Fan Lou didn't dare to say a word now, he suddenly felt as if he had a very long dream, a long nightmare. It seems that just a day ago, now, thirty of them from the martial arts realm powerhouses came to the Xuanyuan realm with great momentum, threatening to give a small county king in the Xuanyuan realm a good look.

These people don't dare to say that they are definitely powerhouses that encompass the entire Lou Wu Realm, but at least they already represent the highest strength of the Lou Wu Realm, such a team of monks, even if the Xuanyuan Realm is the main realm, the monks here will be afraid when they see it.

At first, this was indeed the case, in the huge Xuanyuan Realm, in the huge city, almost no one dared to speak loudly to their own people, let alone dare to come forward to challenge, when the people here learned the purpose of their rush here, they all wanted to watch the ghost king make a fool of themselves with a lively attitude.

But one qiē and one qiē, it seems that they have all changed since the appearance of that young man, and the powerful Yun Lan ancestor is like a being, first fell in the mouth fight, it doesn't matter, in the face of strong strength, the flamboyant tongue is just a small skill of carving insects, and the advantage of the tongue for a while is just to enjoy it first, and when the war starts, you will let the whole family die.

Three billion bets, when Fan Lou heard the billion bets that Yun Lao Zu heard, he already felt domineering enough, but he didn't expect this stinky little guy to really take out thirty pieces of top-grade cold jade. When did the best cold jade become so easy to obtain? Could it be that his family's cold jade could be planted in the field and then have a bumper harvest when the autumn harvest came? This young county king showed his amazing financial resources, and it could be seen that it was not abundant in the Xuanyuan Realm, because when he took out so many superb cold jade, the Xuanyuan Realm monks were all dumbfounded.

Okay, it doesn't matter if it's a gambling fight, Lao Tzu is just accompanied, no matter how strong you are, what kind of Cheng dù can you be, you are crazy, you are delusional to rely on the strength of a family to fight against the four great families of our Lou Wu world, even the ancestor of the Yun family has already come, you still think you can win, joke!

Fan Lou felt pretty good when this dream was done at this time, although there were some things that deviated from the original plan, but at least the progress of one qiē was still beneficial to the Lou martial arts world, as long as he won, there would be a bet of 300 million high-grade spirit stones, such an income would take two years to have even the Fan family, but how could the income not be collected? It is not too difficult to earn 300 million, and it is not so simple to save 300 million.

The war started, Fan Lou thought it was a very simple battle, but he saw the old poison in Ma Liang's Lou martial arts world, and he used poisonous means only under his younger brother, okay, Lao Tzu is not willing to fight with you, a lewd old poison, and my brother will come up and kill you. Okay, I'm here to be angry with the head of the Xuanyuan Realm, right, do you really dare to let me change to the end of the poison venerable? Wait and see, I won't kill you today with your surname.

But Poison Zun died, and Fan Lou was unwilling to accept the death of his younger brother, and he couldn't even leave the corpse. But Kong An was defeated, how could he lose a situation that was obviously a big advantage? Do you really think that a draw is so easy to take? Do you think people will really let you take away the bet? The Holy Spirit Realm powerhouse who was promoted in the big battle, what is the situation, are the Xuanyuan Realm monks all monsters.

What the hell is that huge guy? Demon beast, why do demon beasts speak human language? What kind of race is the Celestial Race, the Beast Clan or the Undead Clan? A Heavenly Thunder Clan? That is Wei Cheng, the head of the Wei family, a guy who has been fighting against Lao Tzu for hundreds of years and has not died, and he was killed in this Heavenly Thunder? You Xuanyuan Realm monks like to exaggerate murder, don't you, can't you have a good fight happily?

Very good, at least there is hope, two losses and one draw is not too bad, at least there is still a chance to make a draw, with the strength of Yunlan Ancestor, he can always win in the end. Well, Yun Hua is not bad, he is worthy of being the head of the Yun family, no wonder he has not shown up all these years, it turned out that he was studying how to use the Yun family's Zhen clan treasure, very good, very good, you will use thunder, we will too, kill that little bitch-like thing, at first glance, it is a little white face, and you dare to call yourself the king of ghosts?

What? Yunhua also lost? What the hell is that chain, how did it come out? He hid the chain in his body? Doesn't it hurt, big brother, if you want to use the magic weapon, you can use it, how uncomfortable it is to hide the magic treasure in your body, you will fight when you fight, and you have buttoned your eyes when you play around, it's too ruthless.

It's over, Yun Hua also lost, Yun Lao thief, you now know how to save people, why don't you go in to save people when the other people of our family are going to die? Grandma, why didn't Yunhua's grandson be killed, if you want to say that the little white face is not reliable, since you want to fight, you will fight to the death, so is the big fist an ornament, knock to death, haven't you eaten?

