There was a look of envy on the faces of the surrounding disciples.

No matter how famous Long Haotian is, his cultivation realm is there after all. The third level of the Flame Heaven Realm couldn't get into their eyes at all. And this group of people has been jealous of Long Haotian for a long time, and they have long wanted to meet him and defeat him, but now this opportunity has been snatched away by Zhang Lie.

Nam Jin-hyun's nerves tensed highly.

You must know that even when he himself was in the third level of the Flame Heaven Realm, it was almost impossible to defeat a genius at the eighth peak of the Flame Heaven Realm.

"Two elders, is it okay?" he couldn't help but ask in a low voice when he saw that the second elder's expression was very relaxed.

"How could there be a problem!" Elder Wutian glanced at Nan Jinxian.

"That is, don't use your little bit of Taoism to measure Haotian's strength. Elder Unable scolded.

They sang and harmonized without using sound transmission, so all the disciples present could hear it clearly. The others are okay, Zhang Lie's face is very ugly.

I saw him turn around and shout coldly at the second elder: "You two old things who are dying, shut up for me!"

"Yo he!" Elder Can't be angry, he didn't expect this kid from Moyun City to dare to talk to him like this. You know, even if Elder Moyun sees him, he must be respectful. This Zhang Lie is not even a disciple of his own family.

"Haotian, fix him for me in a while!" Elder Canno yelled.

But as soon as the words came out, he had a feeling of great shame. After all, his cultivation is much higher than Long Haotian, but now he wants him to vent for himself.

"Old thing, do you count on him?" Zhang Lie's eyes were full of killing intent, "Tell you, within ten rounds, I will definitely be able to take off his head!"

"Do you dare to bet?" Suddenly, Long Haotian's voice came from front of Zhang Lie. As soon as the word "bet" came out, everyone's hearts trembled.

is here, the God of Gambling is here, Zhang Lie is afraid to find bad luck.

Zhang Lie's face twitched unnaturally, he naturally had heard of Long Haotian's reputation, and the word "betting" came out, and there was no defeat.

"Bet on what?"

"Life!" Long Haotian smiled, "What else do you think you can bet?"

"Heh, you're saying that if I can't kill you in ten rounds, I'll cut myself, right?" Zhang Lie sneered.

"That's right, do you dare?" Long Haotian asked rhetorically.

This time, it can be regarded as pushing Zhang Lie to the head of the bar. He just said it completely casually, God knows that Long Haotian will hold on to it. But the question is, in front of so many people at this moment, how can he admit it? Especially since Long Haotian's cultivation is still lower than him. After admitting it, how will you mix it up in the future?

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Lie finally clenched his back molars and said coldly: "Okay!

"Very good, I won't take advantage of you, within three rounds, if I can't take off your head, I'll cut myself. How?" Long Haotian said, took out the wine jug again, and drank the wine with a clatter.

"You ......" Zhang Lie was angry.

This is simply a public humiliation of him. Could it be that his own cultivation realm was so worthless in Long Haotian's eyes? However, Long Haotian's reputation as a gambling god was too loud, and it was almost always a precedent for the weak to defeat the strong before. At this moment, he said this bet so confidently, Zhang Lie was angry, but his heart was full of weakness.

"Okay, it's useless to talk more, let's take it!"

Long Haotian said and raised his head suddenly. He was originally a head shorter than Zhang Lie, and he hadn't looked at Zhang Lie before. Raising his head at this moment, the eyes of the gods and Buddhas suddenly burst out with two terrifying essences. Whether it was the surrounding disciples or Nan Jinxian in the distance, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Zhang Lie is no exception. He felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

"Be careful! this kid is going to attack with consciousness!"

There are many pavilion guards from the east of the major main cities around, and they are still extremely familiar with Long Haotian's skills. Especially after the previous battle in the royal capital, Long Haotian is good at consciousness space attack, and he is even more well-known.

Although they are in competition with Zhang Lie, they don't want to see Zhang Lie really defeated in three rounds. Because if that's the case, I'm afraid that Fang Zhantu will really find the evil monarch and then win over Long Haotian. And once Long Haotian joins, where is there a place for these people.

