No one knows what kind of kung fu Xiao Wu Taishou practiced, and how powerful he was. But since he can be the official who guards the gate of the capital, his strength can also be imagined.

After defeating Qingjuan, Xie Qiang and Zuo Fengchen, Xiao Wu Taishou, who had lost his golden armor, rushed towards Xie Qiang like crazy, he wanted to kill Xie Qiang, kill everyone present, and then hang their bodies on the willow tree, so that all the monks who came to Xiaowu City knew the fate of daring to disobey his rules!

Zuo Fengchen observed his strength just now, it seems that he is beating people with physical strength, and he should be practicing martial arts!

At the most critical moment, Zuo Fengchen knew that if he didn't summon people again, they would all die on the spot.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng Chen hurriedly summoned the Wind Swordsman Xie Mian again.

"Don't want to kill my brother!"

A large knife dragged the gravel on the ground, and it turned out to form a tornado of stones. The tornado rushed and swept Xiao Wu Taishou directly in the air.

Such a big stone tornado, hmph, it's a god not to be killed by the stones!

Zuo Fengchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Broken!"

Zuo Fengchen just breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to burst out that the tornado was actually scattered! The gravel stopped flying, and all the spells disappeared.

Whatever you can, I only need to rely on my fists to break all your illusions!

To what extent has this person cultivated? Why would such a powerful person be willing to be a little Taishou here? Zuo Fengchen couldn't figure it out!

Seeing that Xiao Wu Taishou broke his tornado, Xie Mian frowned, but he reacted quickly, the wind knife brushed a few times, and a knife wind knocked Xiao Wu Taishou into the air again, Xie Mian took off again and waved the wind knife in his hand, and the sharp wind knife danced with Xie Mian, sending out a powerful knife qi to slash at the little Wu Taishou who was knocked in the air.

One punch, two punches, three punches, Xiao Wu Taishou actually waved the fist in his hand and was stunned to knock down the flying knife qi! That was a three-thousand-pound wind knife!

Not only Zuo Fengchen was dumbfounded, but even Xie Mian was dumbfounded, he already felt that he was going to lose this battle.

Sure enough, after blocking the wind knife, Xiao Wu Taishou burst out again, his clothes were propped up by the wind, and with a pop, the wind that wrapped him dissipated.

"What other tricks do you have? Tell you ants, even if you invite Da Luo Jinxian, I'm not afraid! Hahaha!"

Little Wu Taishou laughed loudly, Wumeng Kingdom, except for his ascended senior brother Wumeng Emperor, who is his opponent? Sooner or later, he will defeat the Zuo Emperor, kill the prime minister, and become this Wumeng Emperor himself!

From then on, all beings in Wumeng, when he said to live, he lived, and when he said to die, he died!

"Interesting, really interesting. ”

A city appeared out of thin air in the sky, and that city was like a mirage, but this mirage was so clear that even the voice of the voice seemed to be in the ears.

The city in the sky fell to the ground with a thud, and the city covered the whole of the little black city. When such a big city fell, everyone who was frightened couldn't help but raise their hands to protect their heads.

Outside the window, flying sand and rocks.

Inside, the candlelight flickered.

"Where is this? What kind of illusion is this? No matter what kind of illusion you are, you can't help me!"

Although Xiao Wu Taishou was a little flustered, he was forced to be calm, and the person who could move a city, what kind of realm was his magic powerful?

A long table, on the other end of the table appeared a man, he was wearing a black cowboy hat, his handsome face was hidden under the cowboy hat, he was out of place in this world.

That's right, he's the Doomsday Gambling Saint!

"It's you, I'm going to kill you!"

Xiao Wu Taishou waved his fist and ran to the side of the Doomsday Gambling Saint like a gust of wind, and his raised fist seemed to be able to shatter the world!

"Why not take a gamble?"

The Doomsday Gambling Saint lifted his hat, and he sat at the gambling table without moving, as if Mount Tai.

"Good. ”

As soon as the doomsday gambling holy words fell, I didn't expect that the angry little Wu Taishou who had just said it suddenly became so easy-going, he was like a child who made a mistake, put away his fists, and sat on the chair made of crocodile skin next to the gambling table.

"Bet on what?"

"You, you demon!"

As soon as Xiao Wu Taishou sat down, his lost mind quickly recovered, and sure enough, he was a master, and the Doomsday Gambling Saint frowned.

"Come on, win, these are yours, take them!"

