"Yes, bet. Lin Chenji's face condensed by flames was a look of inscrutable expression.

This gambling word makes the golden triangle of power move.

"What to bet on!" Martial Emperor Hou was the first to lose his breath and shouted.

"With the duel between the Dark Saintess and Xiao Xian, the duel between the python and Xiao Ming, bet on which of them wins, there are two decisive battles here, and there are two bets. Lin Chenji's voice exuded an aura of gambling.

"Oh. ”

As soon as Emperor Qianyang moved, his eyes flashed with a burst of murderous aura.

Wu Huanghou shouted: "What kind of gamble? It's too time-consuming, Lin Chenji, you haven't seen us for twenty years, my hands are itching, come on, let's have a big fight! In the past twenty years, Lao Tzu has never been as happy and excited as the one he fought against you at the beginning, the axe devours blood, and today I will use your blood to re-brush the soul of the axe!"

"Yes!"

Lin Chenji smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for twenty years, you are still the martial artist with developed limbs and a simple mind!"

"You!"

Emperor Wuhou's face changed, and the Emperor Qianyang next to him waved his hand and said, "Lin Chenji, this is your challenge to our Golden Triangle of Power, then let's decide the gambling plate!"

"Of course. ”

Lin Chenji's eyes flashed with a burst of laughter.

Emperor Qianyang did not speak, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as his right-hand man, Emperor Wen knew very well what Emperor Qianyang was thinking, Emperor Wen smiled, what he thought was probably the same as what Emperor Qianyang thought, Emperor Wen Hou stepped forward and said: "Two basins of battle, the first game, Xiao Xian wins, the second game, Xiao Ming wins." ”

"Ah......" Emperor Wu was anxious, he hurriedly said: "Second brother, you bet on Xiao Xian to win, I don't object, but you think Xiao Ming will win? This is absolutely impossible!"

Even Emperor Qianyang looked at Emperor Wen suspiciously.

It's just that Emperor Qianyang has always taken Emperor Wen as his confidant, and Emperor Wen's words, Emperor Qianyang has always believed that this is a kind of brotherly love and a kind of faith of monarchs and ministers. But the Martial Emperor next to him became anxious: "Second brother, think about it again, don't bet on Xiao Ming to win, he can't win against that python!"

Lin Chenji looked at Emperor Wen quietly.

Emperor Wen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Let's bet on the two brothers of the Xiao family to win." ”

"Really?"

Lin Chenji asked, but he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations. And Emperor Wu Hou glanced at Emperor Wen, although there were thousands of grass and mud horses in his heart, but he didn't speak, the interdependence of the three of them for nearly thirty years told him that you can refute Emperor Wen for the first time, but don't refute it for the second time, not because Emperor Wen will be angry, but because the result will embarrass him. In the past 30 years, none of the decisions made by Emperor Wen have been wrong.

Although Emperor Wu was unconvinced, he still quieted down.

It's just that when he thought of Xiao Ming, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, Xiao Ming could kill the Heavenly Wolf, it would definitely explode instantly, but that was already the limit, as a martial artist, a martial artist with the supreme pursuit of martial arts, Martial Emperor Hou was extremely unbelievable that Xiao Ming could break out for the second time in such a short period of time, if Xiao Ming really broke out, he would definitely die!

Unable to break out, how could Xiao Ming kill the python.

The python is the strength of a hundred wolf.

Wu Huanghou was unhappy, but on the surface, he didn't express it.

"That's how your gamble is?" Lin Chenji asked.

"Not bad. Emperor Wen stroked his beard.

"Good. A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Chenji's eyes, and he said, "Gambling money and gambling lottery, you can give it out." ”

"Two sets of battles, the first game, if Xiao Xian wins, I want to get that copy of the Xuanliu Torrent from you! If the Dark Saintess wins, I am willing to give you my three hundred pure yang spirit fans; in the second game, if the python wins, I am willing to hand over my natal soul, if Xiao Ming wins, ......"

After a pause, Emperor Wen raised his head and said, "If Xiao Ming wins, then you have to promise me one thing." ”

At that moment, whether it was Lin Chenji, Emperor Wu Hou and Emperor Qianyang, they all looked at Emperor Wen, and they couldn't guess what Emperor Wen was talking about, and at this time, Emperor Wen said lightly: "If Xiao Ming wins, then within ten years, no matter what happens, you can't kill Xiao Ming in person!

"Ah......h

At that moment, Emperor Wuhou's face changed, and he said hurriedly: "Second brother, what are you talking about? You just want Lin Chenji to not kill Xiao Ming for ten years? What is Xiao Ming? He deserves you to give up your natal soul for him like this!"

Emperor Qianyang didn't say anything, he was extremely calm.

Lin Chenji laughed: "Haha, very good, very good, Brother Wenhuang, in the past twenty years, you have not changed, and you are still so amazing, very good...... However, I'm really strange, what is it about Xiao Ming that can make you so unafraid of death that you are even willing to give up your natal soul!"

"Hehe, I just look up to this kid. Emperor Wen stroked his beard and smiled.

"Very well, then start according to your bet!" Lin Chen said.

"Second brother!"

