"Arrogance!" "Arrogant!" The waves and clouds seemed to be defined, both shocked and angry, and at the moment the infusion of the Yuan Force was increased, and the terrifying aura that destroyed everything continued to swarm towards the direction where Nan Jiantian was.

Somehow Nan Jiantian gave up 'resistance', but Feng Gang, the courtyard master who was sitting in the stands, could see it clearly.

Just as Nan Jiantian withdrew the magic circle placed in front of him, a mysterious cave appeared on his chest, and that kind of aura was so familiar, for a while, he couldn't guess why he had such a familiar feeling, which made him extremely stunned.

It turned out that at the critical moment, Nan Jiantian placed the blue spirit bead in front of him, and in order to hide people's eyes, he deliberately transformed it into a cave sky.

The terrifying sword qi gushing out of the Cloud Turning Sword pierced into this mysterious cave heaven in one go, without causing the slightest ripple, as if it had sunk into another piece of time and space, and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Lang Chuyun couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and the 'Cave Heaven' in front of him easily erased his killing blow, and gave him an unprecedented sense of crisis, a sense of uneasiness enveloped his heart.

"I don't believe that I can't break you, the Shenjiang River will break the waves!"

The sword momentum of the waves and clouds surged towards Nan Jiantian, and soon his figure was covered, and the screen in the sky blocked Nan Jiantian's retreat.

Seeing that Nan Jiantian's figure was shrouded, the Cloud Turning Sword in his palm waved, and a huge sword qi emerged at the front end of the Cloud Turning Sword, coming straight from the momentum of the Shenjiang River's broken waves.

A huge sword qi pierced into the cave in Nan Jiantian's chest, the waves of the clouds turned hideous, the cloud turning sword erupted with amazing power, and the terrifying power gushed out wildly, and the raging sword qi poured into Nan Jiantian's body, frantically destroying the vitality in his body.

The waves churned over the clouds and even stirred the sword momentum, increasing the trauma, intending to hit Nan Jiantian hard in one fell swoop.

It's just that for some reason, the feeling of uneasiness in Lang Chuyun's heart lingered, and he even felt that he had stepped into a trap, and this battle would not end so easily.

Sure enough, Nan Jiantian did not suffer a heavy blow as he imagined, the moment the Cloud Turning Sword and the Heavenly Sword Qi poured into his body, the internal 'Mysterious Space' collapsed, and the violent sword qi that rushed forward in the madness continued to impact the mysterious will.

Then, Lang Chuyun showed a terrifying gaze, unfortunately his sword aura awakened a powerful mysterious being, he seemed to see the awakening of a troll, and a great divine thought oppressed him almost to his knees.

He was about to pull out the Cloud Turning Sword, but he found that the Cloud Turning Sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it didn't move at all.

What's even more terrifying is that Lang Chuyun noticed that the essence inside the Cloud Flipping Sword was like water that opened the floodgates, continuously leaking towards the mysterious space.

Then, the Yuan Force in his body uncontrollably poured into the mysterious whirlpool like a trickle along the sword body, like a bottomless pit, greedily devouring the essence of the Cloud Turning Sword and the strong Yuan Force in his body.

With all this going on, Lang Chuyun could even see that the heavy sword body of the Cloud Churning Sword was shrouded in a layer of invisible and fine crack marks, and the indestructible Cloud Churning Sword was cracking inch by inch.

"No!" Lang Chuyun roared, retreated sharply, and pulled out the Cloud Churming Sword, he had a feeling of getting out of the quagmire and regaining his life.

"How did you do that?" the waves asked sharply before they stabilized their figures.

However, what replied to him was a golden light hand, and Nan Jiantian's 'Ming King Handprint' palm was like a mountain mark on his chest.

Nan Jiantian was like a fierce dragon that had been suppressed, and at this moment it burst out with amazing divine might.

