The bearded man's gaze fell on Fang Ye's face, and when he saw Fang Ye's expression, he had a faint smile on his face, as if it was not himself who was about to play.

"Duels can take place, and each side comes up with a bet of equal value. With a hint of surprise, the bearded man allowed the two sides to gamble.

Just listen to what he meant, the two sides must prepare bets, and it is not up to each person to decide whether to take them out or not.

Yang Wu walked to the table first, flicked a black ring in his hand, and a golden long sword appeared on the table, revealing a sharp aura.

This golden longsword is a high-level treasure weapon, and its value is about the same as a third-grade elixir or a thousand-year elixir, about 100,000 white crystals, and it can be regarded as a good weapon.

Yang Wu said arrogantly: "This is my bet, boy, quickly take out your bet! Hmph, don't fool people with any garbage!"

Fang Ye's gaze casually swept over the table, and he sneered, "Are you embarrassed to take out this kind of garbage?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Ye's right hand flicked lightly, and a golden crutch appeared on the table, the crutch was not straight, it was slightly winding, and it was imprinted with pieces of golden dragon scales, and the top of the crutch was a vivid dragon head, revealing a sharp and domineering coercion.

This dragon head cane was the one that Fang Ye obtained from killing Granny Jin, it belonged to the heaven-level primary spiritual weapon, although it was only one level higher than the earth-level high-level treasure weapon, its value was about ten times higher!

"Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon!" many people exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the value of this dragon's head crutch.

Everyone's faces became extremely exciting, and they looked at Fang Ye with a strange face, against one Martial King in the early stage plus two Martial Kings Great Perfection, and he also took out such a valuable bet, this young man is a fool in the end. Or do you really have the ability?

Most people were still inclined to the latter, after all, they didn't believe much in fools who could take out a heaven-level spiritual weapon.

There was a hint of suspicion on the faces of a very small number of people, this dragon head crutch looked a little familiar, and it was somewhat similar to the crutch in the hand of the Martial King of the Seven Evil Palace. Is it really that one?

I heard that Granny Jin was killed some time ago, if this dragon cane is really Granny Jin's handle, then the identity of this young man in blue is intriguing.

Seeing Fang Ye take out the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon, Yang Wu's face couldn't help but turn red, and immediately a hungry wolf-like green light erupted in his eyes, flashing with excitement, and his face began to become cloudy.

This dragon head crutch looks domineering and extraordinary, although most of the heaven-level spirit weapons have no attributes, but this dragon head crutch is faintly biased towards metal. Matching with the attributes of his body, Yang Wu felt extremely red.

Although this dragon head crutch was good, it was nearly ten times more valuable than the golden long sword that Yang Wu had taken out, and if he wanted to get this crutch, he had to come up with something of the same value.

Yang Wu's face changed a few times, and after considering all his strength, he finally determined that it was impossible for Fang Ye to defeat himself plus the two Martial King Great Perfections.

Only then did Yang Wu's face flash a touch of ruthlessness, and he gritted his teeth fiercely. Flicking the black ring in his hand again, a blue jade with a dreamlike luster appeared on the table.

Yang Wu said viciously: "This is a piece of the heart of the 10,000-year-old sea. It's not the kind of sea heart marrow that will only be born in 10,000 years, but it has been 10,000 years since it became the sea heart marrow, not to mention the Tianwu Continent, even in the entire God Domain, I'm afraid there are not many of them. It's enough to catch up with the value of the Heavenly Rank Primary Spirit Weapon, so I'll bet with you!"

There was also a hint of surprise in the bearded captain's eyes. He said lightly: "Hey, the heart of the Ten Thousand Years Sea! This thing is not bad, it is a rare material for refining a Saint-level magic weapon, and in terms of value, it is only stronger than a heaven-level primary spiritual weapon." It's a rare treasure. ”

"Young master, no!" Yang Wu, an old man in the Martial King Great Perfection Realm shouted anxiously.

Another old man in the Martial King Great Perfection realm also showed a hesitant look on his face, and dissuaded: "Young master, this is a treasure that the island owner got from the undersea demon cave at the risk of his life, and it is for you to use to refine your portable weapons in the future, you still don't gamble with this thing." ”

Yang Wu rolled his eyelids with a displeased face, put away the golden long sword that had been placed on the table, and snorted coldly: "If the two of you can come up with something of the same value as the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon, then I will listen to you." ”

The two old men blushed, although they knew that Yang Wu still had a Heaven Rank Spirit Weapon on his body, they also understood that it was something that Yang Wu had to fight, and it was even more impossible for them to take out that thing as a bet.

What's more, Fang Ye's opponents were the three of them, even if Yang Wu was defeated, then there were still two of them, they didn't think that they couldn't even deal with a young man who had just stepped into the realm of the Martial King.

Seeing the expressions of the three of them, and listening to the bearded captain's evaluation, Fang Ye also glanced at the heart of the 10,000-year-old sea, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

For this thing, Fang Ye was still very satisfied.

"The bet is set, both sides come to the stage!" the bearded captain's indifferent voice came out, making everyone on the floating giant ship tremble slightly, and looked at the empty ring excitedly.

Yang Wu daxiao shouted, jumped into the ring first, and the two Martial King Dacheng behind him also followed, standing behind Yang Wu, looking at them like that, they would not make an easy move unless necessary.

Yang Wu walked to the center of the ring, raised his head slightly, looked at Fang Ye condescendingly, hooked his index finger again, and said provocatively: "Boy, come up, today I will teach you a good lesson!"

Fang Ye's face remained unchanged, his feet were lightly on the deck, and he landed lightly on the ring in front of him, the golden silk spirit monkey transformed by the phantom spirit lazily scratched the monkey's head, and Xiao Hei yawned lazily, and his little paws smeared his saliva on his face, not taking the three people opposite in his eyes at all.

