Mo Yiming smiled, and did not admit that he was Mo Yiming, nor would he admit it.

"You say, who will win this game?"

The county lord said, looking at Mo Yiming curiously.

"It should still be dusty." Mo Yiming said.

The county lord frowned, and said: "Luochen has fought so many monks, and his physical strength has been consumed so much, and this is the disciple of Xifeng, the cultivation will definitely be extraordinary, I think the disciple of Xifeng will win." ”

"I always felt that Falling Dust would still win." Mo Yiming said with a smile.

The county lord pursed his lips and said, "Then I'll trust you for the time being." ”

After speaking, the county lord ran to the place where he bet, took out thirty gold coin cards at once, and said, "I bet on the dust to win." ”

The monks around here were extremely surprised, and thought that the county lord must be in a trance.

"County Lord, how can you bet on Luochen to win, his physical strength has been almost exhausted. And the disciples of Xifeng should not be underestimated. ”

"That's right, county lord, you are still a disciple of Xifeng, this time the disciple of Xifeng will win, and the dust will be defeated."

"That's right, everyone is betting on Xifeng's disciples to win."

Under the persuasion of these people, the banker's expression was rather ugly, and it was obvious that in his opinion, this battle would definitely be won by Xifeng's disciples. And these people have already taken out all the money on their bodies and bet on Xifeng's disciples to win. In his opinion, this time it will definitely be a loss. There were so many people standing in the dust before, and he also won a lot of money. But this battle, in his opinion, must be won by the disciples of Naxi Peak.

He didn't want to continue to be a banker, but he had been a banker for so long, and if he suddenly didn't hit it at this moment, he would definitely be torn to pieces by these people.

If other people bet on thirty gold coin cards, the dealer may still have a little harvest, but this is the county lord's bet, in the past, as long as the county lord loses, he will return it to the county lord, except last time.

"County Lord, you better think about it." Even this dealer began to persuade the county lord.

"Alas, alas, alas, you are not finished, and the lord of this county can bet on whoever he wants. Don't worry, don't give you back if you lose! The county lord said, patting the dealer on the shoulder.

Hearing this, everyone else shook their heads helplessly, only this dealer seems to be relaxed, since the county lord has said that there is no need to return it, these thirty gold coins can be regarded as earned in vain.

As he spoke, the county lord swaggered towards Mo Yiming.

And the reason why Mo Yiming bet on Luochen to win was because in Luochen's eyes, he could still see the strong fighting intent and the resolute look, but in the eyes of the disciples of Naxi Peak, he only saw arrogance and contempt for the enemy.

The battle began at the beginning, and when this Xifeng disciple reported his name, Luochen suddenly roared, rushing out like an angry lion, and even when he rushed out, a wave of cultivation fluctuated around his body, as if distorting the void.

The disciple of Na Xifeng did not dodge, but stood in place, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the moment when the dust was about to come, his body suddenly jumped, and he immediately avoided this blow. At the same time, perhaps because of inertia, Falling Dust's body suddenly hit the fluctuating circle, and after a buzzing sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone seemed to start cheering at this moment, especially those who bet on the Xifeng disciples to win, and at this moment, they all looked proud, and they had already imagined the considerable odds.

"Look, you must have guessed wrong, I said that the Xifeng disciples would win. This Xifeng disciple avoided this blow of falling dust so easily. ”

Even the county lord looked a little unhappy, although thirty gold coins was not a large amount for her, but she was unhappy that Mo Yiming did not agree with her judgment, and had to come with her in the opposite direction.

Mo Yiming didn't speak, still staring at the person named Falling Dust.

He knew very well that a seemingly ordinary Qi Gathering Ninefold who could defeat so many Qi Gathering Nine Layers must not be an ordinary person. The reason why he can still stand until now is not only the perseverance and fighting spirit in his eyes, but also the killer feature!

And from beginning to end, all Mo Yiming saw was that Luochen used ordinary cultivation power and magic to fight with these monks, and from beginning to end, Mo Yiming never saw this person use any weapons!

"I think you still admit defeat, if you continue to fight like this, you will still lose, there is no point."

This disciple of Xifeng smiled proudly and said.

"Don't talk too much nonsense, come to war!"

The dust roared and rushed out again. This rush out seemed to contain all his cultivation power plus the power of his physical body, and when he rushed out, the void under the fluctuation circle could clearly see the fluctuations scattering.

"In that case, then I'll do it quickly!"

The expression of this Xifeng disciple changed suddenly, and his eyes suddenly showed a sense of tranquility, and the sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling cold light was suddenly revealed, and there was even a sense of coldness, which made the void around him seem to have frost condensed when it appeared.

"Ice Sword Technique!"

At the same time, some people suddenly began to exclaim, they were extremely jealous in front of this kind of magic, and even hid a little sense of awe.

"This disciple of Xifeng directly sent out a spell, he wanted to defeat Luochen with one blow! If this sword goes down, it will be disabled if it does not die in the dust! ”

At the moment when the sword was unsheathed, with the condensation of the frost, it seemed that most people's breathing became rapid with the inexplicable decrease in temperature.

But after all, there are still some people who have begun to cheer in their hearts at this moment, knowing that after this sword goes down, they will be defeated!

As for the dealer, his expression is even more difficult to see at this moment, although there are thirty gold coin cards from the county lord at the bottom, but if this dust loses, the gold coins he will lose are far greater than this amount. And at this moment, he has begun to calculate how much he wants to lose, which is not unknowing, but he is really shocked!

Four hundred and ninety-eight gold coin cards!

For him, who loves money like life, counting these numbers is only a matter of moments, and when this number appears, there is a roar in his mind, and he almost faints with fright.

Four hundred and ninety-eight gold coin cards, this is what he earned in ten days! As soon as he thought of this, the banker's heart was dripping blood.

Perhaps only a small number of people have noticed the change in Yichen at this moment.

At this time, his eyes were already blood-red, as if there were flames, and then, when this sword stabbed him, he did not choose to dodge, but when he rushed out, he stretched out his hands, and suddenly from his sleeves, two iron rods appeared. This iron rod is not made of ordinary materials, and when it appears, it is all jet black, and there is a small amount of black breath, which reverberates on it, giving people a sense of difference.

Everyone's pupils shrank, only the dealer's eyes suddenly opened, and there was an indescribable excitement in his heart, as if he was about to surge.

Even the disciples of Na Xifeng, when they saw these two iron rods, they couldn't help but be shocked, and there seemed to be a chill behind them. Wanted to dodge, but it was too late!

"Bang!"

The iron rod slammed directly into the sword, making an explosion. The expression of the disciple of Na Xifeng suddenly appeared in pain, and the sensation of numbness coming from the palm of his hand immediately made the sword in his hand fall to the ground.

At the same time, another iron rod in Luochen's hand also hit the opponent's chest.

After Xifeng's disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out upside down, and he felt that all the internal organs in his body were shattered.

Luochen was already red-eyed, and when he jumped out again, the iron rod in his hand raised the sky and swung down again.

"I throw in the towel!"

At the same time, the Xifeng disciple who fell to the ground was already seriously injured at the moment, and he didn't have time to make too many responses, let alone think about it, and immediately admit defeat.

It seemed that everyone became dumbfounded at this moment, and they looked at the dust in disbelief, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

"Win!"

After all, it was the county lord who broke the silence, and after cheering, he involuntarily hugged Mo Yiming and kissed him fiercely......

For a while, he forgot that he was the county lord.