Lu Tao's palms were full of sweat.

Not only the palms of the hands, but also the forehead and back, there is sweat flowing out.

Previously, he placed a heavy bet on the big dealer, and bet a total of 150 taels of accumulated pension and borrowed silver on Suningan.

Because Su Ningan injured his right hand, there were more people who bet on Su Haiyuan, and Lu Tao bet on Su Ningan, and the dealer was very happy.

This is a big wrong, right?

Sometimes, Lu Tao himself thinks so.

According to his own meaning, the next few taels of silver on Suningan also represent support, but Suningan asked him to borrow money everywhere to bet, and he won half of one person, and if he lost, it was all his, and in the future, he was responsible for paying off the debt.

If it weren't for Master Tan's personal admission to accepting Suningan as a disciple......

If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, Suningan blocked a half-step innate sword......

Lu Tao will never be instigated by Su Ningan to suppress so much money, he changes the medicine for Su Ningan every day, and he knows very well that for the time being, Su Ningan's right arm is indeed useless, and the epithelial meridians have been injured, and the qi and blood are blocked.

Even if all kinds of good medicines are delivered regardless of the cost, if you want to be completely cured, it will be at least ten days later.

One hand is missing, and the right hand holding the knife is still the same.

Can you win?

After placing the bet, Lu Tao was inevitably uneasy, at this time, his eyes kept going back and forth on the two people in the field, his ears were buzzing, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

On the steps, Su Ziquan was also there.

More than a dozen Su family members surrounded him in the middle.

The most promising of the Su family in the neighboring water is Su Can, but it is still Su Ziquan who has the right to speak in the Changning Temple, even if his cultivation is not outstanding, although it is the realm of refining dirt, it is only the fifth layer of refining dirt, at this age, there is almost no future.

He is the elder brother of the current family, Su Zimin, and was born in the line of the long house, so he can effectively mobilize the resources of the neighboring Su family.

The young and the old are orderly, and the grandchildren are different.

If the family wants to prosper, it depends on it.

In the middle of the field, the martial cultivator of the Dirty Realm who was in charge of supervising was talking about the rules, Su Ningan held the knife in his left hand, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were closed, and all the sounds in his ears were excluded, compared to it, Su Haiyuan was slightly excited, holding the handle of the long knife with both hands, and his body trembled slightly.

What a quack!

He stared at the mouth of the supervising master Wen Qingyun who opened and closed, and his heart was slightly irritable.

"Did you hear me?"

Wen Qingyun took two steps back and asked loudly.

"Hear me clearly!"

The two responded at the same time, and Suningan opened his eyes.

"Then start ......"

Wen Qingyun took two more steps back.

"Death!"

Su Haiyuan shouted, his internal strength was running, his skin membrane was growing, and the whole person seemed to have turned in a rough circle, he rushed towards Suningan with a long knife, and after rushing out of two steps, he twisted his waist and turned his hips, and the long knife drew a wonderful arc.

The bright blade slashed diagonally towards Suningan.

An inch long and an inch strong, that's it.

I can only beat you, but you can't hit me!

Of course, this is based on the fact that the other party cannot get close, and if the other party succeeds in getting close, it is an inch short and an inch is dangerous.

In the face of this fierce knife, Suningan was not affected at all, he did not retreat timidly and look for another fighter, but rushed over to the blade, wanting to shorten the distance between them.

This choice is extremely risky.

Just as he rushed forward, the speed of the long knife in Su Haiyuan's hand suddenly accelerated, and in the eyes of onlookers, Su Ningan rushed directly towards the blade like a fool, and he was about to be cut in two.

Exclamations abound!

At this time, Wu Xiuwen Qingyun, the supervisor in the field, should take action to prevent the tragedy from happening.

However, he stood still.

Su Ning'an's speed did not increase, but his body twisted slightly, and he inadvertently moved a foot to the left.

The long knife fell, slashing into the air.

Suningan is already close.

The three-foot diagonal blade shone with a cold light.

"You've been fooled!"

Su Haiyuan roared angrily in his heart, his hands loosened, and the long knife was taken off.

This knife is just a disguise, he just hopes that Suningan will choose to get close.

"Go!"

Su Haiyuan let out a low sigh.

A green mang popped out of his sleeve, the speed was extremely fast, and it catapulted towards Suningan, this was his killing move.

Hidden Blade!

This is a Qimen weapon.

It is said that it is a sword, in fact, it is no different from a hidden weapon, it is the use of the technique of a machine spring, the three-edged shape of the sword is ejected, the reason why it is not divided into the category of hidden weapons, is that it can be sent and received.

If a sword misses, press the motor spring switch to retract the sword and pop it out again.

This thing was made by Su Ziquan and specially used here, and most martial artists will be caught off guard.

It's hard to prevent.

Suningan seems to be no exception.

The sword in his sleeve catapulted coldly, he obviously didn't expect to be taken by surprise, but he didn't panic in the slightest.

Left-handed knife, up.

Shine on the snow without a shadow.

Two days ago, he returned to Changning Temple due to injury, Su Ningan borrowed some silver from Lu Tao, and in the past two days, he practiced in the martial arts hall in his dream, and he has already cultivated Zhaoxue without a shadow to the consummation realm, although there is still room for improvement, but there is not much.

Even if it's only the left hand, what's the matter?

It is true that the original body used his right hand as his dominant hand, however, in his previous life, he was a left-hander and can still use it flexibly, so the injury of his right hand has no effect on Suningan at all.

In Su Haiyuan's eyes, the incomparably fast sleeve sword, but in the eyes of Su Ningan, it was extremely slow, and there was a world of difference between it and a half-step innate sword, and he could block that sword, and this sleeve sword was naturally not a problem.

"Ding!"

Suningan's knife accurately hit the hidden sword.

"Ahh

At the same time, Su Haiyuan was horrified.

Hurriedly activated the machine spring, trying to take back the sleeve sword, however, it was like a snake being caught seven inches, and the sleeve sword was attacked by the strength of the long knife, and the machine spring was already damaged.

It's like a kite with a broken string, and it's out of control.

"Not good!"

"Hurry back!"

The thoughts in his mind rose, but there was a white light in Su Haiyuan's eyes.

What a light!

It's so dazzling!

"Stop!"

I faintly heard someone roaring in his ears, this was the last memory in Su Haiyuan's mind, and after that, he fell into eternal darkness.

Wen Qingyun's face turned pale, and he rushed over.

"Uncle Shi, do you want to do it with me?"

Goose Walking.

After cutting Su Haiyuan's throat with a knife, Su Ningan flew backwards like a wild goose, widening the distance between him and Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun glanced up.

In the crowd, Su Ziquan also had a blue face.

"You deserve to die!"

"It's so bad that Lao Tzu lost so much money!"

……

There was a lot of shouting and boos.

The people around him had already stood up, but Lu Tao was still sitting, he couldn't believe his eyes, and there was only one thought in his heart.

It's developed!

In the center of the field, in full view of everyone, Wen Qingyun still didn't dare to make a big move against Suningan.

"Your Excellency, why do you have such a black hand?"

"What's the point of being merciful?"