"Don't cry, boy."

Someone laughed at Ye Fan's ridicule, and Bai Jie said secretly: "Sir, aren't you in a hurry to send money......

"Brother likes to bet on the wrong door, do you want to follow, I guarantee that you will make money."

"Okay, I'll be with you, sir!"

Bai Jie came back to his senses, Mr. Ye was the one who was willing to suffer, and immediately took out his mobile phone and bet on Liang Zhen, but Ye Fan had to give him a wake-up call, buy a million at most, and if it exceeds 10 million, he will wait for death.

Bai Jie shrunk his neck and hurriedly re-entered the chips.

Crash!

A chip of 100 million was thrown on the other end, and it was Zhao Fuyao who bet on it.

The little young master who shot out had a clean appearance and a white suit, but anyone who saw him, whether it was a rich man or an official-faced person, did not dare to slack off one after another, he casually leaned on the sofa and did not sit down, and his smile looked frivolous.

Ye Fan opened his ghost pupils and looked carefully, and suddenly laughed, and said that this kid was too beautiful, and it turned out to be Cao Yutong dressed as a man.

Bai Jet also recognized it, and when he saw Cao Yutong, he seemed to see a ghost, or that he was not afraid of Cao Yutong, but the man behind her, who was nine feet tall, as strong as an iron tower, with a leopard's head and eyes.

His name is Li Tu, he is a foreign master who was subdued by Guangmu many years ago, and has been following Cao Yutong as a guard, it is said that his strength is unfathomable, and he was once besieged by killers and retreated.

"Last time, I accidentally bumped into him in the square near the City Lord's Mansion and almost got knocked out of the by him......

Bai Jie hid behind Ye Fan and didn't dare to face Li Tu.

"What are you afraid of him doing?"

Ye Fan yawned and returned to the box, Lin Wanjun said angrily with a stiff face: "You guys really can do it." I can't tell that Mr. is a gambler. ”

She was very angry, because she and Yulanmen were opponents, and her husband's support for Yulanmen made her very unhappy.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't tell who is the master now." ”

One sentence made Lin Wanjun stammer, and said stupidly: "What if I lose?" ”

"Isn't there still you, I'm your benefactor, and you have to support me if I lose all my family."

Lin Wanjun's eyes are like silk, she is very happy about this, but she is afraid that Zhou Ningxue will not agree.

"It's out!"

The observation deck was full of people.

A round of bright moon in the sky, a bright glow shrouded the top of the Tower of Babel, and a figure appeared, it was tonight's protagonists Zhao Fuyao and Liang Zhen.

Lin Wanjun put her hand on the pergola and looked at it carefully, "The little heavenly master is so handsome......"

Liang Zhen is a middle-aged man who is unremarkable, while Zhao Fuyao is dressed in a wide coat with big sleeves, and his long moon-white hair is scattered on his shoulders.

In the square by the river, many young and beautiful girls were so excited that they screamed with their mobile phones, and their husbands pierced people's eardrums.

Zhao Fuyao's popularity is really not covered.

Ye Fan made an excuse to go to the toilet, and then left the observation deck without a trace.

The wind roared at the top of Babel.

Liang Zhen couldn't help but tremble in the face of the cold little Heavenly Master, if it weren't for so many people watching, he would have to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But he had to fight this battle, even if he knew he was defeated!

Zhao Fuyao's face was like moonlight, and a little magic mark on his eyebrows was like a third eye, "Master Liangmen, if you are defeated, I will not do anything to Yulan Gate, but I will kill your son Liang Tao." ”

"Little Heavenly Master raises his noble hand."

Liang Zhen cried and lamented, but Zhao Fuyao didn't speak, and lowered his eyes as if he was asleep.

The large area gradually quieted down.

The disciples of the Yulan Sect on the other side of the river all looked like they had died of their father's expressions.

At the end of this battle, there is no magnolia gate in the world.

Zhao Fuyao's noble status will not take the initiative to make a move, as the descendant of the Dharma Master, the younger generation is invincible, and only one Liang Zhen, he can solve it by raising his hand.

Liang Zhen on the opposite side didn't dare to make a move, he was so scared that he was going to die, for him, Zhao Fuyao on the opposite side was a young god! And he's just a bedbug......

"I said, you still can't fight!"

Cao Yutong held a loudspeaker at the observation deck and began to shout: "Liang Zhen, you TM go home and breastfeed!" ”

As soon as these words came out, half the city laughed.

There are media live broadcasts on the Internet, and countless netizens swiped the screen to ridicule Yulan Gate, I knew that this was the case, why bother in the first place, this is simply a dimensionality reduction blow, the gap between the levels of the two sides is too big, and you can feel the transcendent rhythm of the little heavenly master through the screen, on the other hand, Liang Zhen's double strands trembled, not like a door master at all.

"Kyushu is based on martial arts, and it has been immortal for thousands of years."

A young and nihilistic voice resounded in Liang Zhen's mind, and he was stunned.

"Relax your body, next this seat will control you and Zhao Fuyao to face off, after defeating him, the Magnolia Gate will be used by the Lin family, with Lin Wanjun as the leader, if you can do it, nod."

Lin Wanjun!

Liang Zhen was shocked and angry, there was really an incredible existence behind Lin Wanjun, so his son was really tricked that day!

So far, he has no choice, this person's strength is unfathomable, if he doesn't agree, he will be defeated, and he will be liquidated by this person afterwards.

Liang Zhen nodded, and suddenly his back was numb, and several silver needles shot into his body, and then he roared, and a blue-gold cyclone erupted from his body, like a stormy wave sweeping in all directions!

Zhao Fuyao opened his eyes suddenly, his face changed, "How can it be ......?"

"What a powerful force!"

Liang Zhen looked at his hands and spoke incoherently excitedly, and even his feet were hanging in the air, standing under the sky with a little more divinity!

At this moment, not only the disciples of the Magnolia Sect, but also the people watching the battle were dumbfounded.

"This guy has been beaten with chicken blood!"

"I'll go, what a strong momentum!"

In the first group in the world, the old heavenly master is crazy @Ye Fan, crazy to send cursed emojis!

Ye Fan replied, "Although the old guy scolds, if you scold me, I will punch Zhao Fuyao." ”

"It's a fight!"

On the Tower of Babel, Zhao Fuyao and Liang Zhen made their hands directly, and the two sides collided with each other, and the lapis cyclone and thunder were shining in the sky, which was very intense!

Liang Zhen's body style is elegant and chic, and the essence of killing intent is hidden between attack and defense, as for Zhao Fuyao, his attacks are not many, and he is dodging most of the time, but he doesn't make a move, and the thunder lingers around his fingertips, and the thunder sinks vigorously, Liang Zhen's fist is buzzing, the sound of gold and iron is ringing, and the dignified killing intent is terrifying.

The two of them have been staggered for more than a hundred moves, and ordinary people can only see two blurred afterimages, and their eyesight can't keep up with the speed of the two of them.

Lin Wanjun watched the battle with a telescope, which was almost equivalent to watching the duel at close range, and said incoherently nervously, "Liang Zhen is so powerful?" Something is wrong......"

Bai Jie smiled secretly, he could see that this was Mr. Ye controlling Liang Zhen to make a move!

Mr. Ye and Zhengyi Palace have an account that has not been settled, speaking of which, there is no grudge with Yulanmen, and tonight he defeated Zhao Fuyao with the help of a Liang Zhen, which is equivalent to fighting back the grudge against the young lady who was arrested last time.