Hearing this, Sang Tianyun shook his head with disdain; "Hmph!" Even if you have some strength, this is a competition between big forces, not as simple as fighting alone, it depends on the overall strength.

"I only ask you about the Sang family, do you still dare to take this bet?" Lu Suifeng forced his gaze.

Sang Tianyun looked at the four old men beside him, as if he was asking for their opinions, it seemed that he should be a high-level figure in the Sang family.

The four old men exchanged glances with each other and nodded solemnly. Sang Tianyun exhaled heavily, this amount is too big, if it is really won by the Lu Mansion, this compensation is an astronomical amount! Although this probability is very small, after all, it is still possible. Although the four elders nodded, Sang Tianyun still had no bottom in his heart. Hesitating, he didn't dare to speak out for a long time, and asked the four elders again, "Do you want to think about it again?"

"Since my Sang family dares to open the market, there is no bet that cannot be taken. An old man said arrogantly, "The Lu Mansion is so generous, my Sang family is in charge." This bet, we took it!"

"Okay! The Sang family is really extraordinary, everyone's demeanor and grandeur, it seems that this time the top list belongs to your Sang family. Although these billion gold coins are not a small amount for the Lu Mansion, it is worth it to be able to fight with the Sang family into jade silk. Lu Suifeng's tone was sincere and earnest, which sounded very useful.

"That's right! Fang Weijie, who knows the times, counts you as a bit of a brain. Anyone who competes with the Sang family usually ends up miserable. Sang Tianyun coughed and coughed.

"Alas!" Lu Suifeng suddenly sighed leisurely, "In case, what I'm talking about is just in case, if you are not careful, my Lu Mansion is about to have a big luck, and I really come out on top, I don't know if your Sang family can afford to compensate for it?"

"How can there be so many in case! Your billion gold coins can be regarded as saying congratulations to the Sang family in advance. Sang Tianyun said in high spirits.

"That's right, but you haven't answered my question yet. Lu Suifeng asked very persistently, "That's a whole 200 billion gold coins!" What should I do when the debt is repaid?" "Don't worry! We will immediately make a contract document, and even if the cash is insufficient, we will use the property as collateral." Sang Tianyun looked like he was holding the chance to win, and in his heart he didn't believe that there was a "what if" in the world would become a reality, it was just a fool's dream.

Lu Suifeng carefully put away the signed contract, and then said goodbye to everyone very politely, and dropped a sentence before going out: "I am very familiar with the Lord of Nangong!"

"Cut! A piece of waste paper, still be a treasure!" Sang Tianyun stretched out a middle finger to the backs of the two of them, "Pig!"

The four old men also laughed triumphantly.

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After a three-day break in qualifying, almost all the major forces have recovered. Second, the rankings of the third-rate forces have been arranged one by one, and the entire process of the competition is carried out in a fair and just environment. So no one complained or was dissatisfied with the result of this competition.

The long-awaited ranking battle of the first major force kicked off in fanatical anticipation. Fans and admirers from all sides screamed and cheered, and some even fought in the audience, and the scene was extremely hot. Before the show began, the stage and the stage were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

What is surprising is that even the Nangong Country Lord also came to the arena to watch the battle, which shows how much importance the kingdom attaches to this ranking battle.

The rules of this round of the competition: There are four groups, each group is composed of six major forces. In the round-robin format, each faction still selects five players to participate in the competition. The winners of the four groups will be drawn to face each other by lot. The only thing that is the same is that, regardless of life or death, only ask about the result.

The players sent by all parties this time were completely different from the previous round, almost all of them were top masters of hidden penance all year round, all of them were above sixty or seventy years old, and the number of people on each side was at least ten or more.

Only the Lu Mansion still has only a few people out of the city, but the personnel has completely changed. Lu Suifeng, Ziyan, Yun Wuya, Ouyang Wuji, Shen Lao, and Long Fei fought six. This is the ultimate combat power of the Lu Mansion, and any one of them can sweep away the heroes. The rule is that each person can only fight once, so all six of them have to go into battle.

The battle situation in the first two groups was very tragic and bloody, and at least seven or eight top masters were splashed with blood on the high platform and died.

Lu Fu was drawn in the third group, and it was not until after noon that it was finally their turn to play.

Under the scorching sun, the clouds are like a thousand-year-old ice, and under the blazing sun, the whole body is still as cold as the snowfall of winter. Ten meters away, a thin old man stood quietly, his eyes cloudy, as if he was about to die. But no one will ignore this, because those who can stand on the high platform are here to kill.

In Yun Wuya's eyes, this rotten wood-like body could burst out at any time with an incomparably astonishing aura, and that cloudy gaze seemed to contain a sharp sword that would be unsheathed at any time, and the movement would break through the sky.

