"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Wang Bao shook his head regretfully, squinted and smiled, "It's me who hangs too much, I can't hold it at all! I can win casually, who can be my opponent?

The purple-robed old man silently returned behind Lu Tian. vertex

Lu Tian and the others showed dejection in their expressions.

Heart.

There was a faint panic in the air.

They had already felt what it would be like to lose seven games in a row.

Right now.

They felt that they were really conservative in what they felt just now.

It's so panicked!

I'm so scared!

It's so trembling!

Even if they couldn't feel the slightest coldness, the hearts of Lu Tian and the others seemed to have entered the cold winter of Layue, cold to the bone.

So.

In the face of Wang Bao's mouth cannon attack, they were powerless to fight back.

It's all tears!

"What's the next one?" asked Wang Bao with a smile.

Lu Tian was silent for a while.

He glanced at Wang Bao with extremely complicated eyes, and said in a low voice, "Than comprehension..."

After speaking.

Lu Tian felt the urge to burst into tears.

If the previous games, they are still somewhat sure.

Then than the understanding.

Lu Tian didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that the chances of them winning were really not high.

Wang Bao's talent is really too demonic!

And such a demonic person, who can be called the existence of a godsend, has low enlightenment?

That's impossible!

"Change venues!"

Lu Tian said, glanced at the other old goods, put away his depressed mood, and then, with resoluteness in his eyes, walked towards the next venue.

It didn't take long.

Between the white mist, a small palace was revealed.

In front of the palace, there is a huge blank stone monument.

After Lu Tian and the others stopped, one of the bald old men walked out, with a look of helplessness on his face, and said in a low voice, "Old man, do your best!"

Lu Tian was silent.

Exert oneself.

That's it.

And said that he would definitely win? That's to find his own draw!

Wait until Wang Bao comes over.

Lu Tian said lightly, "This stele will reveal three immortal methods, comprehend the immortal method to attack the stele, if it succeeds, the immortal law will disappear by itself, three chances, it is still two wins in three games!"

Wang Bao looked at the stele with his arms crossed, yawned, and said, "I have to say, compared to understanding, I really haven't been afraid of others!

Lu Tian gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Bao, and shouted, "Admit defeat?"

"Cut!"

Wang Bao rolled his eyes, "When I didn't say it!"

and the bald old man, both standing in front of the stone monument.

"Let's go!"

Lu Tian said with a calm expression.

On the blank stone stele, a series of handwriting suddenly flashed, arranged together, with the graphics, forming a mysterious immortal method.

The bald old man looked at the handwriting on the stone tablet with burning eyes.

This immortal method is called a cactus!

However, it has been improved by the Immortal Monarch of Silence, and it can be used above the immortals.

But even so, this is also an immortal method, extremely powerful, extremely powerful, and even more obscure.

"Smack!"

Wang Bao took out a cigarette, the lighter rang, lit it, spewed out a puff of smoke, and said lightly, "Take your time, don't worry, I'll wait for your three cigarettes!"

The bald old man's cheeks twitched wildly.

Your sister's.

Know you're awesome.

But.

Can you stop pretending to be like that?

You're pretending to be so uncomfortable, okay?

Lu Tian and the others had gloomy faces and were very unconvinced, but they were very powerless, not to mention how uncomfortable this burst of grievance was.

The bald old man gasped, his eyes widened, his spirit was running at great speed, and he was full of strength to give Wang Bao a fatal blow.

Aren't you awesome?

Look at you if you lose, can you still be so arrogant.

Time passes.

The bald old man's heart gradually trembled, his eyes sparkled, and he suddenly shouted, "I understand!"

Let's talk about it.

The bald old man suddenly looked at the stone tablet, and then, the palm of his hand stretched out, and in an instant, an unimaginable coercion emanated from his body, and in the palm of his hand, a faint white light, as if a fairy soul was in his hand, suddenly hit out.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering roar sounded, and after a moment, I saw a huge shock wave on the stone tablet, floating in all directions!

Then.

The handwriting on it faded away.

The bald old man felt his eye sockets moisten.

I felt that my chest was inexplicably smooth.

He held his head high, his chest straight, his eyes were like fire, he stared at Wang Bao, gritted his teeth, and roared with a hideous expression, "Boy, you lost! The old man told you that you are finished stepping on the horse, and when you fall into the hands of us and others, the old man will make your life worse than death!"

"Win!"

The bald old man clenched his fists and roared angrily at the sky!

Half ringing.

Wang Bao's faint voice rang out, "Stupid, aren't you? There are still two games, you win a fart!"

Below.

Lu Tian and the others also twitched their cheeks wildly, almost covering their faces.

Hemp eggs!

It's a shame!

Even they are ashamed!

Just won a game, you call an eggplant?

But.

Then again, if you win a game, you win!

You know, so far, they haven't won at all, they've all been crushed!

"Hmph, there are two if you have one, you lose one game, and the second game is not far away!"

Of course, Lu Tian wanted to help the bald old man speak, sneered, and shouted at the bald old man, "Old Chen, come on!"

The bald old man was a little embarrassed, but then he laughed coldly.

Won a game in hand.

He had a big advantage.

Two wins in three games, even if he loses in the next game, he still has a chance to get it back!

"Second game!"

Lu Tian came to his senses and shouted, and the handwriting on the stele was re-revealed.

This is another kind of immortal method, called [Floating Cloud Sword]!

The bald old man immediately looked at it intently, he felt that his current understanding had reached its peak, he was full of confidence, he looked at it word by word, and then...

When he saw the last sentence.

A faint sword light suddenly flickered out of the void, like a cloud of mist, drifting away, and on the stone tablet, there was a sonorous and powerful impact sound, and finally, it burst open!

The handwriting on the stele slowly faded.

The bald old man looked confused.

Lu Tian and the others were even more confused.

They couldn't help but look at Wang Bao, and saw that Wang Bao was withdrawing his hand with a leisurely expression.

Trembling!

The whole body trembled!

it!

Fog slot!

Uncle!

Your uncle!

So fast?

How fast is it?

It's too late!

Is there any 100-breath time?

The bald old man felt the deepest and the saddest, because he hadn't even read the complete immortal method seriously, and Wang Bao had a special understanding!

Ahh

There has to be a limit to evil, right?

This is an immortal law, an immortal method, not addition, subtraction, multiplication and division!