Everyone stared at the green and white face of the gambling table owner, and surrounded him firmly, for fear that he would slip away for an excuse.

A grayfriar, with a broad body and black hair on his chest, was stuck in front of the owner of the gaming table. "What! Gambling and doing business, only allow you to earn our money, but we are not allowed to earn your money, what is the reason!"

A man with a monkey's cheek echoed. "That's it, that's it! The last game was an upset, most of us bet wrong, and you made us a lot of money in one game. Now, when you see that the situation is not good, you actually tell us that you don't want to gamble, how can there be such a smooth truth in the world. Now you have to gamble, you have to gamble, you have to gamble if you don't gamble, and in the end, you have to accompany us with the gambling money with interest. ”

After listening to the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, another tall, skinny, sick-faced, lewd-looking man grinned.

"Hey, hey, hey...... That's it, that's it, I've pressed all my net worth in this game, and I'm waiting for this game to make a fortune. ......The weapon I like, and the delicate little girl in the Spring Rain Building...... ......I saw him squinting his little eyes, swallowing his saliva, and talking with a look of aftertaste.

"After gambling on this game, I want to wrap her two at a time, and strive to give me enough fun at one time...... Slip ...... Hey, hey, hey!" After speaking, he couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, and shook his lower body excitedly, how obscene and obscene.

A round-faced monk next to the lewd monk looked at him with a gagged smile. "You can pull a few strokes down, just by virtue of your sick appearance, and play two at a time, I think you have a hard time. Even if the girl lies down for you, do you know where to move, do you know how to play? Hahahaha......" After speaking, he couldn't help but open his mouth and laugh vigorously. The other monks around him couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha......!"

In the face of the ridicule of the round-faced monk, the lewd monk's yellow and emaciated face became round and rosy. "I wipe ...... I'll move your mother's ......!" and a pounce fell on the round-faced monk.

"Hahahaha......!"

Everyone gloated around the table owner, not caring about the feelings of the one-eyed boss.

"It's over, this time the boss is really going to be planted, I'd better slip away first!" A small guy next to the owner of the gaming table glanced at each other, looked around, saw that something was wrong, found a vacancy, and squeezed out of the crowd.

In the stands, Lin Shuai bit his lip lightly, grasped the handle of the knife with one hand, and held the Xuantie knife across his chest, and couldn't help but sigh a little. "Shhh...... Shizun made me lose as badly as possible, and it was really a bit difficult. I really don't know if the worse this loss is, the better, how to grasp it!" Between Mu Yuanhua's hints, Lin Shuai resolutely chose to defend and gave up the initiative to attack.

Wang Changmu was holding a silver long sword, staring at Lin Shuai in front of him fiercely, only to see him holding the sword flower in his hand, pointing directly at Lin Shuai's chest, with a posture of devouring Lin Shuai alive.

"Hey, hey, little cub, if I don't tear you up today, how can I be right about my dead brother. ”

I think so, but it's a little difficult to do. Between Lin Shuai's strength to kill a group of people alone, Wang Changmu's legs were slightly bent, secretly condensing, but he was never able to take the first step towards Lin Shuai.

Everyone under the stands stared intently at the two people who were on the stage, and they didn't dare to mess around, for fear of affecting the rhythm of the competition between the two on the stage.

Lin Shuai, who was embarrassed in his heart, stared straight at Wang Changmu, who had not bombarded him for a long time, and said in his heart: "Big brother, what are you doing standing there all the time, you should come over quickly, everyone is very busy, how can you have time to waste it like this." ”

"Damn...... how do you feel like my legs are not obeying, but you are moving......! Could it be that I, Wang Changmu, accidentally fell into his secret poison and lost his strength!" Wang Changmu, who had a ruthless gaze, stared at Lin Shuai, who was on the defensive posture opposite. He couldn't take the first step, but he held the hilt of his sword and changed his attack posture into defense.

A monk in a gray robe and a fourth-order Qi refining monk in the audience couldn't help but open his mouth as he looked straight at the rhythm between Lin Shuai and Wang Changmu on the stage. "The tricks between these masters are really different, just by virtue of the killing god himself at that station, then Wang Changmu will not dare to take the initiative. Life should be a god of killing, and killing God is really a model for my generation. ”

"It's moving! It's moving! The killing god has finally ......moved!" I heard a monk in a blue robe in the audience stretch out his right hand and shouted at Lin Shuai with an excited face.

Everyone looked at the place where he pointed and fixed their eyes! It turned out that Lin Shuai was looking straight at each other, because he had been looking at it for too long, he couldn't help but have some dry eyes, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“......”

Not to mention, this is indeed a little moving for Lin Shuai, who has not made any moves since he came to power!

In front of the Lingyun faction, Wang Changye's grandfather, Wang Jingxuan, stared angrily at his grandson Wang Changmu, who was afraid to move his head and tail and did not dare to move at all, and he was so angry that his breathing became heavy.

"Khan! This grandson of mine is obedient, but he lacks a ruthlessness in his bones. Whenever you encounter a slightly tough opponent, you don't dare to take the initiative!"

Due to his identity as an elder of the Lingyun Sect, Wang Jingxuan didn't dare to talk directly, so he had to stretch out his left arm, and his left hand clenched his fist slightly, protecting his mouth.

"Hmm...... Well...... Hmmm!"

deliberately whispered a few times, wanting to remind Wang Changmu on the stage.

"Hiss......! Grandpa urged me, what should I do!" Wang Changmu immediately understood what his grandfather meant after listening to a few soft voices. Thinking about the scene when I was a child, because I didn't listen to my grandfather's words, I was beaten by my grandfather, and I couldn't help but feel a little hairy in my heart, after my own strong deep thought.

