Zi Chengxian restrained his breath, took out a few restorative pills from the spirit ring, and the spiritual power in his body secretly worked, blending with the medicinal effect of the pills, forming a warm current, swirling in his meridians. www.biquge.info When he fought with Le Shutu, he had actually suffered a lot of injuries, and it took him a lot of strength to fight with the power of the evil god and the blood burning technique of Su Juechen, and if he was allowed to fight with Qin Cang now, he could only exert less than sixty percent of his strength at most.

Although he may be able to gain a little upper hand with the advantage of the realm, but if he wants to win with this state, even he himself does not feel very sure, this final battle is very important to him, and it is the core of his layout, so he will never allow any mistakes.

Therefore, after Qin Cang said the words to give him an hour to recover, Zi Chengxie agreed without hesitation, in fact, it was precisely because he was sure that Qin Cang would give him time to rest and recuperate, so he invited Qin Cang to fight not long after defeating Su Jiechen.

This was a pre-judgment based on the opponent's nature, and Zi Chengxie thought that he had done a good job in this regard, so the corners of his mouth showed a smile without a trace as he was healing.

"If your sword is as gentlemanly as yours, then I think this battle will be over soon. Zi Chengxie sneered in his heart.

A gentleman is respected, but if he does the same for his enemies, he is really stupid, especially for people like Zi Chengxi, who will always kill a gentleman much faster than a villain, because his sword is the same as his people, and he will never follow the so-called rules.

It's just that Zi Chengxie has always missed a point, the side that a person deliberately presents to others will never be the real side, and what you think you know may also be the misleading side he deliberately gave you, when you think you know the other party very well, maybe you have already been getting farther and farther away from what he is hiding.

This is called sophistry in the art of war, false reality in the Tao, and camouflage in human nature.

While he was healing his wounds, Qin Cang was standing on the platform of life and death, his eyes swept back and forth, everyone's expressions and reactions were seen by him, there were expectations, sighs, confusion, disbelief, and contempt from the heart.

In other words, other personal disciples ascended to the stage of life and death for a decisive battle, and the crowd watching the battle would never have such a complicated reaction, the key was that Qin Cang's identity was special, and the Wujian Peak where he was located was also very special, Qingyun Five Peaks, except for Wujian Peak, which peak did not have thousands of disciples and dozens of elders. Only in Wujian Peak, there is only one peak master, one disciple of Qin Cang, and two people, guarding the huge mountain gate, which is an extremely unusual thing in anyone's opinion, and as early as many years ago, when there was only one person on Wujian Peak, there was a high-level proposal to remove Wujian Peak from the Qingyun Five Peaks.

But now it is different, when there is only one person in Wujian Peak, the wind and dust can be dealt with safely, because with his strength is enough to deter the Quartet, and now there is one more disciple, his cultivation is not high, but his reputation is loud, naturally there will be many people who think that he is not worthy, and Wujian Peak, which originally had no way to start, has a new breakthrough.

If Feng Drunken Dust's personal disciple was defeated in public by an elite disciple under the Elder's Sect, not to mention that Wu Jian Peak's face would be damaged, the high-level would also have a reason to say that the Feng Drunken Dust Sect disciple had no way, and if they refused to fight, they would also have a reason to say that the people of Wu Jian Peak lacked courage.

Therefore, no matter from which point of view, this battle is related to the reputation of Wu Jian Peak, it is not just as simple as a duel between individuals, which is why the opinion of the audience on Qin Cang is so complicated.

"Eh, guess what, if you start to do it later, how many tricks can Qin Cang have with Zi Chengxie?"

"Ten moves, no more!"

"Cut, people are also personal disciples, although the cultivation is a little worse, but there are always some strange means, I didn't see the general trend just now, no matter how you have to get thirty moves. ”

"If this Qin Cang takes advantage of Zi Chengxie's injury to start fighting, let alone dozens of moves or hundreds of moves, I believe it, but he has to wait until Zi Chengxie recovers to his heyday, isn't this lacking in heart? I bet that within fifty rounds, he will die!"

"It's kind of interesting, bet on what?"

"Gambling on a spiritual weapon, a spiritual weapon is the bottom, it doesn't matter what the effect is, as long as Qin Cang survives fifty rounds, even if you win, what's the matter, will you come?"

"Sounds good, but you'll have to change your condition to twenty rounds. ”

"you, twenty rounds, Lao Tzu can go on twenty rounds in the hands of Zi Chengxi, okay, fifty rounds, just bet so much, you don't bet on pulling down. ”

An hour has not passed, and the decisive battle between Qin Cang and Zi Chengxie has not yet begun, and some people in the crowd of spectators naturally began to chat, but for this so-called spiritual weapon gamble, most people just yearn for it, and do not really bet, after all, many people are skeptical about whether Qin Cang can go through fifty rounds in the hands of Zi Chengxie in his heyday.

