"Since it was a gambling contract initiated by me, in order to be fair, it is naturally the first choice of the dead brother. ”

Who knew that the young man in blood clothes did not answer, but did not say it lightly.

"It's okay, lest you say that I take advantage of you and follow you. ”

The young man in black lowered his head again, glanced down, and saw that after such a period of time, the four of them were not far from the peak, and they had reached the final sprint stage.

Even though the four of them had accelerated their figures, they were still still the white-clothed young disciples of the Immortal Sect - Yang Yanfeng was temporarily in first place.

Not far behind him, the disciple of Minghualou chased the cold without hurrying, maintaining a speed similar to him, only a distance of one zhang behind him, almost neck and neck.

After that, it is the Tomb Holy Biography, and the wind is unsheathed.

But not to mention that the wind is unsheathed, even the Tomb Shengchuan, who is ranked third, is also a big distance away from raising geese, wind, and cold.

Not to mention the Yin Dan Sect disciple who is ranked fourth, and is nearly twenty zhang away from the Tomb Holy Legend.

"If you directly talk about raising wild goose wind, don't you directly say that I don't have the slightest eyesight. With such an obvious thing, this bet does not make the slightest sense. ”

"In that case, if there are no more variables, how can it be interesting? In that case, I'll choose the wind and chase the cold, how about it?"

The chief disciple of Minghualou is not far behind, even if it is not as good as the five monarchs and seven marquis.

The status of the wind chasing the cold, in the famous flower building, is like Qin Tianbai is to Lunyin Haige, evil is to the burial of the evil mountain, Fankong is to the Fanyin Temple, and the withered leaves are to the Changxian Sect.

All of them are symbols, and they all have irreplaceable status.

Such people, if they say that they do not have the slightest means to hide, who will believe them?

What's more, although Yang Yanfeng looks amazing now, he is only a newly rising dark horse disciple of the Immortal Sect after all.

To say that he can enter the top ten, it is normal, but he can cross the wind and chase the cold and get the first place among the four, the young man in black doesn't believe it.

"Okay, if the wind chases the cold, the wind chases the cold. ”

The young man in the bloody clothes did not show the slightest frustration of being pulled out of the head, but smiled and said: "Then in this case, in order to protect the separation, you can't say that you are gambling on the wind and chasing the cold, and I am also gambling on the wind and chasing the cold, so what's the point." ”

"Then I'll change someone, so I'll bet on him...... Wind ......"

"Huh?"

The young man in black looked at him in surprise, all this gambling game, the first person to gamble, has a convenience, because gambling first, if others are the same as themselves, they are following the trend.

Even if the bet is right, both wins and losses are lost.

If you bet on someone else, the one who is most likely to win is snatched away, then the second person loses much more than ever.

Therefore, the young man in black was not so surprised that the young man in blood would definitely change someone.

After all, it's better to have a chance of winning in the tens of percent than to lose steadily.

It's just that he was very surprised by the name that came out of the mouth of the young man in blood.

According to what he sees, if there is a fifty percent chance of winning, then there is still some hope for the young man in blood to gamble on raising the wild goose.

After all, at this time, it was indeed he who had the advantage, and it didn't mean that Feng Chaihan was the chief disciple of Minghualou, so he would definitely win.

No one knows if this nameless disciple of the Immortal Sect raises the wild goose wind, and has any amazing tricks.

But now, the young man in blood said, "Wind ......"

In addition to the wind chasing the cold, among the four people, only one of them has the surname Feng.

The young man in black seemed to think of something, his eyes showed an incredible color, and he looked at the young man in blood: "You don't want to gamble ......"

"Yes, that's him!"

The young man in blood smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and was at the bottom of the four, the lazy and leisurely disciple of the Yin Dan Sect - Feng Wusheath.

"How is that possible?"

At this time, even the elders on the top of the mountain couldn't help but join in when they heard their voices.

He glanced at the Hidden Dan Sect disciple who was far away from the end, and there was a trace of imperceptible surprise in his eyes, and then he said softly: "Interesting, then I'll take a look first, who will win the fourth place in the end?"

The fourth place he said was the fourth place after removing the top three that had already appeared on it, that is, the first of the four.

Hearing his words, the young man in black still had other things to say, but in the end he didn't say it.

"Hmph, let's see. ”

The young man in black didn't say anything more, and on the top of the mountain, the four of them lowered their heads together, looking at the four figures below who were rapidly climbing towards the peak.

See, it's getting closer to the peak, it's getting closer......

Yangyanfeng is only more than 20 zhang away from the peak, and the figures of the four people above his head are faintly visible, and a touch of scorching heat flashes in his eyes.

In the top four, he, a newcomer who has only been in the Immortal Sect for more than a year, can actually enter the top four, which is already a good result that is hard to find, and he is already satisfied.

However, he still can't be arrogant, although it seems that the top four have been vaguely grasped, but behind him, there has always been a follower who is unhurried and has been following him, but he can't let him turn the tables at the last moment.

Thinking of this, the speed was raised again, turned into a cloud of white smoke, and he rushed straight to the peak, seeing that he was only three feet away from the peak.

Beside him, Feng Chaihan seemed to feel that the peak was approaching, and the speed suddenly increased, and with a "swish", the person was like an afterimage, and he was about to chase after him.

