There are already good things in the crowd who offer odds for this, with one fight seven, betting on Han Shi to win this game, and if it is betting on Sun Shuo to win, it is betting on ten to one, Zhao Chufeng, is this good thing.

Zhao Chufeng's cultivation is just ordinary, but in the Xuanyang Gate, he is slightly famous, this person has eight or nine months in a year, and he haunts the trading place, in order to earn spirit stones.

This person's talent for cultivating is far less than his sense of smell in business, and in the past few years, this person has earned a lot of wealth in that trading place, but this time Dabi was sniffed by this person as an opportunity to make a lot of money.

Before Han Shi played against Sun Shuo, this person had already opened several gambling games, with his unique sense of smell, in winning and losing, losing small and winning big, and finally gradually accumulated hundreds of spirit stones, this amount is a huge amount of money for Zhao Chufeng.

Until today, Han Shi's appearance made Zhao Chufeng unable to hold back and gambled again.

Once the odds were opened, they immediately attracted many disciples to bet, of course, the vast majority of them were betting on Sun Shuo to win, only three or four disciples, small bet on Han Shi, these people, are all holding a fluke, in case of an accident, they should be able to fight big with a small fight.

Seeing that the bets on Sun Shuo to win became more and more, Zhao Chufeng's face gradually became difficult to see, he couldn't imagine that the bet on Han Shisheng was less than thirty spirit stones, and these were far from enough for him to pay off the compensation for Sun Shuosheng.

In Zhao Chufeng's hands, there are already nearly 30,000 lower grade spirit stones, all of which are bet on Sun Shuo to win, once Han Shi is defeated, he will have to pay nearly 3,000 lower grade spirit stones for this.

Zhao Chufeng's face gradually turned pale, this amount, even if he loses his net worth, he can't afford it, he has regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't be greedy for it.

Among them, there are 12,000 of the Li brothers who belong to Feitian Peak, and the murderous reputation of the Li brothers has already spread among the disciples of Xuanyang Sect, if he does not pay for the spirit stone, he Zhao Chufeng may have to lose his life.

Now he is unthinkable, even if he tears his face, his cultivation is only Ning Yuan Sanzhong, and he has just gotten rid of the identity of a miscellaneous disciple this year, and he can't imagine that he will fall into such a difficult situation because of a moment of greed.

Just when Zhao Chufeng lowered his head and was devastated, he only felt a biting cold coming towards him, his expression couldn't help but be stunned, and when he looked up, it was Qi Yunfeng's senior brother, Han Yu, Zhao Chufeng's face suddenly appeared with a smile, he knew very well the origin of Han Yu and Han Shi.

Everyone's optimism could not bring Sun Shuo the slightest confidence, since Han Shi appeared in front of him, there was a trace of sweat in his palms, he could feel that an invisible pressure was coming like a huge wave, and others could not see the oppression he felt.

Han Shi just stood still, like an abyss.

Sun Shuo glanced at Han Shi deeply, this person gave him a feeling that he couldn't see through, the only thing that was certain was that this person's true strength was by no means the surface of Ning Yuan Sevenfold, if he despised it, he would be defeated.

With his vitality agitated, Sun Shuo slapped the storage bag, and a big sword more than three feet long suddenly appeared in his hand.

Sun Shuo held the sword to the sky, and suddenly there was a silver thread flashing on the sword body, and under the wild dance, with a trace of low thunder, a touch of silver seemed to flow on the sword body, as if it could devour the mind, and people didn't want to look away when they saw it.

"This sword is called the Thunder Sword, it can absorb the power of thunder and lightning, and the power is huge, so you should be careful. Sun Shuo's face turned straight and said to Han Shi.

Hearing this, Han Shi's face showed a strange look, and he also raised his right hand half, and a silver light appeared, appearing in Han Shi's hand, about four feet long, just enough width for Han Shi to grasp, and the sharp point of the tip made the void in front of him crackle.

This is a gun, the silver on the surface is more pure, "This is a thunder gun, I didn't want to expose it, but since Brother Sun also cultivates the thunder technique, I should accompany him to the end in today's battle." ”

Sun Shuo was slightly stunned, this thunder and lightning supernatural power is very powerful, extremely difficult to control, even in the Tibetan Scripture Building, there are few exercises about thunder and lightning, he thought that among the disciples of this generation, there will be no second person who can control the thunder and lightning.

Five years ago, Sun Shuo was the only Lei Linggen in Xuanyang Gate.

Zhou Yi is pupils shrank slightly, and a strange smile flashed across his face, others must have thought that Han Shi could have today's strength, it must be related to him, only he knows best, until today, he is also the first time to see that Han Shi can actually exert the power of thunder and lightning.

How many secrets is he, a precious disciple, hiding?

Zhou Yi secretly planned that after staying in Dabi, he would inevitably have a heart-to-heart with Han Shi, he didn't have the intention of being angry, but just wanted to know more about Han Shi, worried that Han Shi would take a detour on the cultivation path.

Now, he no longer has any doubts about Han Shi's talent in cultivation.

True talent is by no means just looking at the spiritual root.

Looking at Han Yu's back as he turned away, Zhao Chufeng took a long breath, a wry smile appeared on his face, but he was extremely envious in his heart, this Han Yusheng had a good life, as a personal disciple of Xuanyangzi, the cultivation was already a medium-grade spirit stone.