Lang Chuanyun felt the amazing power and coercion on Nan Jiantian's handprint, but he couldn't avoid it because of the lack of strength, so he could only sacrifice his true qi to protect his body with all his might.

"Bang!"

The furious palm power broke through the body protection true qi without any suspense, and the purple true qi-shaped light curtain, under the impact of King Ming's handprint, had been pressed into it, and finally shattered overwhelmed.

The waves rolled over the clouds like a flat boat in the rapids of a river, flying backwards in this frantic palm, falling to the ground, vomiting blood.

Looking at Nan Jiantian, his eyes were full of fear.

"Accept!" Nan Jiantian said with grace to the waves under the stage.

For this opponent, Nan Jiantian can be said to have a lot of respect, this person's comprehension of kendo has reached the ultimate level, he has already surpassed his peers, and his future achievements are even more limitless.

"Finally, let him take that step!" the deputy courtyard master's face distorted.

"This year's championship competition will be a battle of dragons and tigers, but I don't know who will be better than Nan Jiantian or Du Fei. Courtyard Master Feng Gang secretly thought.

At the moment when the waves were overturned, the man in the fancy clothes in the stands almost stood up in shock, but he didn't expect that Nan Jiantian, who had been suppressed to the death, actually reversed the defeat at the last moment.

"I'm afraid that this result will disappoint my seniors. Long Xingyu on the side got up and said.

Today's young people are really unfathomable, and they are expected everywhere. Although the man in the Chinese costume didn't seem to be unhappy when he lost, he looked at Long Xingyu with admiration.

"The previous bet can be completely ignored, and the seniors don't have to take it to heart. ”

"A gentleman's words are difficult to chase, I have never failed to count what I Wan, this is 10 million gold coins, and the little brother can go to Wanbao Pavilion at any time to cash out. As he spoke, the young man in Chinese costume handed Long Xingyu a card made of dark and mysterious materials similar to a stored value card.

Long Xingyu felt the slightest forbidden fluctuation contained in it, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and looked at the mysterious middle-aged man in front of him with a smile without blinking.

"In this way, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

"Wan Mou still has important things to do today, take the first step, tomorrow we will continue the unfinished gamble here, what do you think, little brother?" From beginning to end, the man in Chinese clothes maintained a charming smile.

"The younger generation should be with him to the end. Long Xingyu bowed and said.

The man in the costume smiled heartily and strode away.

It wasn't until the other party had been gone for a long time that Long Xingyu straightened up, he breathed a sigh of relief, a chill was conveyed on his back, and his clothes were already soaked.

'This person has a generous hand and spends a lot of money, I am afraid that the identity of Phoebe is an ordinary person. Long Xingyu thought to himself.

"Do you know who this person is?" he asked Shi Xingkong, the thinker beside him.

"Based on the following speculation, this person is very likely to be the richest man in Jiangnan, Wan 3000, his business territory is extremely extensive, all over the grain transportation, salt roads, ticket stores, official weapons supply, etc., and even the Wanbao Pavilion, which is known as the 'Ten Thousand Treasure Treasury', is under his command, which can be described as extremely wealthy. Just now he called himself 'Wan Mou', and used the bills issued by Wanbao Pavilion with a strong prohibition as the payment of gambling money, and all indications indicate that this person is ten out of ten ten is 13,000. Shi Xingkong said extremely cautiously.

"Your analysis is very reasonable, Wan San Qian, as the richest man in the empire, has always been low-key, and has always lived in seclusion, it is true that few people have seen his true face, but I don't know why he appeared here alone?" Long Xingyu said thoughtfully.

"Your Highness doesn't know that Wan Sanqian is the richest man, naturally many people have thoughts about him, but it is only because of his supreme protection that these people are discouraged. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Although Wan San Qian looks like a person, he secretly has the 'Four Ghosts of Tianchi' Protector, and the Four Ghosts of Tianchi are formless and colorless, and they will only appear when Wan San Qian is in danger. ”