Before the war between the Demon God and Ye Linfeng began, the Gangji Continent had already exploded, and there was a lot of uproar between the cultivation world and ordinary people and high-ranking officials and nobles, and people began to bet on the outcome of this battle.

There are many wealthy businessmen who do not hesitate to spend a lot of money to bet on the Demon God to win, and those ordinary people are almost all betting on the Demon God to win, and only a few people bet that Ye Linfeng will win or survive.

Ye Linfeng's third senior brother, Jiang Zhuofeng, almost bet on all the family funds, and he bet that Ye Linfeng would win.

Dongyuan Lingzhou, mixed Yuan Xianzong.

"What if we lose? This is all our father's belongings, and if we lose, we will go bankrupt. Xiong Biaobiao stood in front of Zhang Zhuofeng, straightened his clothes for him, and said to him gently.

"If you lose, don't you still have your family, it's a big deal to make a comeback, what's the use of asking for so much money, if you really lose, are you willing to accompany me to live an ordinary life. Jiang Zhuofeng gently stroked Xiong Biaobiao's pretty face and said to her.

"That's natural, I'll persuade your father-in-law to stake my family's wealth as well. Xiong Biaobiao said.

"Wouldn't it be too wasteful to do that. ”

"No, it won't. ”

This little couple is like a pair of idiots grinning and giggling, and the combined family background of the two of them is already half of Dongyuan.

In the Gangji Continent, whether it is the temple or the folk wine shop and gambling house, they are all talking about the matter of the demon god and Ye Linfeng.

Although people are very afraid of the Demon God, they all hope that the Demon God can win, especially those forces in the cultivation world, who are dreaming that Ye Linfeng will be killed by the Demon God.

The previous Ye Linfeng had always been a "once-in-a-hundred-year" little waste in the eyes of the people of the Gangji Continent, and he had always been the object of ridicule in the cultivation world, and people were angry about his rise at this time.

The reason for the anger is very simple, because of jealousy, why can a little waste progress so fast, why is the mixed yuan mother essence in his body, why, what is the basis for this qiē, why would he give this little waste salted fish a chance to turn over, but he did not get the great opportunity of the mixed yuan mother essence.

But have they ever thought of a young man who has not yet enlightened his mind, in order not to involve the sect, wandering alone in the Gangji Continent, countless times of escaping death, countless times of sleeping in the open, have they ever thought of it?

Since I can't think of it, I can't understand the happiness and pain of being chased by a dog all over the street for a piece of dry and hard steamed buns after Ye Linfeng was seriously injured.

It's been a few days since then, and the news of a young man and a swordsman fighting near the Blue Wolf Pass on the border of the Central Regions has also spread on the Gangji Continent.

Shui Wuxian has been healed by his disciples Gong Bai and Xu Minglu back and forth to Shuiwu Villa, it seems that the injury is not light, not only has he lost an arm, but even the tear-stained sword that has been with him all the time has been destroyed.

People have already guessed that the swordsman who fought against a young man in the Green Wolf Pass is Shui Wuxi, but who that young man is, people don't know, but they appreciate that young man very much in their hearts.

The person who can make the Great Grandmaster of the Sword Dao, Shui Wuxi, abolish an arm and self-destruct the sword fetus, is already amazing.

People are speculating that the young man should be the heir of an immortal ancient inheritance, and they all say that if this young man fights against the demon god, he may be able to win by luck, as for that Ye Linfeng, he is really a mantis arm as a car, and he can't do anything.

Except for a few people from the Water Mist Villa, no one would know that the young man who seriously injured Shui Wuxian was Ye Linfeng.

Just when everyone thought that no one would stand up to stop the demon god, a woman stopped the way again.

A pair of eyes with low autumn water, two long paintings of Meichun Mountain, skin reflecting snow, black hair like satin, fairy-like figures.

This person is Qiushui, that day, Ye Linfeng was not afraid of life and death to save her, and today, she blocked the way of the demon god for her man.

"Who are you?" said the Demon God in a voice like a broken gong.

"The Ye Linfeng you want to kill is my man. Qiushui said calmly to the demon god.

Qiushui's personality is not the same as Song Ruqin's, Song Ruqin's personality is charming and lively, while Qiushui is slightly mature and stable, and only in Ye Linfeng's arms will she be coquettish.

The demon god nodded, didn't talk nonsense with Qiushui, and directly attacked and killed.

A black long sword condensed into his hand, and he waved his hand towards Qiushui and slashed away, this black long sword was full of black flames that were slowly flickering, full of demonic energy.

Qiushui pulled out a thin sword, this thin sword was reforged by Qiushui's master's sword spirit furnace, and the sword body had changed into a zigzag snake shape, the sword body was engraved with snake scale fine lines, and the tip of the sword was slightly red.

The Snake Sword, a sword recreated from the Sword Spirit Forge Divine Sword.

Qiu Shui looked at the black magic sword with an indifferent expression, the tip of the snake sword in his hand was lightly raised, and a red sword light flashed away.

The sword light transformed into a red light snake, and the next moment it appeared in front of the black magic sword, snorted, and fought with it.

The demon god pulled back the black magic sword sideways, slashed through a large arc, and with a bang, the hilt of the demon sword flew out of the palm of his hand, and the castration was like a dragon.

The magic sword flew in front of Qiushui.

Qiushui crossed the sword in front of his chest, and the magic sword slammed into the snake sword, shining brightly.

The power of this sword was very great, and Qiushui was hit by this sword and fell backwards again and again, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

Qiushui wanted to fight again, but he was directly disturbed by the powerful demonic energy of the demon god, and the demonic qi swung out by the demon god condensed into a black spear.

At the same time, the magic sword that flew out had also returned to the hands of the demon god, and Qiu Shui held the snake Ji sword to resist, and before Qiu Shui could fight back, the black magic sword flew again.

In the face of such a fierce attack from the demon god, Qiushui couldn't resist it, and was picked by the black spear, fell to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

A white-haired swordsman suddenly appeared and sent Qiushui to a white-shirted swordsman.

The white-haired knife man stepped like a gang and patted the delicate short knife on his waist.

The short knife warehouse flew out with a bang, like a white dragon going out to sea, and the knife was full of swords.

The demon god snorted coldly and said, "Another one to die." "With that, the black spear and the black magic sword went into battle together.

The short knife was unsheathed and returned to its sheath, flying back and forth between the demon god and the white-haired swordsman.

The short knife Chunxiao, which ranked 21st on the list of famous weapons, was born.

The Chunxiao short knife was returned to the sheath again, the white-haired knifeman twisted his waist, jumped sideways and flew up, and with a loud bang, a white dragon condensed by a gang qi shook a big tail.

Laugh at!

Dao Gang and the black spear of the demon god rubbed with the black magic sword, and the black mist on the spear and the magic sword disappeared.

"Spring Dawn. The demon god looked at the short knife in the white-haired swordsman's hand that was unsheathed again, and said these two words indifferently.

"Exactly. The white-haired knife man said, and once again took out the knife in style.