"Wait until you win, your kung fu won't just be on the lips!"

Yi Cheng gave this guy a blank look, like this guy who takes pleasure in killing, if he met outside, Yi Cheng would kill him directly, but now he can only continue to pretend to fight.

"Boy, look for death!"

Xiong Lie was furious, and swung the mountain giant axe towards Yi Cheng.

Yi Cheng dodged left and right, and the long sword in his hand never collided with Xiong Lie's giant axe.

"Hahaha, boy, was your kung fu taught by your master? Why can you only run like a girl, I think you just have a little bit of kung fu! ”

Xiong Lie saw Yi Cheng, who was embarrassed to dodge, and laughed again.

Yi Cheng didn't answer, and when Xiong Lie slashed at him again, he no longer dodged, and directly raised his sword to meet him.

Seeing this scene, those monks who pressed Yi Cheng to win couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, they couldn't even stop such an obvious radical method, this Yi Cheng had little hope of victory.

"I told you about Xiong Lie, how is it, I regret it now!"

The two monks who had just had a disagreement sat next to each other at this moment, and the person who pressed the flame said proudly to his companion.

"Hey, forget it, it's good that I only pressed a million!" At this time, the monk also felt that Yi Cheng's chance of victory was not great, but he was glad that he was cautious.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, Yi Cheng flew out of the sky as everyone expected, Xiong Lie's eyes revealed killing intent, and he didn't give Yi Cheng a chance to surrender and admit defeat at all, and directly rushed forward and raised the mountain giant axe high towards Yi Cheng.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhou, this time I want to see how that guy is still alive!"

"Hmph, go against us, you will die innocently!"

"Kill!"

At this moment, Yi Cheng mustered up all the strength of his body and burst into a shout, this voice seemed to have a divine sense attack, and Xiong Lie's eyes instantly became confused.

This is barely a breath of time, but it has become the best opportunity to turn easy to turn defeat into victory.

"Break the Army Fist!"

Yi Cheng didn't use the spirit sword to attack, but used the Breaking Army Fist, which he hadn't used for a long time.

Of course, this punch certainly didn't use all its strength.

At this time, Xiong Lie also came to his senses, but his giant axe was too late to chop, and there was a look of panic and pleading in his eyes.

"You should have seen a lot of this kind of look yourself, it's a little ridiculous to do it now, don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Yi Cheng punched while transmitting the sound, Xiong Lie heard Yi Cheng's words that he would not want his life, and he was just relieved, but he immediately felt the sharp pain coming from the dantian.

"Bang!"

This time, Yi Cheng directly smashed Xiong Lie's dantian, although there are still one or two ways to recover in the spirit world, but these methods are all required to be done by monks above the Mahayana period, this Xiong Lie is completely wasted, and it is the kind that life is worse than death.

"Ahh My dantian, my cultivation, ah, Yi Cheng, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! ”

The dantian was broken, Xiong Lie was not unconscious, the severe pain made him fall into madness, and he didn't realize that he was now a waste.

Yi Cheng threw this punch, and then sat on the ground with his butt, looking exhausted.

"Yi Cheng has won ninety-eight in a row! To continue! The referee saw Xiong Lie's appearance without the slightest pity, and asked people to drag him out of the ring, and at the same time declared Yi Cheng the winner.

"Yi Cheng, Yi Cheng, you won't be happy, you make me worse than dead, someone will come to clean you up soon, let me go and let me go, I want to see him beaten to death with my own eyes, let go of me!"

Xiong Lie had seen the reality clearly at this time, but he was still shouting frantically.

However, the Avatar Stage disciple who carried him away had no intention of letting him go.

"Don't continue, I want to recover my spiritual power, and I'll fight again in two hours!"

Yi Cheng shook his head, stood up and walked out of the ring, found a seat, took a pill and meditated with his eyes closed.

"Ha Lu Ha, Yi Cheng won, Ha Lu Haha, one million becomes six million, hey, I will press more if I know Lu Dao!"