Emperor Wu's face became anxious, and he said to Emperor Wen: "Second brother, no matter what decision you made before, although I have different intentions, I will never object to the second time, but this time, I can't be silent anymore, because this is a bet on your natal soul! Our three brothers, thirty years ago, became brothers, sharing honor and disgrace, life and death, today, no matter what, I can't watch you lose your natal soul!"

Emperor Wen smiled indifferently.

And next to him, Emperor Qianyang, who had been silent, said: "Second brother, you can bet on Xiao Ming to win, but I don't want you to bet on your natal soul." ”

"Hehe......"

Emperor Wen said with a smile: "Third brother, eldest brother, in the past 30 years, we have been in the same boat, sharing weal and woe, sharing blessings and suffering, all these years, don't you believe me? If I am not completely sure, I will not press my natal soul." ”

"This ......"

Emperor Wu was in a hurry, and Emperor Qianyang next to him waved his hand and said, "Third brother, don't say anything, just listen to the second brother." ”

"This ......"

At that moment, Martial Emperor Hou waved the axe in his hand fiercely.

At that moment, on the spirit basin, a stream of spiritual breath dissipated, and the golden triangle of power and the forest dust machine appeared, and the royal relatives on the spirit basin looked at it in surprise, and saw that the king who was burning next to the golden triangle of power was none other than the forest dust machine wearing a battle robe.

"Father's ......"

A nervous voice sounded, it was the little princess Qianxue who was the most favored by the Emperor of Qianyang, she shrank tightly behind the Emperor of Qianyang, looking at Lin Chenji nervously, from Lin Chen's body, she felt an oppressive murderous aura.

"Qianxue, don't be afraid......" Emperor Qianyang stroked the small head of Princess Qianxue.

"What's the situation! Look at it, next to the Golden Triangle of Power, isn't that Lin Chenji? He actually stands with the Golden Triangle of Power, what is the situation!" A burst of exclamations sounded, and everyone noticed the Golden Triangle of Power and Lin Chenji.

And at this moment, the four most prestigious people in the world are quietly watching the two battles below.

Sizzle!

For some reason, when Lin Chenji's gaze came, the python suddenly raised its head to the sky and whined, and the fiery red letter spit out, and it suddenly spit out a stream of fog. The fog kept floating in front of it.

"Brute, look at me, double vacuum mudra!"

At that moment, Xiao Ming hissed, and the spiritual breath in his body gushed out, and suddenly, Xiao Ming escaped, he stretched out his left and right hands, and a Yin and Yang Sutra gushed out, turning into two vacuum handprints, and then bombarded it fiercely.

Boom!

Boom!

Two roars sounded, and at that moment, the vacuum mudra actually hit it heavily, and the two palms shattered the spiritual breath screen.

"Ah......h

Everyone was shocked, and they froze completely. They didn't expect that Xiao Ming would shatter the sturdy spiritual breath screen with two palms, and everyone froze: "What's the situation! God, no matter how you bombarded just now, you couldn't break it, but at this moment, ......"

Everyone looked at Xiao Ming in surprise.

Sun Tingting's face was happy, and Qiu Ning next to her frowned, she realized that something was wrong.

Meet!

It's just that at this moment, a strong aura suddenly poured out, and in an instant, it filled the entire mid-air, Xiao Ming's body was also shrouded in spiritual breath, and he only felt a stream of soul thorns roaring up. The breath soaked in his body, and at that moment, he had difficulty breathing.

And in my mind, scene after scene suddenly came to mind.

It turned out to be the scene where Meng Bingyun was bombarded and killed just now.

The helpless Dream Ice Cloud floated in mid-air in a daze, and a ray of light burst out, followed by the scorching sun, which burst out of its shell and burned violently in mid-air, and the Dream Ice Cloud was destroyed like this......

Seeing this, Xiao Ming clenched his fists tightly.

The blood in his body boiled.

His eyes were full of anger.

The yin and yang meridians in the heart of the Dao were constantly disordered, surging towards the surroundings of his body, and everywhere he went, his body kept boiling.

Roar!

Suddenly, Xiao Ming roared.

At this moment, in his heart, there is clearly a devil that keeps controlling him. It's just that at this moment, Meng Bingyun's voice suddenly sounded: "Xiao Ming, you must not be fooled, this is Lin Chenji's method of provoking anger, you must not be angry, I am not dead, I have always been in your heart, always accompanying you......"

Suddenly, Xiao Ming was shocked.

His expression was much sober: "Yes, Bingyun is not dead. ”

The spiritual breath in his body surged out, Xiao Ming quietly controlled his emotions, and at this moment, a yin wind suddenly surged in front of him, and Xiao Ming clearly felt that this was the python. The python kept spitting out the fiery red letter towards Xiao Ming, and its body kept getting closer, it rolled the fiery red letter and licked it towards Xiao Ming, like a sacred ritual.

It's just that at this moment, Xiao Ming slapped him hard.

Boom!

The vacuum handprint hit the python hard, and with a snap, the python smashed out heavily.

"Ah......h

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

At this time, on the spirit basin, Lin Chenji's face changed slightly: Xiao Ming was not provoked by the Yin Law? How could it be? Meng Bingyun was already dead, it was impossible for Xiao Ming not to be provoked!!