And before, every month, he could only receive three lower grade spirit stones from the sect, this number, after he stepped into the triple last month, increased to five, if according to this number, in a year, it would be sixty, ten years, it would be six hundred.

Six hundred low-grade spirit stones are only equivalent to six medium-grade spirit stones.

And this Han Yu, as soon as he made a move, was four hundred medium-grade spirit stones, this number made Zhao Chufeng's gaze stay on it for ten breaths before leaving with difficulty.

Of course, Zhao Chufeng knew very well that if Han Shi won this game, what he would have to pay would be 2,800 medium-grade spirit stones, which was enough to knock him into Huangquan and never turn over.

It's just that how could he lose, his current mood is only indescribable excitement, in his eyes, the distant Han Yu, like a Buddha in ten thousand families, was sent down by God to bless him.

These medium-grade spirit stones, after going out to pay the three thousand lower-grade spirit stones, what is left is enough for him to rank among the disciples of the higher level, and from now on, his status will also rise with these middle-grade spirit stones.

Zhao Chufeng's face showed the brightest smile since he was born.

A ray of lightning swept through the air, and before it hit the green shadow, it suddenly burst open, turning into dozens of more dense electric rays, showing the shape of an open and closing umbrella, shrouding away, but the green shadow did not dodge or dodge, and under the head of the silver spear shadow in his hand, a lot of electric rays were also emitted, which in turn shrouded the attacking umbrella-shaped electric rays.

And the next moment, under the staggering of the two figures, the power grid suddenly flickered, and bursts of thunder roared in the void, shocking the audience.

The place where the sword and the spear touched was the source of the net of thunder and lightning, and the two of them did not give in to each other, and the blades could not be separated under the force of this thunder and lightning.

Suddenly, this contest turned into a competition between the two of them to cultivate thickness.

The control of thunder and lightning requires a lot of vitality, and whichever of the two does not succeed will be defeated immediately.

A faint excitement flashed in Sun Shuo's eyes, Han Shi was able to defeat Qin Lin, naturally he had his advantages, but if he was not better than his supernatural powers, only compared to Yuan Li, he was confident that he would never lose to Han Shi.

Han Shi's eyes were full of calm, if he did his best, it would not be like this, and this move was exactly what he wanted, there was no need to hit Sun Shuo hard in order to win, he could see that this Sun Shuo was the best in cultivation, and his heart was even more resolute, and he would be the pillar of Xuanyang Gate in the future.

Suddenly, he had been staring at Zhou Yi in the field, his brows furrowed slightly, his frown had nothing to do with the fight, if Han Shi wins, he is naturally happy, if Han Shi loses, he doesn't care, no matter whether he wins or loses, Han Shi is his only disciple of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi could feel that Luo Yunfeng's mountain protection array had a slight fluctuation.

After Zhou Yi transmitted the matter to Xuanyangzi, he quietly took a few steps back, and disappeared in an instant, everyone was attracted by Han Shi and Sun Shuo, and very few people noticed it.

Only Han Shi's heart moved, and the afterglow swept by, just in time to see the scene of Zhou Yi's teleportation disappearing.

Zhou Yi appeared on Luo Yun Peak silently like a ghost, his spiritual sense swept over, and Luo Yun Peak was like a mirror up and down, except for a few claustrophobic places, nothing was missing.

Zhou Yi's eyes were more cautious, and he checked the remaining places, and there was nothing abnormal, Zhou Yi was a little relieved, his face gradually became calm, and after a few glances, he nodded slightly, turned around and waved his sleeves, and the figure fluctuations gradually faded and disappeared.

With Zhou Yi's departure, Luo Yunfeng was silent again, and only when the mountain wind whistled past, did he seem a little angry.

Time passes, and the rest ...... 120 interest...... 160 interest...... 190 ......

At the moment when the second hundredth breath arrived, a figure appeared on the top of Luoyun Peak like a ghost.

Unexpectedly, this figure is none other than Zhou Yi.

There are often clouds, praying mantis catching cicadas, and yellow finches behind!

Zhou Yi, the yellow finch, killed a horse gun, and the time of two hundred breaths is enough to make many people lose their vigilance and patience, so as to expose their hiding, which is observed by him, and the depth of Zhou Yi's scheming can be seen.

It's just that this scheming, in the past few hundred years, is not nothing, it's just that he rarely uses it, and his heart is like a dead person, where is there still the idea of using scheming.

And all this, after Han Shi's arrival, there was a slight change, and Zhou Yi's long-withered heart seemed to have a hint of revival with Han Shi's growth.

Zhou Yi's figure flashed everywhere in Luo Yunfeng, leaving an afterimage, and the spiritual sense also spread out, and no trace of wind and grass could avoid Zhou Yi's detection.

After half a sound, Zhou Yi took a deep breath, the doubt in his eyes finally faded, his brows furrowed again, and under the pinch, the coercion emitted by the mountain protection array was immediately more than doubled, and this level of power was enough to make Yuandan Monk have no return.

In this way, except for a few people, this mountain protection array will completely protect Luo Yunfeng, and after doing all this, Zhou Yi finally put his mind at ease, did not look back, and flew in the direction of Fan Chen Valley.