"How can you lose, ah, Xiong Lie, this waste, my spirit stone!"

Different shouts, a few families rejoice and some sorrow.

"Waste, Chen Jiu, is this the person you are looking for?"

Chen Jiu's face changed, who knew whether he was talking about Xiong Lie or himself, but he didn't dare to talk back, and hurriedly explained: "This time Yi Cheng will win by attacking with his divine sense, and the next time he appears, he will be more powerful than Xiong Lie, and he will definitely be able to kill Yi Cheng!" ”

"Go, bring me the person you arranged, and I'll see for myself!"

When Chen Jiu heard this, he hurriedly walked out of the box and went to bring the two of them to show the young master.

Chen Jiu led the other two prepared thugs to Zhou Ming's box, and Zhou Ming and Liu Tianhong were very satisfied with the two of them after seeing it, and let them go down to prepare.

Taking the two of them out of the box, Chen Jiu couldn't help but look at Yi Cheng with resentment, it's all this guy, and he was scolded by the young master one after another, it's really damned!

"Sure enough, these guys are doing the trick!"

Yi Cheng didn't open his eyes, but when Chen Jiu looked at him, he already understood everything.

Then, Yi Cheng took out his communication jade talisman, entered a piece of information into it, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

The battle in the field continued, but the thrilling level could not be compared with just now, many people were still looking forward to Yi Cheng continuing to play, and they also wanted to see if Yi Cheng could complete a hundred consecutive victories today.

Time passed little by little, and two hours later, Yi Cheng stood up and walked slowly towards the ring.

Seeing Yi Cheng coming, a mid-merge monk who had just won a game did not hesitate at all, said to the referee not to continue, and then walked down.

He didn't want his hard-won streak to be ended so easily.

"Yi Cheng, in the early stage of the merger, ninety-eight consecutive victories, who will challenge!"

This time, the referee had only said it once, and a pale redar stepped forward.

"Red, late stage of the combination, ninety-five consecutive wins, now you can bet!"

The crowd immediately exploded.

"Who is this, why haven't I seen it?"

"Even he doesn't know what to say, this person has lived in Hundred Battles City for three or four years, and that Xiong Lie is not a fart compared to him!"

"Three or four years, no, it's only ninety-five consecutive wins in three or four years, and it's not good!"

"Hmph, do you know what Lu Dao is, this person only challenges those who have won more than 90 consecutive victories, and there is never a living mouth under the sword, do you know what he is called red clothes for Lu?"

"For what?"

"He is very fast every time he fights, unless he admits defeat at the beginning, he can't escape his sword at all, and every time he kills, he will wipe the blood on his sword on his clothes, and then he will be called Red!"

Some people who had been in Hundred Battles City for a long time had already heard of this red robe, so they quickly knew the name of this person.

"Three million, press the red clothes!"

"Five million, press the red clothes!"

"Who are you pressing this time?" The monk who had just lost the pressure on Xiong Lie asked his companion.

"I'm easy to press!"

"No, I don't think I'll even have a chance to win this time!"

"I know what to say!"

"Ah, you know that the road is still easy to achieve!"

"People just let me win five million, and now it's a bit unorthodox to press him to lose, I'll press him one million, even if I lose, I will earn four million! What about you? ”

"I, okay, I'll also press Yicheng with you, I'll press two million, this is all my belongings!"

"You're crazy, you know that Yicheng only has a chance to win, and you will also press all your belongings!"

"Hey, I lost more than 10 million just now, even if it's all red clothes this time, you look at the odds, even if you win, you can win hundreds of thousands at most, it's better to gamble, in case this Yi Cheng wins, even if he loses, it won't be worse than now!"

"It seems to make sense, should I add more, forget it, it's already very righteous for me to press a million!"

This time, there were several times more bettors than in the previous game, and some people in red clothes who knew the road also ran over from around several other rings to place bets.

Most of the quarter of an hour has passed, but there are less than 100 million bets, and on the other side, this time the bets have exceeded 3 billion