Most people have noticed this detail in my car, but the beard on the top of the floating boat can see it clearly, and he looks at Fang Ye with interest, wanting to see how much surprise Fang Ye can bring to himself.

Fang Ye stood in the ring, like an abyss, facing a Martial King and two Martial King Great Perfection Realm powerhouses alone without showing the slightest fear. In terms of bearing, they faintly suppressed the momentum of the other three together, which was shocking.

This situation made Yang Wu feel extremely uncomfortable, and broke this silent confrontation with a loud shout: "Come and sign up to die!"

Fang Ye smiled indifferently, like a spring breeze, and said unhurriedly: "My name is Fang Ye! Today, you will remember this name!"

Hear the name. The faces of many people on the floating giant ship changed slightly, and some people frowned and thought for a while, and their faces also showed a look of surprise, their eyes staring at the ring tightly, and the expression on their faces changed from sympathy to expectation.

Obviously, they were all people from the inland of the Tianwu Continent, unlike Yang Wu and the others, they had all heard of Fang Ye's name, this was the person who was wanted by the Seven Evil Palace's bounty, and the people who had dispatched the Grandmaster Realm had failed to take him down. The battle between Fang Ye and the Great Perfection of the Two Martial Kings was still very attractive.

Yang Wunai was the young master of a small island in the Black Devil Sea, and he was not very clear about what was happening in the mainland, and it was the first time he had heard of Fang Ye's name.

Hearing Fang Ye's registration, Yang Wu didn't pay attention to it, and Lang smiled: "Haha, Fang Ye is right, although there are countless people who have been beaten by me. But since you have a special request, then I, Yang Wu, will definitely remember your name today. ”

Fang Ye lowered his head and smiled at the two little guys on his shoulder. The voice said: "This is when I stand up, you two little things, don't make a move for a while." ”

Xiao Hei lazily raised his little head, snorted lightly, and then lowered his head again, and continued to lick his little paws. The golden silk spirit monkey transformed by the phantom spirit glanced at the three people on the other side with bad intentions. Lying down lazily on Fang Ye's shoulder, leisurely blowing the sea breeze, unusually free and chic.

Although Fang Ye deliberately transmitted the sound in a line, the bearded captain's cultivation had reached an unfathomable level, and he listened to Fang Ye's words word for word. Unexpectedly, he glanced at the two little guys on Fang Ye's shoulder, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Listening to what Fang Ye said, these two little guys can intervene in this kind of battle between martial kings, it seems that this young man in blue really has a lot of secrets.

Yang Wu showed a look of impatience on his face, and said eagerly: "The surname Fang, don't be grinding, I'm going to make a move, don't say that I will attack you!"

A confident smile appeared at the corner of Fang Ye's mouth, and he said calmly: "Make a move, otherwise, you won't have a chance!"

One person alone against three people, talking and laughing freely, not taking the opponent to heart, Fang Ye's bearing is heartbreaking.

"It's your own death!" Yang Wu snorted coldly, with a sharp Xueliang scimitar in his hand, a pair of translucent golden wings appeared from the back of his body, and the wings fanned violently, and the whole person rushed over like an arrow from the string.

Fang Ye's face remained unchanged, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, in his opinion, this Yang Wu's speed was really as slow as a snail.

Fang Ye stood indifferently in the ring, the Xueliang scimitar in Yang Wu's hand had already come to a foot in front of him, everyone's mood was raised to their throats, and the two Martial King Great Perfection powerhouses behind Yang Wu also had a smile in their eyes, and even the bearded man above the building boat narrowed his eyes slightly.

Could it be that this young man in blue with a mysterious origin was defeated without a single blow?

Just when everyone was sighing for Fang Ye, Fang Ye suddenly moved, leaving a blue afterimage on the spot, and his whole person rushed into Yang Wu's arms as fast as lightning before the Xueliang scimitar slashed down, clenching his hands into fists, and bombarding Yang Wu's chest heavily.

"Boom!"

A dull and loud voice rang in everyone's ears, and then everyone heard the sound of bones breaking, and then they saw Yang Wu's body flying back upside down, and his chest completely collapsed, leaving a trail of gorgeous blood.

"Young master!" The two old men of the Martial King Great Perfection realm behind Yang Wu shouted together, and one of the old men quickly flew into the sky, caught Yang Wu, and fell back into the ring again.

Yang Wushuang showed a look of horror in his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed to the other side of the ring, opened his mouth but only spit out a large mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and simply fainted.

Looking in the direction Yang Wu was pointing, Fang Ye was still standing faintly on the other side of the ring, as if he had not moved, his face was unusually calm, as if defeating an enemy of the same rank with one move was just a routine for him.

Only then did everyone under the ring exclaim, the fight between the two just now was unusually fast and fast, but those powerhouses of the Martial King Great Perfection Realm could still see it very clearly, Fang Ye's True Qi wings had not been transformed, but it was faster than Yang Wu, who had turned into True Qi Wings, so he was able to fly Yang Wu out so cleanly.

The speed that Fang Ye had just burst out was not much different from the speed of the Martial King's Great Perfection, if he turned into True Qi Wings, the speed of the Martial King's Great Perfection would only be faster than that!

No wonder he dared to fight alone, this is confidence in his own strength!

There are also many people who are gloating, this gentleman named Yang Wu wants to find a soft persimmon to Liwei, but unfortunately he found the wrong object, this time it can be regarded as a kick on the iron plate.

The bearded man sat on the top of the floating giant ship, and at some point there was a translucent wine glass in his hand, he took a sip gently, looked at Fang Ye with interest, and said with a light smile: "This little guy in the early stage of the Martial King is a bit interesting. (To be continued......)