To Zhong Xiaofan's surprise, it is rumored that in the West Sea, there are not many strong people in the late stage of Wuzun, and even the seven ancient clans do not have strong people in the late stage of Wuzun on the table.

How come this small Hailiang City, such a sloppy old man, is actually a strong man in the late stage of Wuzun, and it is the Eighth Heaven of Wuzun, comparable to the Great Elder and the Second Elder of the Martial Altar.

Moreover, although this person is sloppy and has gray hair, he is not very old, and he only looks like he is in his fifties.

"The water of the sea is really deep, no wonder, the undead have a ghost general, and I don't see any changes in him!"

Secretly sighed, Zhong Xiaofan summoned Master Su forward, "What's the matter with this person?"

Seeing Zhong Xiaofan's question, Master Su immediately danced with his eyebrows, and described the only ghost in Hailiang City that gave the Shang Alliance a headache.

No one knows, where this little old man came from, and no one even knows what his surname is.

However, he has been in Hailiang City for ten years, and he has never said anything about cultivating as a crown, which has brought a lot of losses to Shangmeng.

Not to mention anything else, he is a strong man in the late stage of Wuzun, and his ability to understand people and things is definitely first-class.

Every time he comes to the Colosseum, this business alliance that opens a gambling plate and sits in the village will definitely lose all his money.

In the same way, all the industries of the merchant alliance that are gambling in nature are very unwelcome to this ghost.

However, the other party's cultivation is high, and no one can stop it, and besides, the Canghai Business Alliance is open to do business, and it can't be closed to customers.

Slowly, the name of the ghost has spread among the Canghai Merchant Alliance and the deacons and elders of Hailiang City.

This spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and finally this name was also passed out, which is really in line with Xiao Lao'er's style.

Gongzi Yu frowned, it was the first time he had heard that there was such a difficult character in this Hailiang City.

After the first battle, Yun Liuqing and Jun Shiyu did not send any more war slaves, the meaning was already obvious, since Ouyang Kunyao was so arrogant, let him touch with Shang Meng, and also rub his sharpness.

Ouyang Kunyao didn't shirk either, everyone tacitly looked at Gongzi Yu.

Gongzi Yu was happy, "Well, since you are here in the battle ring, naturally you can't just sit, Ouyang Beauty, let's compare?"

Ouyang Kunyaoyu's face sank, "Gongziyu, take care of your mouth, be careful that someone tears it off!"

"This is the second time you've said this kind of thing, and you've lost your name for nothing, how about a fight with the golden war slaves?"

"Okay, what's the use of talking about it, it's better to use the facts!"

What appeared in the Golden City was the old man of the Martial King Nine Heavens, the one who had been playing with the iron beads in his hand.

Canghai Business Alliance, on the other hand, is a big man who fights, and it is also the Martial King Jiuzhongtian, one is thin and the other is burly, which is really a strong contrast.

"Gongziyu, what do you want to bet on in this game?"

"What to bet on? Bet on people, if I win, the bronze war slave you asked for last night will belong to me, if I lose, how about this golden war slave in the ring will belong to you?"

Ouyang Kunyao's face sank, but he didn't expect that Gongzi Yu still didn't give up, and he had already explicitly refused.

"If it's other war slaves, it's okay, this one is no play, Gongziyu, you better reopen a condition. Ouyang Kunyao said.

Zhong Xiaofan and Gongziyu changed color one after another, exchanging gold for bronze, such a cheap gamble, Ouyang Kunyao didn't agree.

"Brother Xuanfan, you have a very unique vision, you have taken a fancy to Ouyang Kunyao at a glance, such a dedicated war slave. Gongzi Yu whispered.

Zhong Xiaofan shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, I'll find a way in the future, this Ouyang Gongzi doesn't want to give it away, but he can't, he won't even let me go to see him." ”

"Okay, in that case, Ouyang Beauty, how about we bet 100,000 black gold coins?"

"Okay, 100,000 is 100,000!"

The master bets, naturally there is no need to hand over the gambling funds in advance, Gongziyu is not afraid that Ouyang Kunyao will not admit it if he loses, he himself represents the business alliance, and he will not repay the account.

was rejected by Ouyang Kunyao twice in a row, Gongziyu was also a little annoyed, he didn't have a chance to taste this kind of rejection.

"Ouyang Meiren, in this game, how about we also bet on life and death?"

Ouyang Kunyao's face changed, and he snorted coldly, "The life and death situation of the golden war slave is rare, this time I don't have many war slaves, do you want to overwhelm people with power?"

Although Ouyang Kunyao said it with a strong personality, it could be heard that he did not agree to the battle of life and death.

This is not a joke, the golden war slave, every time you cultivate one, it is one in a thousand, and it takes a lot of effort and resources.

Although their Golden City is a supreme power, a Martial King Nine Heavens War Slave is definitely not something that can be easily abandoned.

Even if it is an ordinary martial king, for them, it is also the mainstay, the façade of the family, and it cannot be discarded at will.

"Well, you sissy, that's all there is to it. Childe Yu teased and mocked.

Ouyang Kunyao snorted coldly, "If you lose later, don't cry." ”

The battle ring was established, the war drums were beating, and the two war slaves each shouted loudly and killed together.

