"Why don't I dare bet?!"

Zhao Fengying's forehead was beating wildly, and she glared at Ye Jingchen angrily, "I still have money!"

"I'll bet you another 10,000 taels!"

This is Zhao Fengying's entire net worth.

Ye Jingchen was a little disappointed, that's it?

Waving his hand, Ye Jingchen said: "Okay, although it is a little less, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, I bet with you!"

Zhao Fengying sneered, "Do you really think you've won?"

"Look at the move!"

Zhao Fengying jumped up, and in an instant, he hit in front of Ye Jingchen, his palm turned pitch black, and pressed towards Ye Jingchen's head.

Ye Jingchen did not draw his sword, but threw a punch.

Bang!

Endless yellow light converged on his fist, and then slammed into the punch.

Fists and palms are slamming.

Zhao Fengying was bounced off and took a few steps back when he landed.

Ye Jingchen was also unstable, and took a few steps back.

"It seems that the strength of the two is about the same!"

"However, Ye Jingchen uses a sword after all, and he should be a little stronger than Zhao Fengying, but the result of the battle is not yet known. ”

The crowd began to comment.

Wu Bolong narrowed his eyes slightly, "If Ye Jingchen wins, with his strength, he will definitely not be my opponent!"

Zhao Fengying snorted coldly, "Ye Jingchen, I was just trying my hand just now, now let you see my real strength!"

Zhao Fengying's figure moved, and he killed Ye Jingchen again, and black flames suddenly rose above his fist.

The black flames were burning, but the temperature was not high, but it had an eerie cold feeling.

"Black Flame Fist!"

Zhao Fengying punched Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen's face did not change, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed out with a sword.

Zhao Fengying sneered, not afraid of the sword in Ye Jingchen's hand at all, and shook the sharp sword with his flesh fist.

Rumble!

The black flame fist bombarded the sword body, the steel sword bent, and the powerful power exploded, and the black flames spread along the steel sword to Ye Jingchen's palm.

Laugh at!

Ye Jingchen's sword body changed, and a sword slashed at Zhao Fengying's fist.

A wisp of blood oozed out of Zhao Fengying's fist on the back of his hand.

Ye Jingchen's palm was also covered with a layer of black flames.

The icy coolness entered Ye Jingchen's body.

Ye Jingchen snorted lightly, and the true qi in his body popped out, knocking the black flames away.

"The strength of the two is really similar. ”

Everyone laughed and watched.

Zhao Fengying said disdainfully: "They all said that our strength is about the same, hmph, let me tell you, I only used seventy percent of my strength just now!"

Ye Jingchen chuckled and said, "How do you know how much strength I used?"

With an angry snort, Zhao Fengying crossed his fists, and black flames burned on both fists.

Instantly, black flames spread upwards along his fist, covering both of his arms.

It should be called the Black Flame Arm now.

"Shhh...... This is the Black Flame Fist of the Dacheng Realm!"

"Black Flame Fist is a one-star superb martial art!"

"Zhao Fengying is hiding deep enough!"

The crowd was amazed.

Zhao Fengying sneered a few times, and attacked Xiang Ye Jingchen again.

The black flames on his arm seemed to have turned into armor, allowing him to ignore the stainless steel sword in Ye Jingchen's hand.

It was only when Ye Jingchen used a steel sword that he dared to do so.

If Ye Jingchen used the Douyu Sword, he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.

"Black Flame Cloud!"

Zhao Fengying burst out with a loud shout, and his two fists shot straight out.

Black flames rushed out from above his fist, turning into a large black fire cloud that swept towards Ye Jingchen.

Everywhere he went, even the earth was set on fire, and black flames burned on the dirt.

"Go back!"

Ye Jingchen slashed out with a sword, the wind was fierce, and the whining wind sounded behind him.

The wind blew towards the clouds of fire.

"It's ...... Leaving the Wind Sword Technique!"

Zhao Ge looked at his sister.

Zhao Yu'er gave him a blank look, "What do you see, I didn't teach him!"

Zhao Ge snorted lightly, obviously not believing it.

The Lifeng Sword Technique is a one-star superb sword technique, and this sword technique, in the entire Cloud Elephant City, is only owned by the Zhao family.

Zhao Yuer is helpless, this is really difficult to explain.

But, it's really not what she taught Ye Jingchen!

A violent wind blew explosively towards the black flame cloud.

The black fire cloud that swept over was unexpectedly blown back by the huge wind, sweeping towards Zhao Fengying.

"Not good!"

Zhao Fengying's face changed greatly.

"Black Flame Curtain!"

Zhao Fengying continued to swing his fists, and in front of him, a layer of black flame curtain was arranged.

Bang!

The black flame cloud that rolled back bombarded the black flame curtain, and the black flame curtain trembled endlessly.

Boom!

Finally, the Black Flame Curtain could not withstand the power of the Black Flame Cloud and the wind, and was blown apart.

Zhao Fengying's feet moved, wanting to flash the black flame cloud that swept in.

However, he didn't completely dodge, and was still hit in half of his body.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and half of his body was also scorched black.

Zhao Fengying half-knelt on the ground, his face full of humiliation, "I lost!

From beginning to end, he never thought that he would lose to a third-rate family!

"Ye Jingchen won!"

"What Ye Jingchen performed just now seems to be the Lifeng Sword Technique, and it seems to have reached the peak realm!"

"That's right, it's the pinnacle realm, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat Zhao Fengying. ”

"Zhao Fengying was unjustly defeated. ”

Everyone looked at Ye Jingchen in shock.

It was the peak realm of the Wind Separation Sword Technique, I didn't expect Ye Jingchen to be able to, it was incredible.

Wu Bolong lowered his gaze slightly and sneered in a low voice, "It turns out that this is your hole card?"

"Hehe......"

"The peak realm of the Wind Separation Sword Technique, you are still not my opponent!"

Zhao Fengying was defeated and withdrew gloomily, and the 10,000 taels of silver tickets also fell into the hands of Ye Jingchen.

Before Ye Jingchen left, Wu Bolong jumped into the middle of the field and looked at Ye Jingchen indifferently, "Ye Jingchen, your good days are over!"

"Wu Bolong is on the field!"

Ye Jingchen showed the peak realm of the Wind Separation Sword Technique, Wu Bolong even dared to make a move, it seems that he is completely sure. ”

"Hehe, after all, he is the descendant of the Wu family, who knows what hole cards he has?"

Ye Man's heart lifted, "Ye Jingchen, be careful!"

Ye Qihui glanced at Ye Man, and scolded in his heart, "Dog man and woman!"

Wu Bolong drew his sword, the snowy blade pointed directly at Ye Jingchen, and said indifferently: "Ye Jingchen, I still have to bet with you!"

"Do you have anything else to lose?"

Ye Jingchen said with a smile.

Wu Bolong's eyelids jumped wildly, and he snorted coldly, "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

After a pause, Wu Bolong said: "Just bet on this knife in my hand, this is also a two-star low-grade weapon, if I lose, he will be yours, and I will ask for your water splitting knife if I win!"

Ye Jingchen nodded, "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Bolong immediately made an impatient move.

He slashed out, and a thick cold air swept out from the tip of the knife and blasted towards Ye Jingchen.