A gust of fist blowing made Jiang Zhongming's face hurt, but on his aching face, he didn't usher in the huge pain that came after being attacked.

Is it a great force that has separated his head from his body?

Jiang Zhongming, who closed his eyes tightly, was beating wildly in his heart, nervous to the extreme.

No, his head is still attached to his body.

Before Jiang Zhongming's heart was turbulent, he heard an angry voice.

"Jiang Zhongming, how can you lose, isn't this true, ah, my colorful spirit crystal, crying to death I lost a lot. ”

Looking at this battle that had already been divided into winners and losers, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were blue and clear, but he didn't expect that the furious three slaves could still control his strength, and he didn't take advantage of the situation to kill Jiang Zhongming.

But in the quiet venue, he heard this familiar voice coming, which made Zhuo Bufan a little stunned, this is not ......

As expected, following the direction from which the voice came, Zhuo Bufan saw a young man in cloth with holes all over his body, standing not far away with an angry look on his face, and his dirty face actually saw the red of the blood gushing up, and it seemed that the death was not light.

This...... It's really a dead nature, I didn't listen to my own words and went to gamble again!

The young man in cloth saw Zhuo Bufan's cold face, and his face was also embarrassed, but then he came to Zhuo Bufan's side with a smile on his face, and wanted to pull Zhuo Bufan's sleeve, but was avoided by Zhuo Bufan.

"Brother Lanyi, I didn't expect this Jiang Zhongming to be so useless, looking at his stinky fart, I thought he had a 10% chance of winning, don't blame me, blame ...... if you want to blame" The cloth-clothed young man said with a flattering face.

"What's strange, I met you in Pingshui, I have done what I can do, from now on you and I are strangers, don't have any intersection. Looking at this dirty young man in cloth, Zhuo Bufan couldn't express his disgust, and he didn't have a good impression after all.

"What are you blaming, this little spirit crystal you gave me, no, no, although the colorful spirit crystal you borrowed from me is a lot for ordinary people, but for me, it can't be less, it's not ...... at all It's not enough to support me back home,

That's why I will participate in this gambling, who knows that Jiang Zhongming looks respected, but he is a vase, so vulnerable, Brother Lanyi, I know that you are cold-faced and kind-hearted, and you won't care about me. ”

The young man in cloth seemed to be sure that Zhuo Bufan would forgive him, so he kept chattering.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan was no longer willing to talk to the cloth-clothed boy, and looked at Jiang Zhongming and the three slaves on the competition platform, and after Jiang Zhongming was off, he would go up.

The angry voice of the cloth-clothed young man also called Jiang Zhongming, who had his eyes closed, back to his soul.

But on his face, he could still feel that the cold fist was not far away.

Thinking of the situation in front of him, Jiang Zhongming slowly opened his eyes, and a big fist was parked in front of his eyes, and if he moved forward a little closer, he could hit his face.

Already defeated!

"Brother Tai is strong, and Jiang Zhongming is convinced. ”

Although he was unwilling, Jiang Zhongming still seemed to say these words calmly.

Sannu slowly lowered his fist, and without even looking at Jiang Zhongming in front of him, he walked towards the side of the competition, and the proud voice came from Sannu's mouth again.

"Who else!"

There was obviously only one person, and there were only three words that he spoke, but it was a wave of momentum, which made the blood of many immortal warriors in the audience boil.

After Jiang Zhongming glanced at the proud three slaves again, he jumped off the competition platform and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes with the entourage that followed.

Looking at such a majestic three slaves, no one dared to come to the stage to fight in a short period of time, and they were silent, shaking their heads to visit, wanting to see if any of the immortal warriors in the audience could defeat the three slaves on the stage.

The three slaves, who had been waiting for a long time, finally opened their eyes, and there was a cold light in their eyes.

"It's really disappointing to me, there are a lot of heroes in the audience, don't you even have the courage to fight on stage, I, a martial slave, dare to face the heroes of the world, it seems that you self-proclaimed sons of big forces are really not very good. ”

Many immortal warriors in the audience did not refute again after hearing the arrogant voice of the three slaves again.

The three slaves easily defeated Yue Qinghe with only one person, if you want to say that Yue Qinghe itself is not strong enough, then Jiang Zhongming is not an ordinary powerhouse in the Five Lives Sealing King Realm, and like his ancestors, he found the Fragment of Cold and integrated it into his own origin, and his strength has reached the top level in the realm of the Five Lives Sealing King Realm.

But even such a powerful Jiang Zhongming doesn't have much power to parry in the hands of the three slaves!