"Orcs!"

As soon as the two war slaves started the war, everyone exclaimed in unison.

The war slave of the Shang Alliance turned out to be a half-orc, with the blood of a fierce beast in his body, once urged, the whole person turned into a half-human and half-beast, tiger stripes appeared on his face, and a tiger tail was born behind his buttocks.

"Yellow-maned battle tiger bloodline!" Zhong Xiaofan was shocked, the war slave of the Shang Alliance was really extraordinary.

The monster-level yellow-maned battle tiger can transform into a human form and the offspring born after combining with the human race, inheriting the wisdom of the human patriarch and the bloodline of the yellow-maned war tiger, and is born a fighting machine.

The battle situation is open, and the gambling market is naturally opened, the war beast of the Shang Alliance is one to one, and the Golden City is one to two.

At this moment, the ghostly effect is revealed.

All the spectators were staring at him to place bets.

"What are you looking at me for, old man, I'm very poor, just to come and see. ”

"Look at what you said, I have a hundred black gold coins here, put it on my waist and panic, I will dedicate it to you as a spare flower, you also bet and play. ”

"That's it, I also have a hundred black gold coins here, you keep it!"

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The ghost laughed bitterly, but the comer did not refuse, and collected more than a thousand black gold coins at once, all of which were pressed on the war slaves of the Shang Alliance.

In the end, the gambling market was summed up, and those who bet on the Golden City did not even have a black gold coin.

Zhong Xiaofan was happy, although these two war slaves, although they were both Martial King Ninefold Heaven cultivators, but in the eyes of a Martial Venerable Eightfold Heaven powerhouse, it was indeed that there was nothing to hide.

No wonder, the people of the Shang Alliance want to call this old man a ghost.

For Shang Meng, this old man inserted himself with one foot, and it is indeed that he has lost all his money, and he has to lose a lot of things.

The fighting nature of the yellow-maned war tiger is indeed powerful, although this war slave has only inherited part of the bloodline, but between actions, it is like a fierce tiger, and the martial beads around him are all red.

Moreover, his hands and feet turned into tiger claws, fighting in the air, like a war tiger tearing apart its prey.

The war slave of the Golden City, the thin old man is not simple, especially the two iron beads in his hand, each of which has 100,000 catties, under the urging of his gangqi, the command is like an arm, although it is not a spiritual weapon, but it is better than a spiritual weapon.

After a fierce fight for an hour, Zhong Xiaofan could be regarded as feasting his eyes.

Golden war slaves, it is really not easy to with, every time they make a move, it will cost people's lives.

Maybe it's because they're familiar with each other, which leads to a long time of consumption.

But if an ordinary martial king meets a golden war slave in the same rank, he will definitely not be able to withstand three moves, and it is possible that one move will be fatal.

This is the consciousness of life and death honed by traveling between life and death for a long time.

"If you don't come out for a walk, I really don't know, this world is vast!"

Zhong Xiaofan sighed with emotion, when he walked out of the Qilin Continent, a Sword Worship Pavilion made him feel very strong.

With one martial venerable and twenty-four martial kings.

Now it seems that in addition to the Sword Worship Ancestor, those twenty Martial Kings are afraid that they are the golden war slaves at the peak of the two Martial Kings, and they can be killed cleanly in less than ten breaths.

The ending was as unpredictable, and the war slaves of the Shang Alliance won.

Carrying it hard, he was hit by an iron bead, and a black iron tiger tail behind him was directly whipped on the back of the thin old man, almost breaking his body all of a sudden.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Ouyang Kunyao waved his hand, and the old slave behind him came to the rescue.

Next, the Quartet forces had more than a dozen ring battles with each other, and even the Shang Alliance sent war beasts.

Of course, each other has wins and losses, even the war slaves carefully cultivated by the Shang Alliance, there are also defeats.

Gold-level war slaves generally do not appear to be life and death. However, the bronze and silver war slaves are often life and death, and it all depends on the mood of the master.

There is one point, which makes Zhong Xiaofan frown, this Ouyang Kunyao, for Yun Kuifeng, is really abnormal, he is just a bronze war slave, and he did not agree to a game of life and death.

Yun Kuifeng, when the Heavenly Dao Sect was tested on the day, had a relationship with Zhong Xiaofan.

I never thought that after a few years, we would meet again in Hailiang City in the sea.

The day was over soon, and these people watched the bloody war slave fight, and they really didn't know how tired they were, and they were afraid that their voices were hoarse.

And the ghost is difficult to be entangled, and it is true, in ten battles, none of the endings of one of them does not match the treasure he pressed.

The war slaves of the Shang Alliance, although there are more wins and fewer losses, but, this girl, Gongzi Yu's face is not very good, at the end of the day, the Canghai Business Alliance has exported hundreds of thousands of black gold coins, and it is really a loss of money.

Looking at the pale face of the deacon of the Shang League, Gongzi Yu waved his hand.

Wuzun is a strong man who doesn't want to be cheeky, he doesn't want identity, he can't do such things, what else can he say.

You can't break the rules of the Canghai Business Alliance because you lose money.