At this moment, the body of the wild goose wind moved, but it moved sideways, not rising, but suddenly blocking the front of the wind chasing the cold.

At the same time, with a twist of his fingertips, an incomparable silver practice, as if it was snowing all over the sky, stabbed towards the blue-clothed disciple of the famous flower building who was already about to cross him next to him.

"Snowflake Six Divine Sword!"

"Sneer......"

In such a high altitude, coupled with gravity, it is faintly ordinary, so the sword move issued by Yang Yanfeng at this moment is even more strange and inexplicable, full of a strange trembling, like a spirit snake whispering.

However, in the face of this move, Feng Chaihan seemed to have expected it, and he knew that the other party would not be able to let him pass through so lightly, so he had already prepared.

At the moment when the Yang Yan Feng Sword Move stabbed out, his blue clothes shook, and between his palms, there was an extra thirty-two broken fan as thin as cicada wings and transparent.

The folding fan is a chest, and with a "swish" sound, the fan surface is opened, and on the silver-white fan like cicada wings, there are carved landscapes, and there are twelve portraits of beauties.

The tip of the sword of the wild goose wind is so coincidental and coincidental, and the point is above one of the beauties, however, it is like a thorn of gold and iron.

The light fan surface that is as soft as silk silk seems to be a sword that can be pierced, but after the real point is on it, Yang Yanfeng suddenly realized that the fan surface is extremely flexible.

And there is a great soft force, which pushes the tip of his sword against it, and no matter how hard he exerts, he can't penetrate half a point.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, the blue-clothed disciple of Minghualou chased the cold, his eyes smiled, and his body turned over, and he actually crossed the white-clothed disciple of the Changxian Sect to raise wild goose wind, and rushed towards the peak.

"It's done. ”

Although the young man in black had expected it, when he saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of triumph.

Although he didn't care about the difference between victory and defeat, he was still a little happy at the moment when he really won.

On the peak, the elder and Ying Xueqing were also slightly surprised by this scene.

But at this moment, the young man in blood smiled slightly, not feeling frustrated at all, only listening to him say lightly: "Not necessarily!"

The words fell, and the mutation protruded!

......

Can the wind be restrained?

Does the wind have a form?

The wind is formless and formless, and even many times, there is not even a shadow.

Before this, no one had ever felt the meaning of these four words so truly, but at this time, everyone felt it.

Just when the two of them, Yang Yan Feng and Feng Chasing Han, were only one step away from the top of the cliff, and they were about to take the lead in climbing to the peak, whether it was on the mountain or under the mountain, a scene that surprised everyone happened.

I saw that the Yin Dan Sect disciple who was originally ranked fourth was unsheathed, and in an instant, his figure was blurred, turning into a pale blue color, his speed increased sharply, and the whole person was like a gravityless wind.

He spit out the grass in his mouth, and his body was vertical, and the whole person was like an airplane, soaring upward, floating towards the peak without gravity.

Originally, the distance between him and the Tsukasa Holy Chuan was twenty or thirty zhang, and this distance was naturally nothing for the four of them.

But in this gravity is faintly ordinary, the passage of Dao power is speeding up rapidly, and everyone is very tired, the distance of twenty or thirty zhang is no less than that of the moat.

However, at this moment, these distances seem to be completely absent for the wind without sheaths.

The momentum on his body was still so leisurely and lazy, but his speed increased in an instant to the point where he couldn't even see the afterimage.

"Huh", but in the blink of an eye, he has already surpassed the Tomb Sacred Legend and approached the wind of raising geese.

In the blink of an eye, he had surpassed the wind of raising geese, chased the wind and chased the cold, and then moved, with a muffled "bang", he was already one step ahead of the wind and the cold, and stepped on the peak of the tide sound cliff.

On the entire peak, the four of them were peerless masters, but at this moment, they were all dumbfounded.

Everyone looked at this young disciple of the Yin Dan Sect who suddenly rose up and was whitewashed in a blue cloth, and they were stunned one by one.

And the wind chased the cold and climbed to the peak, he originally thought he was the fourth, but then he felt that there was one more person beside him.

He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think it was wrong, and he didn't have the slightest look of sadness, but smiled slightly and saluted the disciple of the Hidden Dan Sect.

"Brother Tai is so clever. ”

"Huh. ”

The young disciple smiled slightly, and at some point, there was another grass in his mouth, which he put in his mouth, and in the face of the praise of the wind and cold, his eyes were neither excited nor eager, as if he had done something insignificant.

Yang Yanfeng then climbed to the top of the peak, first glared at the wind and chased the cold twice, but then, he fell silent again.

He failed, and he failed miserably.

First, the wind chased the cold, overwhelmed his swordsmanship, and blocked him behind him, and then, the wind unsheathed suddenly, chasing the wind and chasing the cold, pressing him even down.

In just a short period of time, the rabbit fell from the original steady fourth place to the current sixth place, the gap is so big that it cannot be reasoned.

He was full of frustration in his heart, but after all, he was a sword cultivator, and he was all a momentary Yu Liang of the major sects present, so he was really not suitable to be such a woman.

Therefore, on the surface, he did not show any light, snorted coldly, snorted, walked behind Ying Xueqing, on a clean ground, sat down cross-legged, and meditated to restore his strength.

......

The third is to ask for 1 flower.

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