After all, these monks have also cultivated step by step, and they naturally know how big the gap is between a big realm and a great realm, ordinary Tongxuan Realm monks and Creation Realm monks fight, they are all directly killed in seconds, even if Qin Cang is a personal disciple of Feng Zuichen, but the entry is too late, and the improvement of strength is extremely limited, at best, he can fight with ordinary Creation Realm monks, and Zi Chengye is obviously not in this ordinary ranks.

Even beheading the son and returning to Le Shutu, breaking off the night and cutting off the dust, has fully demonstrated the strength of the strength of the evil spirit!

"I'll bet. But at this moment, a person came with a smile and said to the man who had just opened the gambling game.

"Don't worry. The man recognized the identity of the person at a glance, and then said with some amusement: "You guy, haven't you always looked down on me Yan Yan's little tricks in gambling games?

Jun Mo smiled worriedly: "Because, I want to see the scene of you Yan He Yan losing a bet." ”

Yan He laughed and said: "Even if it doesn't go your way, the gambling game I opened today only bet on whether Qin Cang can survive fifty rounds in the hands of Zi Chengxi, and I, as the initiator of the gambling game, will only bet on whether it can't, and if you want to participate in the gambling game, you can only bet that he can survive fifty rounds, but the odds are not very high, to be honest!"

"I, I'm just kidding, I didn't think you guys really gambled ......"

Jun Moxian didn't wait for Yan He to finish speaking, he directly took out a spiritual weapon from the spirit ring, this spiritual weapon is a jade flute, with a few small holes on it, extremely neat, and the appearance is very good-looking.

"What do you think of betting with this jade flute?" Jun Moxian asked.

"Hey, you're still here, okay, since you have the heart to bet, then I'll play with you. When Yan He's voice fell, he also took out a spiritual weapon, but it was not an elegant thing like a jade flute, but a dice.

Jun Moxuan's face changed, and he said: "Although my jade flute can't directly face the enemy, it can control people with sound waves, and it belongs to the first-class goods in the Xuan-level spiritual weapons. ”

Yan He smiled: "This dice, not ordinary dice, very spiritual, if you bet on dice with others in the future, you only need to steal the beam and change the pillar to change this dice in, it can be changed at will according to your mind, it can be described as a home trip, a necessary spiritual weapon for casinos." ”

"Eh, don't go, I'm kidding you!" Seeing Jun Mo turn his head and leave, Yan He said again: "This dice also has a function, which can observe all the movements within a radius of a hundred miles, and will not be detected by other people's soul power. ”

Jun Moxian stopped, turned around, and said, "In this way, it is quite useful. ”

"What do you mean to be useful, is it useful, how about it, gambling or not?" Yan He looked at Jun Moxian and asked.

"Bet!" Jun Mo said confidently.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, but it was Leng Zhai Feng, Xun Wenyan and Xun Lie who came together, and Leng Zhai Feng said first: "This gamble, count me in." ”

"Oh, what does Brother Leng want to gamble on?" Yan He asked with a smile.

Without saying a word, Refrigeration Feng took out a full moon scimitar from the spirit ring and handed it to Yan He.

"How's this knife?"

"Good knives!"

"And what do you bet on?"

"Use this. ”

Yan He smiled and took out a wooden card from the spirit ring, handed it to Refrigeration Feng to take a look, Refrigeration Feng's eyes flashed, and he faintly felt that there was something special about this wooden card, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Yan He then explained: "This is a soul card, you only need to inject a wisp of your remnant soul into it, and you can derive a clone that inherits seventy percent of the combat power of your deity, but this is a consumable spirit weapon, and a soul card can only be used twice, and it will be scrapped if it is more than two times." ”

"Two times is enough. Refrigeration Feng nodded.

"Refreshing!"

Yan He had a smile even more on his face, looked at Xun Lie and Xun Wenyan, and said, "Elder Xun and Brother Xun are also here to make a bet and fight for luck?"

"Fight for a fart, bad luck is almost the same, Lao Tzu is not idle enough to bet on the life or death of others. Xun Lie snorted coldly.

"Eh, Elder Xun's words are wrong, a small bet is pleasant, and it doesn't hurt to gamble occasionally. Yan He said.

Xun Lie sneered: "Lao Tzu never bets, just bet on verbal pleasure, do you bet or not?"

"It's a bit of an empty bet, it's a bit interesting, is the elder betting on who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies?" Yan He said with a smile.

"I'm betting to die!"

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