The two confronted each other quietly, Yun Wuya's "Dugu Sword Technique" had no moves and no style, the last to come first, to do whatever he wanted, and generally would not attack first. He just stood very casually, except for the cold spots, there was no strong momentum and awe-inspiring murderous aura, and it seemed that his whole body was full of flaws, as if the opponent could kill him with a sword casually.

The thin old man naturally understood it, but he didn't dare to attack rashly. A flaw in the whole body is equal to no flaw, and each flaw may be the grave of the attacker.

Suddenly a wind blew on the high platform, and the figure of the thin old man moved, and instantly appeared in front of Yun Wuyan, and no one saw his movement, like an illusory ghost.

One meter away, a cold glow suddenly flashed in the sunlight, and a trace of cold murderous aura ghostly wrapped around Yun Wuya's throat. It's so fast! so fast, so fast, so weird.

It is impossible to prevent it, and if you are an ordinary person, you are afraid that you have become a corpse at this moment. There is simply no time to dodge and react.

Yun Wuya is not an ordinary person, his sword drawing technique has reached the peak, and he is fast to the peak. The life-threatening cold light was an inch away from his throat, and Yun Wuya suddenly moved.

With a soft sound, a little essence light shone, like a flying star piercing the sky and shooting at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

Whose sword is faster? Is your sword cutting my throat, or is my sword piercing your brow?

The thin old man seemed to be timid, and the life-threatening cold suddenly retreated, but the next moment, it unexpectedly appeared in Yun Wuya's heart.

The sudden evolution is too weird. The cold light of the previous second turned out to be just a false move, but the real fatal blow was the fatal heart of the opponent.

"I'm here to kill someone!" the thin old man's cold voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, making the pores stand upside down.

A must-kill sword, a well-calculated blow, and no dodging dodge will help. I could only watch as the sharp blade pierced through the chest mercilessly.

A cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the face of the thin old man, and his mouth suddenly froze as if he was grinning: how could he not see the blood splashing, this sword seemed to have no sense of strength, and there was no hindrance. Oh no! This is an afterimage. Frightened, he retreated, and out of the corner of his eye, he found a few starlight rushing towards him

"The two seemed to be evenly matched, and both were very agile, and it seemed that it was another battle between dragons and tigers. The Lord of Nangong commented with great interest.

"There is no suspense, the gap between the two sides is too big. Sheng Lao shook his head and said disapprehantly, "The thin old man's moves are vicious, and his body is weird, which is unguardable. However, what the old man could see in his opponent was unparalleled self-confidence, doing whatever he wanted, meaning the sword, and chasing the soul and killing the soul of the sword! Every time he made a sword, it shrouded the opponent's seven vital parts, which was very floating, tricky, and unpredictable. ”

The emaciated old man went from a strange attack, a must-kill blow, to a withdrawal and flew back, only between breathing. He thinks that his body is as fast as a ghost, and the speed of the other party is not at all human, like the ubiquitous wind, no matter how he dodges, he can't get rid of the seemingly non-existent entanglement. The other party casually handed out a sword, and he had to swing ten swords to be able to block it.

The thin old man kept dodging, kept swinging his sword to block, and staged thrilling scenes again and again, exhausted, miserable, and soaked in cold sweat all over his body. In a matter of moments, dozens of blood marks had been left on his body, and the ground in the area was already covered in blood.

Where is this fighting, but being hunted down. A sense of powerlessness that has no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground permeates the whole body, and the fear that is more terrible than death lingers.

Perhaps at the moment of abandoning the sword, it has been pierced by the opponent's sword. What is scarier than death is fear, and what is scarier than fear is despair.

The emaciated old man made one of the hardest and wisest decisions of his life at this moment: to give up resistance, to give up life, to fear, to despair!

The sword, two fingers wide and as thin as a cicada's wings, pierces through the throat. The narrow blade drips with bright red blood.

The thin old man's face was full of happiness, which was a complete relief from everything.

"Sheng Lao's vision is really unique! It is rare to be able to force people into such a situation. The Nangong Monarch in the VIP seat let out a depressed breath, "How far can Lu Fu go this time?"

Sheng Lao glanced at Yun Wuya, who walked down from the stage, and then looked at the exclusive area of the Lu Mansion, and said without hesitation: "The end!"

"You mean the top of the qualifying round?" said the Nangong Country Lord with some surprise, "Don't forget that there are also the Sang family and the Liuyun Sect, these two forces have a very deep heritage. It is really not easy for the Lu Mansion to take the lead. ”

"It's a breeze, it's like picking up something. "Sheng Lao Lei is authentic.

Shh

"The lord of the country wouldn't be unaware of the relationship between the crown prince and Lu Suifeng, right? The prince was able to reach the half-step Venerable cultivation in such a short period of time, all thanks to this Lu Suifeng. Therefore, Lu Fu will always stand behind the crown prince. Sheng Lao said meaningfully.