"Don't! You can't even kill me in such a state, how can you fight against it!" Nanluo Lihua brought rain, she had already lost Chu Moli once, and she didn't want to lose it a second time, so she grabbed his ragged clothes and didn't want to let go for a long time.

Nan Luo's appearance has clearly shown the state of her heart, from a time of time, her heart has been entrenched by this boy, and it is deeply rooted, unable to extricate herself, once upon a time, her strong heart and appearance are so dependent on this man.

Chu Moli felt a warm current in his heart, stretched out his hand to take Nan Luo into his arms, his lips intersected, and a burst of numbness surged all over his body.

"Uh-huh......" Nan Luo did not resist for the first time, but took the initiative to hug the big boy, and took the initiative to ask for the warmest love for her.

At this moment, many people betrayed their beliefs, even if they made a heavy bet to buy Long Su to win, and now they are on the side of Nan Luo and Chu Moli, there is no doubt that Long Su has already lost, and many people have lost even their underwear, but the Holy Sect's expression is really not very good.

The dignified Holy Son, Xiu Wei has almost entered the Xuanzong realm, he is nearly thirty years old, and he is defeated against two fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, and the old monster in the sect still has to make a move, which is simply a great shame in the cultivator world.

"Chu Moli, come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

"Victory, victory, victory, hugging the beauty!"

"Hit him! It's shameless!"

I don't know who started, there are one and there are two, and in an instant, the voice climbed, coupled with the royal family secretly fueling the flames, the whistling sound resounded in the sky, alarming the heavens and the earth.

The dark clouds of heaven and earth are getting thicker and thicker, constantly surging, Chu Moli pushed Nanluo away, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile, and said in a low voice, "Even if you don't use Xuan Li, killing people is just waving your hand!"

Everyone was infected by Chu Moli's momentum at this moment, and the aura of heaven and earth was restless, as if the heavens were singing the nine heavens, affecting the blood and blood of countless people, making people's blood surging, as if they were on the battlefield, everyone stood up.

The disciples of the Holy Sect were at a loss, their momentum was suppressed, and they hid aside and did not dare to make a sound, and the Holy Sect clenched his iron fist and roared, "Where is the disciple of the Holy Sect? Go up and kill Chu Moli, this is a big prize!"

When the disciples of the Holy Sect heard this, they were immediately excited, it was as difficult to kill Chu Mo as if they were at the peak, but it would be too difficult to kill a Chu Moli who had no mystic power!

"Great Elder, leave it to me. "Chen Chen, a disciple of the Holy Sect and the fifth in the younger generation of the Holy Sect, stepped forward and bowed.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, win beautifully. Saint Kaith whispered coldly, and then said in a condensed voice, "Capture Chu Moli alive and let Nanluo hand over the Little Divine Technique!"

"Okay!" Chen Chen's essence flashed, if he got the little magic power, would the Holy Son still be an opponent?

Everyone in the martial arts arena held their breath, and the people from the outside world didn't blink their eyes, wanting to see how Chu Moli, who was in such a state, turned the sky upside down!

Chu Moli stood in the center of the martial arts arena, his face was expressionless, and there was no fluctuation of his body surface, Nan Luo was frightened, his heart was like a knife, Chu Moli was exhausted from this battle, and now he was simply sent to death.

"Men should be like this, Chu Moli, labor and management admire you! Only you can be worthy of the goddess!" Zhu Hui roared, with a sense of honor that he had never felt before, he directly kicked over the table and chairs, and was supported by more than a dozen guards and stood on the pavilion and shouted.

Chu Moli smiled faintly, watching Chen Chen's arrival with a war knife, his flat smile was full of confidence and arrogance, and everyone who watched it involuntarily believed him, but it was a pity that the Yuxiang Pavilion and Qingzhu Mansion were no longer open.

The leaders of the two major forces came to the martial arts arena with a smile on their faces, and it seemed that they had made a lot of money this time, which immediately attracted the congratulations of countless people.

"Lou Chang Zhu and Aoyun Pavilion Lord are really good Yaxing, this time I have earned so much money from my Holy Sect, did you know that the result would be like this from the beginning?" Saint Kaisi asked in a muffled voice.

"Haha, the two leaders really have a vicious eye, and they have earned 60 million high-grade Xuanjing stones in one fell swoop, which is really enviable to us!"

After hearing this, the two rich landlords not only did not laugh, but their faces changed, and they snorted, "Lao Tzu has worked in vain, in the last ten breaths, someone bet 3.5 million high-grade spar to buy Chu Moli and Nanluo to win, we remove the publicity and operating expenses, and we can't earn enough fraction of your royal family's win!"

"What?3.5 million top-grade Xuanjing stones?" At this moment, not only the Great Tang Kingdom Lord and Saint Kaisi were stunned, but even Qin Luo was stunned, who was so generous? Who could guess the result?

"Qin Luo, Your Majesty, don't say you don't know! These two little guys are what you are trying to protect, will you not know their background? I guess you made that heavy bet, right?" Zhu Lou said in a sullen voice.

"Zhu Yue, don't talk nonsense, your son has made a huge bet of 100,000 yuan, can it be said that he also knows the background of Chu Moli and Nanluo?" Qin Luo was extremely unhappy, although he had won millions of top-grade Xuanjing stones, he was so confused by the attitude of the Holy Sect that he wanted to fight a big battle to vent his inner anger.

"What are you talking about? The 100,000 Xuanjing stones were ordered by him?" Zhu Yuelou was surprised, the people who bet were not showing their true faces, they were all hiding their identities in a special way, so he didn't know that his son was betting at all.

"Hmph!" Qin Luo snorted and turned to look at the martial arts arena angrily.

In the center of the martial arts arena, Chen Chen was getting closer and closer to Chu Moli, and he was cautious in his life, and he did not let down his defense because Chu Moli had no Xuan Li, and still approached slowly with his sword.

Knock knock knock......

As the distance was pulled, everyone's heartbeat was clear and audible, only thirty meters away, Chu Moli still didn't make a defense, just stood there quietly, making people feel that he was already at the end of the crossbow.

"Whew......"

Chen Chen launched an attack at a distance of thirty meters, and the first target was Chu Moli's dantian qi sea, as long as he destroyed Chu Moli's foundation first, no matter how strong his will was, he would no longer have the power to backhand.

The sword aura is terrifying, the sword light is chilling, the top five disciples of the Holy Sect Inheritance will definitely not be bad, even if they are not as good as the Holy Son, they are far beyond other peers, not to mention that now they are in peak state against the dilapidated Chu Moli, life and death are almost settled.

Many people choose to close their eyes, not wanting to see the most cruel scene, and more people regret that God is jealous of talents, and they die in a day.

Nan Luo clenched her fists, her eyes didn't blink, she stared at Chen Chen, Saint Kaisi and the disciples of the Holy Sect, she wanted to engrave this scene in her heart, and one day in the future, she would definitely let this hateful sect be buried for her beloved.

"Hey......"

A sigh gathered, clear and audible, Li Chou wanted to make a move, but once he made a move, it would definitely cause infighting among the two major forces! For the sake of the Tang Dynasty, he was the crown prince, and he could not go his own way.

When the tip of the sword was ten meters away from Chu Moli, Chu Moli took a slight wrong step and moved away from his fatal point, but his body was still under the attack of the other party.

Five meters, Chu Moli suddenly probed the sky with ten fingers, and shouted in a low voice, "Fire!"

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