"Wow, Sister Yue, this odds, is the Bloody Moon Gambling Arena serious?"

Shui Linglong was surprised: "I've never seen a rookie who has such low odds for appearance, and it's still the same odds as Bai Wushuang, it's ......"

"Interesting, the Fishy Moon Gambling Arena should know the details of some evil gods, otherwise they wouldn't have offered him such low odds. Looking at the fighting platform, the white-haired man, the beautiful eyes of the fire moon fox were shining.

"Hehe, then I'll go and bet a million gold bills to test the water. Shui Linglong grinned, got up and ran to bet.

The opening is a million gold bills, and it seems that these two people are very extraordinary.

Shui Linglong came back quickly, sat back beside the Fire Moon Fox, and said, "It is rumored that Bai Wushuang is one of the top ten disciples of the core of the Xuanqing Academy, Ji Wuji, Sister Yue, how much credibility do you say this rumor has?"

"It's credible, it's groundless. Huoyue Fox said very firmly: "It's just that people don't want to expose it too much, if he will lose in the hands of the evil god, do you believe that he will immediately report his identity and beg for mercy?"

"Hehe, Sister Yue, when you say this, I can't wait to see the scene of Bai Wushuang being defeated by the evil god. Shui Linglong smiled playfully.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and after the gamblers finished their bets, they returned to their seats and looked at the two people facing each other on the table with great interest.

The black-clothed deacon returned to the arena again, "When the time comes, you are free. ”

After saying that, he left.

"Evil God, hehe, are you evil?" Bai Wushuang sneered slightly, and was not in a hurry to make a move, the pair of cold eyes exposed outside stared at Zhao Feng, frivolous and arrogant: "Say, how do you want to die?" I can fulfill you, because you are the first person I want to kill today." ”

Zhao Feng opened his mouth, and his voice was faint: "You don't know if this seat is evil or not." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Feng did not reserve, and directly used all his strength, the power of the three poles in his body boiled, but it did not overflow, and he slammed his feet, and there was a huge earthquake in the entire doutai. Cracks soon appeared.

At the same time, when no one reacted at all, Zhao Feng had already come to Bai Wushuang's approach, raised his right hand, and struck the latter's eyebrows with a flick of his fingers.

An incomparable aura burst out from Zhao Feng's body, and the suppressed Bai Wushuang couldn't move, his eyes widened, and he roared as he watched the other party explode his head with a snap of his fingers.

At this moment, Bai Wushuang realized that the white-haired man in front of him was really like a world-shattering god, and in front of him, he was directly suppressed by his aura and couldn't move, which was simply shocking!

A second before he was about to explode Bai Wushuang's head with the snap of his fingers, Zhao Feng felt that killing him like this was a bit boring and cheap, so he grabbed his face door with his backhand and lifted him up.

The moment he was lifted, a wave of moon power poured out from his hand to envelop Bai Wushuang.

Immediately, Zhao Feng's peak strength exploded, and he pressed Bai Wushuang's head half a meter below the bucket platform, and there was a loud bang, and even a Xuanwu Realm peak could not be shattered by the bucket platform, and in this way, Zhao Feng used Bai Wushuang's head to smash out the spider web-like cracks.

At this moment, the entire bucket was covered with various cracks.

The whole audience, the silence of death, it was really a pin drop could be heard, the breathing of hundreds of thousands of gamblers, clear and audible, everyone had their eyes open, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Then, Zhao Feng grabbed Bai Wushuang's right leg, pulled him out of the bucket ring, and held him in his hand.

Bai Wushuang, who was carried by Zhao Feng in his hand, was sluggish, his entire head was stained red with his own blood, his mouth was coughing up blood, and the body carried by Zhao Feng was convulsing for a while, no longer the scenery when he was on stage before.

"Well, your true spirit is a sixth-order true spirit, that's good! No wonder you're so arrogant. ”

In this space where the needle can be heard, Zhao Feng's faint voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Immediately, the eyes of the audience widened.

I saw that the white-haired man on the fighting platform, a misty silver moonlight appeared in his palm, and one hand was imprinted on Bai Wushuang's chest, where the true spirit of the "Divine Heart Acupoint" lived, and slowly pulled out a golden spirit monkey.

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This monkey with golden hair was very well-behaved and docile, and after coming out of Bai Wushuang's body, he landed on the ground, rubbing his head affectionately against Zhao Feng's thigh.

"Ahhh

Zhao Feng casually threw Bai Wushuang aside, touched the head of the golden monkey, and a chuckling voice came out under the mask: "Sixth-order metallic golden god monkey, not bad, just for my servant." ”

Bai Wushuang on the side was still screaming in full gall, and his body was twitching extremely violently.

This method of depriving others of their true spirits frightened the hundreds of thousands of monks in the audience.

Depriving others of their natural true spirits is unheard of and unseen.

Moreover, after being deprived of the true spirit, it completely forgot the master, which is really terrifying.

This method is really evil.

The monks who were close to each other in the field, you look at me, I look at you, and from their respective eyes, they can see the horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Ahh

Now there is only Bai Wushuang's terrible and extreme howl in the audience, the liver and gall are broken, and the bursts are echoing, and people shiver when they hear it, this scream is really miserable.

The hundreds of thousands of monks in the audience looked at the white-haired man on the platform, his eyes were frightened, he didn't know where he was sacred, and he actually had the evil method of depriving others of their natural true spirits.

In addition, the terrifying strength of the white-haired man on the fighting platform was also shocking the monks in the audience.

The eightfold strength of the Ming Ming Yuan Martial Realm that erupted turned the doutai that was difficult to break even at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm, and the dissatisfaction rift of the impact.

In a word, the movement made by the white-haired man completely shocked the hundreds of thousands of monks in the audience at this moment. Including the self-righteous geniuses mixed in with it.

At this moment, no one spoke to discuss, and all of them looked shocked and frightened, looking at the white-haired man on the stage.

Zhao Feng walked a few steps forward, Bai Wushuang, who was convulsing and screaming on the ground, stepped forward, stepped on his chest, looked down at him condescendingly, and said, "I wasn't very arrogant just now, Yang Yan I'm a dead man, how about getting up and letting me become a dead man?"

"Ahh Bastard, ahhh Oh my wo thing, when the royal capital city first-class nobles, the Ji family... Chicken Chicken Chicken Chicken... Five, none, a few poles, you, against the time, ahhhh ”

Bai Wushuang's eyes were bloodshot, his face was hideous and terrifying, and he couldn't speak clearly, although he couldn't speak clearly, all the monks present heard it clearly.

"First-class aristocratic Ji family? And then what? Do you want me to destroy your Ji family?" Zhao Feng's words were extremely arrogant, and the monks present were shocked, he dared to say that he would destroy the Ji family.