breath, only to find that his back was wet at some point.

The five Sword Sect disciples who were standing behind Mu Yun of the Sword Sect looked at Jun Luo's ability to win, and their eyes were red.

The disciples who came with them secretly left to kill Jun Luo, and they have not returned until now, obviously they are more than lucky, and they can't wait to jump into the ring and kill him on the spot.

But with Mu Yun here, they really didn't dare to do that, so they could only hold back their anger in their hearts, hoping that someone could kill this bastard.

"Hehe, this Junluo's physical body is good, I have heard of him in the sect!" Mu Yun was thrilled to see, and his mood eased when he finished, and he also commented on two sentences.

Qin Wu nodded, "This kid has been a tiger since he was a child, and he still has a tendon, he doesn't know how to be flexible, and he still needs more training from the sect!"

"Well, I like this child's personality, although he is reckless, but he has a good heart, dare to fight, temper more, maybe he can fight for a good future!" Mu Yun saw Jun running to the gambling table and emphasized his odds, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

The words made the disciples of the Sword Sect behind them feel trembling one by one, and they were very heartwarming.

In the next five battles, Qin Yang played.

And Tang Le is the twenty-one, the only battle in the fifth round, and you have to wait.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, the battle instantly entered a hot state, and the master who fought against Qin Yang was a man, and he was thin, but his strength was surprisingly large, and with a punch, Qin Yang's fist almost burst.

Although the strength was hidden, the power of that punch was not at all something that a martial artist of the Innate Sixfold Realm could exert.

Looking at it closely, Qin Yang was secretly cunning, it turned out that he was wearing a pair of gloves that were as thin as cicada wings and the same color as his complexion, and he was obviously not of low grade.

"Boy, although you are the prince of the dynasty, if someone wants your life, you are welcome!" Zhuo Shan laughed dryly, revealing a few ugly yellow teeth, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, disgusting Qin Yang a lot.

"It seems that you can't be careless, don't play to death if you don't have fun!" Qin Yang instantly straightened his mentality, waved his hand, took out a silver spear, waved it hard, pulled out a piece of spear flower, and fought with this person.

"Impossible!" Whether it was Shang Luo or Shang Ruthless, or the Sword Sect disciples standing behind Mu Yun, they were all shocked, and even Qin Wu's hands trembled violently twice.

Zhuo Shan reported his own strength, and how far was he forced to retreat by Qin Yang's two shots.

How is this possible?

Isn't he only in the Innate Triple Realm? It's only taken a long time for him to ascend so much, it's too terrifying to believe.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to hide your strength!" Feeling that his hands were sore, and there was a faint pain, Zhuo Shan finally faced it.

Overwhelming!

With a burst of shouts, the palm shadow seemed to explode in front of him, and a large palm shadow shrouded Qin Yang, one after another, wave after wave, each palm weighed like a thousand pounds, like a mountain pressing down.

Layers of spatial ripples spread out in all directions, and rumbling sounds resounded in all directions.

Fierce and domineering, brave and unbeatable.

Qin Yang looked coldly at the palm shadow that came from the attack, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of cold arc, the silver spear in his hand suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly stabbed out from the back of his neck, and disappeared suddenly, with a pop, a blood line appeared on the top of his head.

The palm shadow in the sky shook and disappeared.

Zhuo Shan's thin body hung on the silver spear, and the tip of the spear emerged from the back of his neck.

A shot through the throat, the Great Qin royal stunt.

With the improvement of strength, Qin Yang finally demonstrated this trick perfectly.

Qin Wu's heart shook wildly, his hands were clenched, his green muscles were exposed, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl.

One shot pierced the throat, there have been three generations, and no one can perform it perfectly, and the minimum requirement is the innate fivefold realm.

"Haha......" Qin Tianke didn't care about this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile, and finally the old tears were rampant, flew to the ring, patted Qin Yang's shoulder fiercely, and couldn't say a word of excitement.

The ancestors and the ancestors blessed, and the magic technique of piercing the throat with one shot reappears in Daqin!

"Damn!" Shang Luo almost flipped the table, Zhuo Shan was a master he entrusted Shang Ruthless to invite from the Mingxuan Dynasty, and he spent a lot of money to enter the top ten, but he was killed in the ring in the first round.

Shang's ruthless face was even more unsightly, and Zhuo Shan would die if he died, but he set Qin Yang's odds at ten to one, and the loss of 10,000 seven-grade marble stones at once was more painful than ripping his flesh.

With such high odds, he made it himself, which is more disgusting than eating.

Moreover, when Qin Yang bet, he also swore that the odds would remain unchanged, and if Qin Yang kept winning, he would lose completely.

He set up the gambling game of Qipin Marble Stone, which was originally a casual remark to show the background of the business, but now it is good, and he directly trapped himself.

"Qin Yang!

The audience resounded with earth-shattering cheers.

As a local, he is also one of the princes, and he is also graceful, in Tang Le's words, he is a little white face, how can there be no supporters, and the scene will be popular in an instant.

Especially the miracle of piercing the throat with that shot, clean and neat, chic and freehand, instantly attracted countless fans.

"Made, a bunch of idiots!" Jun Luo muttered unconvinced, "If it weren't for Yunshi, Lao Tzu would be more beautiful than him!"

"Don't dream about it, big old man!" Tang Le poured a basin of cold water on him, and rolled his eyes in anger.

In the other four games, two of which were faster than Qin Yang's here, there were innate eight or nine masters, who defeated the opponent with one move and successfully advanced.

The remaining two games were in full swing, and their strength was equal, and in the end, they all narrowly won one move to advance.

"Made, don't let me touch these two bastards, Lao Tzu will kill him!" Jun Luo saw the two masters enter the merchant team, his face was extremely cold, and his fists were clenched with a crisp sound.

No matter how big it is, Jun Luo also saw that Shang Luo wanted to treat them to death, and even relied on the influence of the merchants of the Ming Xuan Dynasty to make Great Qin change the sky, how could the Jun family, as a hardcore ally of the Qin clan, let this kind of thing happen to their own eyelids?

Only kill!

Kill them with fear, kill them!