Winning a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, although it is a little disgraceful, but the elixir worth two million spirit stones, if you can win it, there will be a generous reward.

Hearing what Han Xiao said, the eyes of those descendants of the Eighteenth Family shone brightly.

can show his face in front of the three Jindan ancestors and the three fake Dan overhauls, and after today, he will definitely rise to the top.

Lu Shen and Qian Laozu glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

It seems that this Han Xiao can't get over it on his face, and he still holds a breath in his heart, wanting to get it back at this time.

They also paid attention to his maid's ability before, and in the middle stage of ordinary qi refining, they really couldn't take it.

In that case, let him go along with it.

"Haha, okay, my eighteenth family children should have this heart, and the lost face must be recovered. Qian Laozu laughed, then looked around and said, "Which junior is willing to participate in the gambling fight?"

With a few swishes, several figures flew down in the main hall.

Qian Laozu looked at it, stretched out his hand and pointed at a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, "It's just you." ”

The person who was pointed out was ecstatic, bowed and said: "The younger generation will live up to the trust of the ancestors." ”

"That's my third son!"

"It turned out to be the Eleventh Lang of the Peng family, and it is said that Peng Shiyi is already the peak of the third layer of qi refining, and he is the best among his peers. ”

"The ancestor actually ordered Peng Shiyi, and it seems that he attaches great importance to him. ”

......

There was a lot of discussion in the field, and Han Renguang ordered with a bitter face to vacate the middle of the field.

Peng Shiyi stepped forward slowly, stood in the middle of the field, and clenched his fists around.

His expression was calm, but his slightly trembling shoulders revealed that he was not in a calm mood.

Today's battle will definitely be the time when he Peng 11 soars into the sky!

In the eighteenth family, the Peng family has long since declined.

Today is the time to reinvigorate the prestige of the family!

He raised his head and looked at Lin Xiao'er who was standing with his head hanging not far away, and his eyes revealed a strong battle intent.

Although this woman is beautiful, this is not the time to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!

When Han Xiao spoke up, Lin Xiao'er's heart was already quiet.

There was a lot of disturbance in the field, but she seemed to be able to hear all kinds of emotions intertwined.

Like passers-by, bystanders.

At this moment, she had some enlightenment.

Practice swords with heart.

This is what Childe said, the heart sword.

She stepped forward step by step.

"Xiao'er, be careful, if you are defeated, quickly admit defeat. Xu Yuniang stretched out her hand to grab Lin Xiao'er, and whispered with an anxious face.

She regretted it very much, because of her many things, she pushed her own children and Xiao'er to the forefront.

Especially now, Xiao'er still has a gambling fight.

A girl, how can she be the opponent of those elites of the family?

Now I can only hope that those people will have a sense of proportion.

Lin Xiao'er nodded lightly, then broke free from Xu Yuniang's hand and walked straight to the middle of the field step by step.

"In Xia Peng Zhang, the Peng family is eleven sons, and today I am gambling, and I hope that the girl-"

"Kura—"

Peng Shiyi's words were interrupted by a scream.

A sword light crossed his neck.

The entire hall was silent.

What is this?

Everyone looked at the sword light in a daze.

What is this?

Under the oppression of that cold sword light, Peng Shiyi raised his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Xiao'er.

Lin Xiao'er made a move with his hand, and the sword light was withdrawn, turning into a sword pill and falling into the palm of his hand.

"Next. ”

She spoke lightly, not glancing at anyone from beginning to end.

The sword came out of the heart, so it was.

I'm going to lose?

Peng Shiyi turned his head and looked at the ancestors who looked up.

This sneak attack doesn't count, does it?

But those ancestors, including Qian Ancestor, who had just ordered himself to fight, all had indifferent expressions on their faces.

Peng Shiyi turned his head unwillingly and looked around.

There are stunned expressions, and there are excited ones.

There are also many expressions of pity.

In the end, no one opened their mouths to complain about themselves.

"There you go. ”

The head of the Qian Ancestor stretched out his hand and pointed at it.

Peng Shiyi retreated step by step.

No one cared about him.

A loser, who cares?

"This Liu Min will definitely be able to defeat that maid. ”

"Yes, Peng Shiyi is too underestimated, who is polite to you in the gambling arena?"

"That is, it is about two million spirit stones, and it is so careless, it really deserves the decline of his Peng family. ”

"Han Sixteen, that one, is really rich......"

......

Liu Min stepped forward step by step and stood in front of Lin Xiao'er.

He was covered in blood and blood, leaving no flaws.

As a practitioner, whenever there is a glimmer of opportunity, you must seize it.

Peng Shiyi was too light on the enemy and gave him the opportunity to get it.

If people don't take it, the sky will abandon it!

Liu Min's body was shocked, and his blood turned into a pillar of smoke that fell from the sky and slammed into the top of Lin Xiao'er's head.

If this blow is solid, Lin Xiao'er is afraid that her bones will be broken, and she will not be lucky.

Many of those nobles covered their eyes with their hands, and they couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

There are many children of young families who can't bear it.

It's a pity that it's so stunning, and it's a pity that it's gone.

"This kid from the Liu family is ruthless, and he is not fascinated by beauty, but he has some merits. ”

"The eagle fights the cunning rabbit, and it is right to kill with one blow. ”

Several middle and high-level cultivators in the late stage of the family's qi refining talked in a low voice, and they seemed to have foreseen this battle situation.

"Kura—"

Just when the pillar of smoke was about to be solidified, Lin Xiao'er raised his arm, and the sword light instantly became like a meteor, cutting off the pillar of smoke that was blocking in front of him, and then slashed through a zhang of space.

The sword light seemed to be very slow, fluttering and leisurely, and gently rested on Liu Min's shoulder.

"What a sharp sword!"

"Hey, sure enough, there is no hair on the mouth and the work is not firm, and the sword light is attacking and killing, why don't you hide?"

"I'm afraid this kid thinks he's won, but he's still not stable enough......"

......

Liu Min didn't know how he ended up.

Just when he turned around, there were already people standing there in the field.

As for himself standing on the sidelines, no one has paid attention to it for a long time.

The moment of all the attention just now was like a dream.

Before the third gambler came on the field, Qian Laozu and Lu Shen exchanged glances.

They lost the first two games, which was what they expected.

One is at the third level of Qi refining, and the other has just broken through to the fourth layer of innate beings, and neither of them has much combat experience.

With these two people sent over and lost, Han Xiao's anger was smoothed out.

It's just three things, and the face of the family still needs it.

Therefore, the third person to play is the head of the Qian family's guards, Qian Yifeng.

Five layers of innateness, eleven years of battlefield fighting.

Such characters are the real pillars of the Maison.

Qian Yifeng, who was wearing light armor, stood in the middle of the field, like a silent stone statue.

Throughout the field, the voices gradually became quieter.

A murderous aura suddenly spread.

This is the killing spirit of the battle.

Lin Xiao'er on the opposite side seemed to be affected by this murderous aura, and her eyebrows furrowed.

At this moment, Qian Yifeng shouted violently and stomped his feet on the ground.

The three-inch-thick bluestone floor tiles exploded with a bang, and then smashed into Lin Xiao'er outside the zhang.

Just behind the gravel, Qian Yifeng clenched his fists, and a pair of green wolf head fists appeared on his fists.

"Hah-"

He stepped over, followed behind the gravel, raised his fists, and slammed out!

The timing of the shot was grasped, and the punch was decisive, that is, the ancestors on the top nodded slightly.

With this blow, on the battlefield, skipping the level to kill the enemy, it is not a problem!

Sure enough, it was sharpened on the battlefield!