Therefore, at this moment, those pavilion guards couldn't help but open their mouths to remind Zhang Lielai.

"Wishful thinking!" Zhang Lie shouted angrily, and at the same time slapped his head a few times, afraid that his consciousness would sink into it. At the same time, he also knew that he couldn't fall behind when he was against Long Haotian, so he raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Long Haotian like crazy.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Lie's cultivation was not much different from the ninth level of the Flame Heaven Realm. Its "Thousand Cracks" has also reached the realm of "Thousand Cracks", and one blow can blast out a thousand punches. Therefore, at this moment, under his swift dance, the long sword suddenly turned into countless silver snakes, completely enveloping Long Haotian's body.

Those disciples who were originally a little contemptuous of Zhang Lie also showed a trace of surprise on their faces at this moment. They didn't expect that in the face of an opponent whose cultivation was far lower than their own, Zhang Lie would actually show twelve points of combat power. At this moment, they were almost unable to see Long Haotian's shadow.

"Is it over?"

"It seems that this Long Haotian still has a name!"

"I can't say that, after all, the cultivation realm is so bad, if it were you, you would also lose!"

............

The surrounding disciples were talking a lot, and Nan Jinxian's heart couldn't help but feel desperate.

"Two elders, this Long Haotian, is it really okay?"

"Shut your mouth!" Elder Can't be so angry with Zhang Lie just now, and at this moment, he completely vented his anger on Nan Jinxian's head. Nan Jinxian suffered a dumb loss, and he cursed in his heart.

"Long Haotian, your head, I'm going to decide!" Seeing that the three rounds were approaching, Zhang Lie's heart couldn't help but become ecstatic, just watching him shout angrily, and the long sword slashed towards Long Haotian's neck.

"Die!"

"Click——"

"Is it over?"

Seeing that Zhang Lie's long sword was stagnant in mid-air, almost clinging to Long Haotian's neck, these four words immediately jumped out of people's minds.

"It's over, isn't ——it?

Suddenly, everyone's eyes froze.

It was seen that Zhang Lie's sword blade was indeed very close to Long Haotian's neck, but it was not really slashed. On the contrary, the blade of his long sword was being clutched by Long Haotian's left hand at the moment, as if it had taken root, and no matter how hard Zhang Lie tried, he couldn't pull him out.

"How is that possible!"

All the disciples were stunned. You must know that Zhang Lie's Force has reached the power of eight bulls, and he is the best among his peers. At this moment, he has blessed the cultivation realm to the extreme, what a great power it is. How could this Long Haotian grab it with just one hand?

However, the harsh truth is in front of everyone. Zhang Lie's strength seemed to be insignificant in front of Long Haotian.

"It should have only been two rounds, right?" Long Haotian smiled faintly.

Zhang Lie gasped, not knowing how to answer.

"Okay, borrow your sword, can you?" Long Haotian said, and pulled his left hand back sharply.

Zhang Lie felt that his right arm was violently pushed forward by a huge force, as if a little chicken was in front of a crazy bull, without the slightest resistance.

"No!"

The long sword is his own talisman blade, how can he abandon it! Therefore, Zhang Lie exerted almost all his strength and clutched the long sword to death. But this time, his body was instantly pulled in the direction of Long Haotian.

"Whoosh!" - "Bang!"

Before everyone could see what was happening, they saw that Long Haotian's right hand had already choked Zhang Lie's neck.

"How could it be! How could his fist speed be so fast!"

The surrounding disciples trembled wildly in their hearts. Even the most top-notch beings like the ordinary began to doubt their eyes.

"Hmm...... Long Haotian ...... Put...... Hand ......"

Zhang Lie's weapon and his throat were controlled by Long Haotian at the same time, and endless despair suddenly arose in his heart.

"Let it go, how can this be!" Long Haotian sneered, "I, Long Haotian, have always been true to my word, and I said that I would take your head in three rounds, so I naturally have to do it!"