"Made...... Fight!"

"Dog thief Lin Shuai, return my brother's life. ”

I only heard Wang Changmu shout, holding a long sword in his right hand, and attacked Lin Shuai.

"Spirit Snake Attack!"

As a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, Wang Changmu's sword moves had the characteristics of the Lingyun Sect's beast attacks. At the beginning, Wang Changye's move "Black Tiger Claw" was an imitation of the jungle black tiger's stunt. And his trick "Spirit Snake Out of the Hole" is to imitate the stunt of the flying snake in the mountains when it shrinks to attack its prey.

Legend has it that when the flying snake attacks its prey, it will slightly shrink its upper limbs to secretly condense its strength, and when its body enters the best attack state, its forelimbs will suddenly rise up and make a swift blow to the prey. Due to the nature of the flying snake's cohesive attack, its attack is often unusually fast, and the prey cannot dodge, so it can achieve a successful blow.

At this time, the silver long sword in Wang Changmu's hand was really like a spirit snake that rushed towards Lin Shuai, rolling in a golden aura, and quickly attacked Lin Shuai.

Lin Shuai stared at Wang Changmu's fast-attacking long sword with his eyes fixed. At this time, he couldn't help but think of the scene of his decisive battle with the killer in black.

"It's another attack of the body law flow, the body law flow attack of the ninth order of qi refining, which made the little master suffer a loss. You are an eighth-order qi refining body flow, the master really doesn't believe it. ”

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Lin Shuai, who was defending with a single sword, was full of fighting spirit, and secretly clenched the hilt of his right hand.

"If you want to take down the master with this boring body, then you are dreaming!"

When the enemy recruits meet, it is extraordinarily red-eyed. I only heard Lin Shuai's long roar, and the defensive posture of a single knife and a horizontal chest turned into an attack posture of retracting the knife and cohesion.

"Hahaha...... Yes, yes, this little cub is really like that. If it hadn't been hinted at in advance, the old man would have been almost hidden. ”

Mu Yuanhua, who was outside the stage, listened to Lin Shuai's long roar, looked at his posture of knife cohesion, and was secretly happy.

Seeing that Wang Changmu's sword tip was about to attack his own approach, Lin Shuai, who had returned his sword cohesion, found the right time. "It's ...... for the master to die!"

I only heard Lin Shuai's long roar full of battle intent, and the Xuantie knife in his hand burst into flames.

"Yes, yes, yes...... That's it! The more like the better, only this kind of loss can make Wang Jingxuan's old puppet have more face! As long as the old puppet has face, he will bring you back safely for the sake of the teacher. ”

Mu Yuanhua stared at Lin Shuai's performance with great joy, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became.

"Flame draws slash!"

In a flash of lightning, Lin Shuai saw the sword attacking, and with a signature move, he swung it out.

Chu Yunxiao, who was on the side of the stands, stared at Lin Shuai with a knife with her eyes, she was anxious in her heart, clenching her fists vigorously, and the atmosphere was stuck in her throat.

"Husband, you must win!"

Everyone around the gaming table looked straight at Lin Shuai with their eyes. When they saw Lin Shuai's iconic slashing action, they couldn't help but celebrate in advance. I saw everyone clenching their fists and screaming hard.

"Oh yes, oh yes, yes, yes!"

The one-eyed boss who was blocked in the middle by everyone, it was different, I saw that after listening to the "yes" shouts of everyone around him, his heart was still hit hard, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

"It's over...... Now I can't pay off my gambling debts by selling my ass!"

Seeing that the attack of the two was about to be together, Wang Changmu, who was already nervous, stared at the fire blade in Lin Shuai's hand with both eyes, listened to his loud long hiss, and learned from Lin Shuai in the same way, and howled loudly.

"Pretending to be something, give you the prince to die!"

only heard Wang Changmu's hoarse and violent roar, and the killing moves of the two were finally together.

"Bang!!"

A deafening loud sound came out, and the spirit snake in Wang Changmu's hand and the fire blade in Lin Shuai's hand bit tightly together.

At this time, the two people on the field, the Xuantie knife in Lin Shuai's hand, burst upwards with fireworks, as if they wanted to burn each other to death. And the long sword in Wang Changmu's hand, the aura outside the sword body, galloping away, really like a spirit snake biting its prey, refusing to let go in the slightest. The spirit snake rolled wildly, the fire blade was monstrous, and the strongest blow of the two of them could really be described as an evenly matched fight.

"Squeak......!"

A series of piercing metal rubbing sounds came out, and the two blades on both sides clenched together, no one refused to let anyone take half a step, from the beginning of the competition in skills and moves, to the current strength of each other, fighting each other, fighting on a equal footing.

The so-called flamboyance is quite true, but it is not. As the "body of a mad python", Lin Shuai has a unique advantage in this kind of strength resistance. Compared with Wang Changmu, who gritted his teeth and was flushed, he seemed a little calm.

Lin Shuai, who originally wanted to use the other party's speed to hone his own moves, suddenly had no desire to continue in his heart. From the rise at the beginning, to the current tastelessness, he seems to have forgotten all the hints at the beginning of the master.

"Hmph! In the end, it is the speed of the eighth order of qi refining, which is still something that I can capture now. In that case, it's time for this game to end!"

Lin Shuai's right arm secretly condensed, waiting for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow to Wang Changmu. As long as this blow is attacked, Wang Changmu will have to leave a right arm disabled.

Mu Yuanhua, who was always paying attention to the process of the two-person fight, stared at Lin Shuai's right arm whose muscles were gradually bulging, and kept chanting silently. "Take a step back, take a step back......!"

I just saw that his Adam's apple was trembling, as if the atmosphere was stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to make any sound.