"What don't you dare, Ben Shao said that I want you to go out this time, there is no underwear left, I have 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to suppress the outstanding victory," Wangcai is full of momentum, and he directly topped Ling Yulang.

"Ben Shao also has a thousand high-grade spirit stones to win the world," Xu Tianlong bet on the sidelines again.

"I have 500 high-grade spirit stones to lose the pit," Li Dacai also pressed the people to win.

They didn't know Liu Fan's stakes yet, and they were confidently waiting to collect the spirit stone gold coins, which were doomed to a fiasco.

"Okay, bet," Ling Yulang made a big bet with a smile, because Liu Fan's strength was clear to him, and winning was a sure thing.

The betting on the second floor is in full swing, and there is also a fierce battle in the ring, Wen Renjie turned into an eightfold palm gang with both hands and slapped Liu Fan, the palm shadow is heavy, like gold pouring iron injection, the strange runes are circulating, the brilliance is shining, the wind is fast, the strong wind hits the face, Liu Fan does not dare to be careless, his right hand clenches his fist, Tiangang's fist pushes forward, and the huge fist hits the eightfold palm.

Bang...... The fists and palms wanted to fight, and they collapsed with a bang, the brilliance soared into the sky, and the two of them each shook back, Liu Fan's arm trembled, and he took eleven steps backwards before he stabilized his figure.

Hey, what's going on, he is in the Qi Condensation Realm, controlling the Yuan Force, it won't be a hidden cultivation, but it's not like, his realm is only the seventh layer of the Qi Condensation Qi can't deceive people, Wen Renjie took five steps back, shocked, thinking about it, he looked at Liu Fan and said coldly: "Boy, I didn't expect that your strength at a young age is comparable to the congenital, I am very surprised, even if you master the Yuan Force, the condensation realm is the condensation realm, and in the eyes of the innate is still an ant." ”

"Yes, the outcome is still unknown, do you think you will win me? Come on, fight again," Liu Fan's expression was relaxed, smiling, and hooked his finger at Wen Renjie.

The two of them rose from the ground, jumped into the void, and fought together again, neither of them used weapons, fists and palms clashed, explosions continued, the brilliance soared into the sky, dazzling and beautiful, spreading to all sides, and the two figures chased in the void as fast as lightning, and fought fiercely.

"Damn, damn it, this is going against the sky, the seven layers of condensation qi are cultivated to produce Yuan Force, and Lao Tzu's two thousand high-grade spirit stones are pressed into small pits," an old man in gray robe from the Ji family directly added a bet.

"Brother Ji, I'm afraid your two thousand spirit stones are going to be lost, don't you see that little pit has been beaten? My opinion is the opposite of yours, my two thousand spirit suppresses Wen Ren Jiesheng," a middle-aged man in a blue robe from the Xu family also made an additional bet.

"That's not necessarily, I think that little pit has been hiding his strength, maybe he can really go against the sky, why don't we bet on it off the court, how about pressing two thousand?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't succeed, two thousand is two thousand," the middle-aged man surnamed Xu snorted coldly and said, and the two of them riveted directly.

"Wen Renjie played well, you must beat the small pit goods, Ben Shao is under heavy pressure on you, if you win, Ben Shao will give you one-tenth of the victory," Brother Wangcai, seeing that the battle on the stage was fierce and the victory was indistinguishable, he shouted loudly to cheer Wen Renjie up.

"Come on, come on,"

"Wen Renjie, you must fight for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has put all his net worth on you,"

"Mom, I'm going to be noisy, little pit goods, Ben Shao is the only one who can overpower you, and my future cultivation source depends on you,"

...............

The crowd on the viewing platform was surging, more than 99% of the people were shouting and threatening for Wen Renjie, and there were also a few alternative people cheering for Liu Fan.

"Small pit goods, come on, don't come, as long as you win, on the basis of one percent of the challenge gold, add one-fifth of the total amount of this bet to you," the people of the Colosseum Palace are anxious, the people who bet this time are almost one-sided and all the people who have won the news, once Liu Fan loses, one loss of five, the Colosseum Palace will lose millions of high-grade spirit stones, and in desperation, it is also a blood capital to motivate Liu Fan.

"Damn, the Colosseum is so shameless, it actually buys small pit goods like this," everyone in the stands was indignant, and some people scolded loudly.

"Everyone, gambling fights, there is no rule that the reward cannot be increased, and the palace has not violated the rules, you can also motivate the players who bet," a majestic voice suddenly came from the second floor, and immediately suppressed the excited crowd.

"Wangcai, Wangcai, look at the situation on the stage, this time you died again, you ate mine and spit it out for me, and took mine and gave it back to me?" Ling Yulang pointed to the ring and said with a smile.

"Hmph, fortune boy, are you blind, the little pit has always been at a disadvantage, passively beaten, and it is a matter of time before you lose," Wangcai's nostrils turned to the sky, humming, and said disapprovingly.

On the hottest No. 25 ring, Liu Fan has been fighting with Wen Renjie, and he has not used his real force, this is fishing, bang, he pretended to reveal a flaw, was punched in the chest, fell into the ring, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which seems to be very real.

