In a bowl, three dice, rolling smoothly.

He Shangshu's eyes were cold, staring at the dice in the bowl, and an invisible fluctuation poured out of him.

With a strict vision, it can be naturally seen that this is a kind of profound qigong, which is rich and natural, and between gestures, the essence and spirit are mixed into one, reaching the deep level of the "thorough" realm.

This person is definitely a top master who is no less than an honest monk and the like.

Under the control of his true qi, the three dice were about to stop immediately.

Yan Shi suddenly laughed and said, "Why don't you let it spin for a while?"

When the words fell, the three dice were like wild horses in estrus, and they suddenly spun wildly at a speed of thousands of times.

The faces of the people around him changed.

They didn't even realize how the man did it.

After a few moments, the dice stopped.

"Three six, big!"

Yan Shi took He Shangshu's 200,000 taels of silver tickets: "Do you want to continue?"

After a gambler loses, he generally feels that he will definitely win back by giving another hand.

He Shangshu is no exception.

He took out a bunch of silver tickets with an expressionless face, totaling 400,000 taels, slapped the table and said, "This time we will throw them together, compare the size." ”

Yan Shi squinted and said, "Okay." ”

A total of 800,000 taels of gambling games, even on this island, is by no means common, and the people around have held their breath, only the little old man has his eyes motionless.

Rushing!

The dice fluttered crisply in the bowl, and the sound was particularly pleasant.

The dice in the bowl stopped first.

"One, one, one!"

It doesn't get any smaller than that.

But Yan Shi didn't have the slightest hint of urgency on his face, and looked at He Shangshu with a smile.

The latter's face changed, and he felt a majestic force like the sea sweeping over, irresistible.

He hurriedly urged all his strength and struggled to meet the attack, but after only three breaths, his face was already extremely pale.

Seeing that He Shangshu was at a loss, some of the others couldn't sit still, a mustache walked to the table, pressed his palms, and only heard a "poof" sound, two palm-shaped planks fell to the ground, and one of his hands was embedded in the tabletop.

The bowl is still on the table, and the dice are still spinning in the bowl.

A gust of wind blew, and the two wooden planks that fell on the ground turned into a trace of cotton wool, which was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

"'Cotton palm' is a Wudang stunt, and the inner family is authentic, but your bone-turning cotton palm is very different. It is a genuine demonic kung fu, very vicious, a palm down, the beaten person will not have any reaction, but after two hours, the palm force will attack, and the bones of the whole body will become as soft as cotton, even the gods will never be able to save them. Compared to the 'Mahamudra' of Tantra and the 'Heaven Jedi Exterminator' of the Western Star Sea, they are much more powerful. ”

Yan Shi looked at the mustache and commented: "Since the death of the bone-turning immortal who broke into the sea of stars alone, entered the Chaotian Palace at night, and killed the great lama of the Yellow Sect, there has been no such palm power in the rivers and lakes, but your cultivation in this kung fu is by no means inferior to the bone-transforming immortal in the past." ”

As he spoke, he pressed the same palm on the table, simple and slight, without a trace, but the mustache staggered back three steps like a thunderbolt.

"You're using bones...... "He couldn't believe it.

Yan Shi smiled: "Thank you for demonstrating it to me just now, this kung fu is not difficult to learn." ”

The mustache could no longer speak, he had been immersed in this kung fu for thirty years before he had achieved his current achievements, and the person in front of him actually only watched it once, and practiced this martial art to the extent that he surpassed himself.

What else could he say?

He didn't know that Yan Shi was a genius who was unparalleled in the world, and he learned any martial arts very quickly, not to mention that any martial arts were difficult for ordinary people to practice, but those who cultivated to advanced levels practiced quickly.

Yan is involved in today's achievements, has long been meritorious, no less than the great masters of martial arts such as Bodhidharma, under the command, at a glance can penetrate all the mysteries of martial arts, quickly practiced, plus his profound skills, the power of the display is naturally stronger.

At this moment, the dice in He Shangshu's bowl finally stopped.

But it's a piece of scrap.

"Is it three o'clock or not at all?" Yan Shi asked.

He Shangshu said gloomily: "Naturally, it's three points. ”

Yan Shi put the 800,000 taels of silver tickets in his pocket, and looked around: "Is anyone else coming?"

An old man with white hair, pedantic dress, and a sanctimonious look walked out and took out 800,000 taels of silver tickets: "I'll bet with you!"

The 800,000 taels of silver tickets are colorful, large and small, and they are obviously improvised, not one person's.

At the same time, everyone here turned their attention to Yan She, obviously sharing the same hatred.

The corners of Yan Shi's mouth hooked up a smile: "Okay, or is it bigger than the size?"

The old man said, "Not bad!"

Same bowl, same dice.

A game of 1,600,000 taels.

The small pavilion was silent, without a sound.

If there is, it's the sound of the dice turning.

Yan Shi stood in front of the table, his posture upright.

Suddenly, he felt that there were more than a dozen powerful auras locking himself, each of which could be called the world's first-rate masters, attacking with all kinds of kung fu, with sword qi, palm power, and qigong, obviously, it was He Shangshu and those people.

He smiled, thanks to Yu Qinglian's phaseless divine skill, a wall of qi appeared in the three feet around him.

He Shangshu, Mustache and the others' faces changed wildly, and they were shocked to find that no matter the combined strength of themselves and others, when they touched Yan Shi's body, they were like mud cows entering the sea, and they couldn't make the slightest wave.

In addition to the old man, there are such masters in the world?

They were terrified.

Even if it was Gong Jiu, he was extremely frightened at the moment, and when Yan Yan was fighting, he only felt that this person was ruthless and had a strange martial arts, and now he found out that the other party's internal strength was also at its peak.

Look at the table again.

The old man's dice soon stopped, and it was "three, two, four", not big or small.

And Yan Shi's dice are still spinning.

The old man looked at him, and with a sudden movement of his fingers, a sharp knife qi fell into the bowl, and the three dice were instantly shattered, but the bowl was unscathed.

What a subtle effort!

Yan Shi said lightly: "In the past, it was called the 'finger knife' with Zhang Bianyin's 'Yiyang Finger' and Huashan's 'Finger Magic Power'. ”

The old man said proudly: "You don't have points, I won." ”

He Shangshu and everyone showed smug expressions on their faces, and they waited for a group of land snakes to finally suppress this river crossing dragon, although the process was a little strange.

Gong Jiu was not happy at all in his heart, although he really wanted to see Yan Shi lose face, but he knew better that it was impossible for these people to suppress him with He Shangshu.

His eyes were staring at Yan She.

The latter suddenly smiled, stretched out a palm, and a suction force swirled in it, and the dice powder in the bowl suddenly flew out, spun rapidly in the air, and finally reduced to three dice, which gently fell into the bowl, and the three sixes were facing up.

"Six-six-six, I'm big, bring the silver ticket!" Yan Shi had a bright smile on his face, like a big boy who was triumphant after winning the money.

The little old man suddenly came over, lined up and said, "Good hand to pass the air with one hand, Your Excellency's cultivation can be called a pair in the world!"

"Is there a pair in the world?" Yan Shi looked at him.

The little old man smiled: "Count the world, only you and me, so there are pairs!"

With a slap of his palm, the three dice that were wrapped and condensed by Yan Shi's true qi were instantly completely shattered, turned into dust, and floated in the air.

Yan Shi's expression froze: "Please!"

The little old man said the same: "Please!"

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