Forget it, let's give things at this point, anyway, our Fan family has already handed it over, Yun Lao Thief has lost enough now, it is said that his magic weapon is no worse than the Cloud Thunder Drum, hum, you can also have some blood for the old thing, it is not okay for your Yun family to take advantage of any good thing.

Admit defeat, admit defeat, our martial arts world will lose if you lose, didn't you also say that it was a gambling battle before the war, and it was not a battle between the two worlds, so it was not good to not afford to lose. Losing money and losing people, Yun Laojiao, you are too bad for gambling, you are really boring.

Okay, okay, if you like to go hard, just do your best, by the way, look at the strength of the real ghost master of the ghost king, I really haven't seen a real ghost who dares to come out of the big sun, and at first glance he is not an ordinary warrior.

What are the gates of hell?

Gates of Hell...... Gates of Hell......

Fan Lou felt that he would never wake up from this nightmare, what kind of spell was the gate of hell Fan Lou couldn't figure it out, but Yun Lan was gone, it was better than Fan Li, at least Ma Liang left a head for Poison Zun, but Yun Lao Thief didn't even have a corpse left, kill people, you can leave a thought.

"Fan Lou, Fan Lou!"

"Who, who called me?" Fan Lou waved his hand indiscriminately, as if he wanted to beat away the flies around him.

"Fan Lou family master, you have lost this battle, they all said that you are the highest status here, what do you think next? The ghost king said over there, they don't want the last bet, since Yun Lan's predecessors have died, we can no longer chase after the Yun family to ask for things, the dead are the greatest." ”

Fan Lou kept waving his hand, but he couldn't shake the voice around him. Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the qiē in front of him, the noisy martial arts stands, the hellish fighting martial arts battlefield, and the monks who were fighting opposite, he finally realized that he was not dreaming, this was really a qiē that happened in front of him.

Is Yun Lan Ancestor really dead?

Our Lou Wu Realm has been defeated?

Fan Lou tried his best to maintain his composure, and turned his head to look at the old man on the side, this person's name is Chang Jiadong, it is said that he is the worship of the Xuanyuan Realm royal family, and this battle is the referee he did.

"What did you just say?" Fan Lou suddenly asked.

Chang Jiadong did not have the slightest displeasure, and the victory of the Xuanyuan Realm made this old worshipper have enough good mood to talk to this loser. After talking about the current situation again, Chang Jiadong added: "Lord Ghost King just said, if you want to be a guest in the Xuanyuan Realm, he will treat you warmly, and you can also stay in the Xuanyuan Realm for a few more days to see the customs of our Xuanyuan Realm, believe me, this place will definitely leave you with a deep memory." ”

"I believe in you, my memory is already deep. Fan Lou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked back at the Lou Martial Arts Realm monks with dead faces, shook his head silently and sighed, and said dejectedly: "Let's leave now, you don't need to send it." ”

"Well, then I wish you a good journey. Chang Jiadong was detached, and said loudly with the momentum of a victor.

After Chang Jiadong finished speaking, the martial arts arena suddenly became very silent. Fan Lou was ready to accept the overwhelming ridicule, and even planned to dissuade a few bad-tempered monks in the team in advance, people naturally had to bow their heads under the eaves, but they didn't expect that the martial arts arena was suddenly silent as if even a needle fell on the ground.

Fan Lou suddenly didn't dare to leave, such an abnormal scene made Fan Lou mistakenly think that the Xuanyuan Realm monk didn't want to let them go at all. When he hesitated, the ghost king on the opposite side suddenly walked over, and when he saw this young man again, Fan Lou subconsciously stepped back, and said involuntarily: "You have won everything, what else do you want?"

Li Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sincere smile: "We won this battle by luck, thank you for the advice of the monks of your realm, I only came to say two things." ”

"What's the matter, you say. Fan Lou closed his eyes and began to think about how much more he could be extorted by the other party, and whether it was enough to pay his ransom.

Seeing Fan Lou's look of death, Li Mingyang smiled and said lightly: "First, we said before the war that this battle was just a simple battle, and I hope we will abide by the agreement and not raise this battle to the level of the war between the two realms." Second, I can vouch for it with my personality that none of us Xuanyuan Realm monks will stab you in secret. Regardless of victory or defeat, those who dare to enter this martial arts arena are all warriors, and you are also respected by our Xuanyuan Realm monks. Now, you just need to go out with your adults without worrying about being hunted down or even assassinated. If you don't have taboos, I can send someone to escort you out. ”

Fan Lou's old face turned red when he said this, and every sentence of Li Mingyang's words was what he was most worried about before, but now that he was said in public, it seemed a little childish, but at least he could leave with peace of mind now, which was a good thing after all.

Thanking him, Fan Lou tried his best to keep himself rich in the Lou Martial Arts Realm, and took a step to prepare to go out.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly crossed in front of him.