"Okay, good, Wen Renjie played well, if you win, I'll introduce you to my beautiful little cousin," a young man in a gorgeous robe from the Sheng family in the stands shouted shamelessly, this encouragement was too fucking unusual, and was immediately despised by everyone.

Wen Renjie did a good job, continued to work hard, and beat the small pit goods into a pig's head......... The viewing platform on the second floor was hot, and there was constant laughter.

I'm going to add a thousand high-grade spirit stones.........

This is less than 300 high-grade spirit stones......

My old man raised 5,000 to press the Wenren Jiesheng............

In the ring, Liu Fan retreated, the Li family, the Xu family, the Sheng family, the Wen family, the Tong family, the Lu family, the Duan family, and the Lejia family...... The young masters and young ladies of many big families and middle-aged and elderly gamblers have increased their bets, and the number of bets has also increased to more than 12,000 people, the bet amount of the Colosseum Palace is more than 1.5 million high-grade spirit stones, and the amount of Zhu Licheng's outer plate is more than 700,000 high-grade spirit stones, and the ****** stones are also crazy.

"The pit goods deserve to be the pit goods, how many people will be killed in the pit this time," Ling Yulang was shocked for a while, cousin, cousin, you are too dark.

"Yes, so many people raise, Brother Xiaofan is really ruthless, I don't know how many people are going to cry and scold their mother in a while," Bei Nan and Ling Yulang looked at each other and smiled.

"Little pit goods, small pit goods, you really have a big game this time, you will definitely become a street rat in Phoenix City in the future, everyone will fight salty, I'm afraid there is no place to stand," Li Wei sighed and shook her head, and at the same time had to admire Liu Fan's generosity.

"Little boy, this time I have made a lot of money, if I lose, I will pay five or six million high-grade spirit stones, I am afraid that even the friends will change hands in the gambling house, I hope you don't let me down," Zhu Licheng was a little uneasy, this plate was a bit outrageously big.

The situation is reversed, the total amount of the Colosseum bet is more than 1.8 million, if it is according to the five times the loss, it will cost nearly 10 million high-grade spirit stones, the Colosseum Palace is afraid that it will change hands, the mysterious servant on the second floor finally couldn't sit still, and shouted loudly in a very macro voice: "Xiaokeng goods, you listen well, this battle is very critical, as long as you can win, our Colosseum Palace will reward you with two-fifths of the total amount of bets." ”

His grandmother's, two-fifths, the Colosseum is too ruthless, too shameless, the audience is excited, but there is no way, people really haven't violated the challenge rules.

As soon as Liu Fan heard the total amount of two-fifths of the pressure, he immediately lifted his spirits and asked loudly: "That senior, what you said is true?"

"Of course it's true, the people of the Colosseum Palace will do what they say, otherwise why would they gain a foothold in Phoenix City, only you win, and we will give you a lot of spirit stones, and escort you home," the mysterious voice on the second floor assured.

"Okay, you just wait to collect the spirit stones, but if you dare to repay the debt, the Colosseum Palace will not have to be opened," Liu Fan said loudly in a happy mood, with a threatening meaning in his words.

"Don't worry, as long as you win, we will never lose our words," the mysterious voice on the second floor said in a sonorous and serious voice.

"Boy, just rely on your ant-like things and still want to defeat this son, and you still want to get a reward, go dream, get out of here for me now," Wen Renjie was really slender, and took out a silver spear, this gun is seven feet five inches long, and there are two silver phoenixes engraved around the body of the gun.

This is definitely a treasure spear that surpasses the spirit crying device level, Liu Fan felt a strong sense of oppression, and he no longer hid it, the middle grade spirit weapon was protected, holding the golden sword in his hand, rising from the ground, avoiding a shot from the waist, and the golden sword drew a nearly zhang-long sword gang and slashed at Wen Renjie's head.

Wen Renjie reacted very quickly, raised his gun to block, and ...... He was under the pressure of Mo, and his feet stepped on the ground with two deep footprints, rubbing, rubbing, and retreating five or six steps in a row, a sword mark appeared on the silver spear, and he was horrified in his heart, and finally understood that the small pit had been hiding clumsy, just to use himself to fish, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

Liu Fan was shocked by the force, turned over a root in the air, the spiritual light behind him flashed, his body spun, and launched a fierce attack on Wen Renjie again, Tiangang Fist, Violent Fire Dragon, Taiyin Devouring Spirit Seal, together to his peak, Fist Gang broke through the air, the fire dragon flew, the big seal was pressed, and the entire ring was submerged in brilliance.

Bang...... Yes...... A large piece of the ring was blown off, and he fell under the ring with a scream, his body was injured, his clothes were tattered, poof, and several mouthfuls of blood were sprayed.

It's over, it's over, it's been pitted by a small pit again, I'm **** an immortal board...... Holy, it,...... It's too dark for the small pits...... The crowd on the viewing stage was extremely angry, scolded with hatred, and many of them vomited blood directly, which also became a 'beautiful scenery'.