It can be seen that the three slaves on the stage can no longer be treated as ordinary powerhouses of the Wusheng Fengwang Realm, and they are peerless powerhouses with a lot of actual combat experience.

Zhuo Bufan also knows a lot about the current situation, among the many immortal warriors in the audience, there are many powerful immortal warriors, and there are a few people who may not be able to beat the three slaves on the stage.

It's just that those people don't have any plans to go on stage, since they have come here, not to participate in the banquet held by Tianzhi Pavilion tonight, what can they be for, I don't know what they are thinking in their hearts.

Just when Zhuo Bufan wanted to come to power, a mighty aura appeared out of thin air from the sky, causing many immortal warriors under him to wake up suddenly.

"Who came, I didn't feel any power fluctuations, and it was not easy to come. Zhuo Bufan was surprised, and looked up at the top of the competition platform.

The Blood Drinking Sword God, the eyes that had not been opened for a long time, also seemed to feel the strength of the person who came at this time, and suddenly opened.

There are many immortal warriors in the audience, there are many people who want to go on stage to teach the three slaves, but they dare not come to the stage because their cultivation is not high, and at this time, they saw a mysterious old man willing to stand up, and their faces were moved.

"It's an old man with a fairy wind and bones, so powerful and upright, what kind of cultivation it is, I can't even see it. ”

"Yes, this old man's cultivation is unfathomable, but he is really old, I'm afraid that his qi and blood have dried up a lot, can he beat the three slaves." ”

"That's right, I don't know how much of a person's cultivation can be exerted, it's sad and lamentable, I can't take a young strong man in the big area of Zhongzhou, and I actually let an old man who is in his last years come to the stage to fight. ”

Just when everyone was sighing and surging with blood, Zhuo Bufan saw the appearance of the person who came, and his heart was even more weird.

"Isn't this the old man of the liar I met in front of the Fujing Stone Workshop in Fujing City, how could he appear here. ”

Looking at the old man with fluttering clothes and wrinkles, his body naturally exudes a heroic righteousness, and Zhuo Bufan's face is also inexplicable, and he can't see it when he cultivates, is this old man really a powerful immortal warrior!

The old man looked like a master outside the world, slowly falling down from the sky several meters high, quite immortal wind bones, if it wasn't for a powerful immortal warrior, no one would believe it.

In this way, Zhuo Bufan's face showed a look of interest again, and Zhuo Bufan also had a lot of interest in this mysterious old man.

"Hey, Mom, this old man's crotch doesn't seem to be pulled properly. Out of nowhere, there was a milky sound, which made the sacred picture suddenly become strange.

Sure enough, many immortal warriors subconsciously looked under the old man, and happened to see a red robe looming from the center of the fluttering trouser leg of the white robe.

In this way, the corners of Zhuo Bufan's mouth pulled unnaturally.

The cloth-clothed young man standing beside Zhuo Bufan was even more stunned, and suddenly he couldn't hold back and laughed heartily.

"Haha, it's so funny, old man, you have to check yourself well before you go out, even if it's pretending, you have to pretend to be decent, haha......"

The old man who was floating steadily in the sky did not stand on his legs and feet when he was about to land.

"Plop!"

He knelt on the ground with a plop, and then stood up without hesitation, and quickly covered his hands under him, and after finding that the crotch of his pants was really not pulled up, his face suddenly turned red.

"Hey, hey!"

After laughing, he covered it with one hand, and pulled his crotch with one hand.

"Shh

"Shh

"Shh

Bursts of boos came from under the arena and into the ears of the old man in white.

But the old man in white seemed to have experienced a lot of such scenes, and after a false alarm, he came back calmly, but he didn't care about it.

Brushing the hair that was a little scattered in front of his face, the old man in white said loudly to the three slaves in front of him who looked at him with a stupid face.

"What do you see, I have never seen such a handsome old man, I saw that the old man was injured, and I didn't hurry over to help him, I didn't have any love for the old and the young. ”

After finishing speaking, the old man in white looked at the three slaves with a stinky face, as if the three slaves were the sin of the three slaves if they didn't help him.

However, after Sannu heard the words of the old man in white, the disdain on his face was a little better, and then he didn't look at the old man in white, but walked towards the side of the platform.

"This is the competition platform of the immortal warriors, if there is no intention of fighting, please step down, don't insult the sacred place of the immortal warriors. ”

With a twist of his mouth, the old man in white did not feel the slightest anger because of the words of the three slaves, and he was strange.

"Today's young people, it's really getting more and more unorthodox, you must know that the immortal warriors of my era know how to respect the old and love the young, hey, it's really not as good as the generation. ”