Ziyue's eyes rolled, and she exclaimed in her heart: Oh my God, these two things, after the appraisal of the master of the gambling table, are both priceless treasures, if they are converted into star meteorites, according to conservative estimates, then at least three hundred fast third-order star meteorites!

Fan Er also looked at this beauty and found that she had even bought Liu Wentian to win, and used ten third-order star meteorites.

In this Longxiang Prefecture, ten third-order star meteorites are a lot of money, enough for an ordinary family to live for a year.

He laughed and said, "What is your name, beauty? I also bought Liu Wen Tiansheng, I really don't know anything everywhere!"

Ziyue said angrily: "Who is a bosom friend with you dead fat man! The madman bought Liu Wen Tiansheng! I bought the Demon Shisheng, and the one who bought Liu Wen Tiansheng was my cousin!"

After speaking, he didn't look at Fan Er anymore, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the beauty, Fan Er smiled and said, "Haha, this sister paper with bangs is interesting!"

Gu Qingyang nodded and said with a smile: "However, I want to know more, who her cousin is!"

Liu Wentian was ragged and did not take any weapons.

As soon as the Twelfth Warlock was released from the cage, it seemed that he had been locked up for too long, and he vigorously broke the two sharp horns on his head, and moved his hands and feet again.

His black eyes were full of disdain for Liu Wentian!

In his eyes, this was the weakest opponent he had faced since he entered the Demon Sacrifice Stage!

There was anger in his eyes, and he felt that he was being neglected.

The mind of the demon race is no shallower than that of human beings, and this twelfth demon is determined to tear this young man apart and eat it bite by bite, in order to relieve his hatred of being captured and extremely despised!

"Whew......"

The twelfth warlock screamed, like a fierce giant wolf, and flew viciously at Liu Wentian, directly pinching him by the neck with both hands.

Liu Wentian didn't move, which made people feel that he was waiting for death!

Su Lixiang, who was sitting on the viewing platform, was shocked, stood up, grabbed the purple skirt corner tightly with her right hand, and said worriedly: "He is still not moving, what is he going to do?"

"Looking for death!" Ziyue said disdainfully: "I see, he was disheartened after experiencing a broken meridian and deliberately came here to seek relief!"

Finally, Liu Wentian raised his palm.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

With two loud voices in succession, it was all over.

To the surprise of most people, the body of the No. 12 Demon of the Peak Realm of the Spirit Martial Realm was directly knocked out, and then fell heavily on the stone wall of the dueling arena, and finally fell to the ground, motionless.

Liu Wentian raised his right palm, looked at the remaining blood stains on his hand, and seemed to be very satisfied with his palm!

This is the first time he has really faced the enemy after his micro-soul awakening.

He could feel it, the magician's hatred for humans, and he felt it, and he did his best.

But what can it be? The magician at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm is vulnerable in his eyes!

Spirit Martial Realm Peak! He reconfirmed his martial cultivation level. It's just that because he is carrying out micro soul cultivation, he is much stronger than ordinary martial soul and star soul cultivation, and at the same level, he can exert greater energy!

Because of too much combat experience in his memory, he knew the weakness of the attack of the demon just now, so he took his palm, and before people had time to talk about and laugh about their move changes, everything quickly ended!

"Ah......h

"Oh my god!"

"Poof......

"Won't it?"

The crowd was silent for three breaths, and then burst into noisy and chaotic exclamations!

And Ziyue directly opened her mouth wide, stomped her feet and said, "Oh my God, Lixiang, how do you see that he can win?"

Su Lixiang's frightened heart finally calmed down, and she smiled and said, "I don't know, I just think that he is worth believing in!"

Ziyue sighed and said, "Alas, I lost five third-order star meteorites!

But she was suddenly stunned, jumped up, and said in surprise: "Lixiang, do you know how much you won? One to forty-eight! Your ten third-order star meteorites have become four hundred and eighty third-order star meteorites!"

Ziyue quickly finished the calculation, and said in horror: "That is, four fifth-order star meteorites, plus eight fourth-order star meteorites! It's terrifying, some ordinary families don't necessarily have four fifth-order star meteorites!"

Su Hanxiang was very happy, laughed like a silver bell, and said, "This is called, the power of thought!"

"What is it that makes our Lixiang County Lord so happy?" a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

A young man in white with a long sword on his back arrived next to the two of them at some point.

Ziyue looked at it, pursed her lips and smiled: "What kind of wind did I say, blowing our Longxiang Academy, the delicate son Lin Yutang, who ranked fifth on the Freshman Qingyun List?

Lin Yutang said with a smile: "Where did Ziyue say, this place, even Lixiang can come, where can't I come? No matter how delicate I am, where is the noble county lord of Suwangfu!"

"Yo, you can really talk!" Ziyue pointed at Liu Wentian in the gladiatorial arena and smiled: "Look at that person, just now against the No. 12 Demon at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm, the odds are one to forty-eight!"

Ziyue continued to laugh and said: "Lixiang placed ten third-order star meteorites on him, betting on him to win, but I didn't expect to win a lot of star meteorites!"

"That's ...... Liu Wentian?" Lin Yutang looked at Liu Wentian in the gladiatorial arena and said disdainfully: "Is it the third young man of the Divine Sword Villa who can only brag?"

Ziyue held her mouth and said: "The name of the Divine Sword Villa is no worse than your Lin family, don't look down on others!"

"Hmph, Divine Sword Villa, now it has declined!" Lin Yutang's eyes were full of contempt, and he said with a smile: "Haven't you heard, this year's sword trick, Divine Sword Villa has lost to the Divine Sword Hall, and the Son of Heaven has directly named the Lord of the Divine Sword Hall Qin Daohai Hall as the county guard of Longxiang Prefecture, ranking as the prince of the Eighteenth Road." And their Liu family is just an empty sword prince!

As if he still felt that he still didn't understand his hatred, he added: "What's more, this Liu Wentian, the meridians are all wasted!

Ziyue didn't buy it, she admitted that she did look away just now, but at this moment, she was not happy with Lin Yutang's style, and deliberately smiled: "He just defeated the magician at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm with one move, if it were you, I'm afraid he might not be able to do it, right?"

Lin Yutang's heart froze, and what made him extremely unhappy was that the goddess Su Lixiang in his mind nodded slightly.

She stared intently at the ragged boy in the gladiatorial arena, but she didn't pay any attention to him, and even just glanced at him when he appeared just now.

Lin Yutang said with a cold face: "You watch, go back to Longxiang Academy, and see how I teach him this waste on Longxiang Pond!"