The Doomsday Gambling Saint pointed to the table, and a royal robe appeared on the table, as well as a crown inlaid with the best jade beads from the South China Sea!

In addition to the royal robe and crown, there was also a jade seal placed on the table.

"Imperial power!"

Looking at this royal symbol, Xiao Wutaishou's eyes were foggy, and he could no longer resist the temptation and sat down again.

"What am I going to bet on?"

"Your soul. ”

"Oh......"

Zuo Fengchen looked at Xiao Wu Taishou, the two rays of light in his eyes had been struggling, Zuo Fengchen knew that he was fighting in his heart, it was his mind and the gambling intent of the Doomsday Gambling Saint who was fighting.

No one will refuse the Doomsday Gamble.

"How to bet?"

Xiao Wu Taishou raised his head and looked at the Doomsday Gambling Saint, and the Doomsday Gambling Saint thought about it

Faced with the temptation of the crown, Xiao Wu Taishou gradually lost his mind. The ultimate move of the Doomsday Gambler is like this, he can take advantage of human greed and then plunge them into an endless abyss.

"How do we bet?"

Xiao Wu Taishou suddenly sat up from the chair, and then slapped it on the table, if it weren't for the illusion of the gambling table, I'm afraid this palm would have broken a long time ago.

"Dice?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Poker?"

"No!"

"Mahjong?"

"No!"

The Doomsday Gambling Saint kept changing the gambling equipment in his hands, but he couldn't impress Xiao Wu Taishou after all, because those things were too avant-garde, so Xiao Wu Taishou couldn't accept it at all!

"So what else can we bet on?"

The Doomsday Gambling Saint also roared!

The two of them are looking at each other like this, they can't gamble!

"Bet on boxing, it's the fairest!"

Seeing that the two hesitated, Zuo Fengchen couldn't help shouting beside him. Yes, guessing boxing is the most exciting, and a game is determined to be won or lost, simple and rough!

"Guess the boxing?"

The Doomsday Gambling Saint looked at Zuo Fengchen questioningly, Zuo Fengchen didn't speak, because after all, guessing boxing is not like mahjong and poker, and it can also rely on skills, and this thing can completely rely on luck!

Unless, deceit, but at the point where your fists and feet are so successful that you punch a true immortal, you compare the speed with others' hands and feet, which is simply ridiculous.

"Just guess the box!"

Xiao Wu Taishou sneered for a while, hum, and asked for his own death.

Guessing boxing is more than luck, but it's more about whose eyes are faster. Presumably, the gambling saint in front of him, compared with his own fist and foot master, is not inferior to one or two points.

"Guess the box, guess the box!"

After the Doomsday Gambling Saint finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, and the two of them stepped on the gambling table like this, stretching out their two hands to prepare to guess the box. In order to prevent people from cheating, Zuo Fengchen also ran over to be a referee. Looking at someone to testify, Xiao Wu Taishou was instantly relieved.

"Win or lose in one game! If you win, the crown, yellow robe, and jade seal will be yours! If you lose, your soul will be mine!"

After the gambling saint finished speaking, Xiao Wutai watched over him, and then looked at the throne he dreamed of on the table, and he suddenly said: "Win, you people, all of you will be slaves for me and obey my jurisdiction!"

"Promise you!"

"Promise you!"

Zuo Fengchen and the Doomsday Gambling Saint agreed very happily, this thing in front of them, if the Doomsday Gambling Saint wins, they will be saved, if the Doomsday Gambling Saint loses, they are a dead word anyway!

So if you don't fight, you have to fight!

"Let's get started!"

"Let's go!"

The eyes of the two people were like torches, staring at each other.

"Fist!"

"Cloth!"

Xiao Wu Taishou shouted a fist, and the Doomsday Gambling Saint hurriedly shouted a cloth.

They stared at each other's eyes like this, but they didn't look at the outstretched hand, it was this shout, and Xiao Wu Taishou smiled.

"The milk stinks before it dries, compare with me, I'll let you lose until your parents don't know you!"

"Really?

As soon as the two of them lowered their heads, Xiao Wu Taishou was instantly dumbfounded.

"No, you're clearly cloth, you're clearly paper, I'm scissors, how can you be a fist!"

Xiao Wu was too panicked, and the Doomsday Gambling Saint sneered: "My gambling skills have been cultivated to the point of gambling honorable, how can you win me......?

It turned out that when Xiao Wu Taishou shouted a fist, he knew that the instinctive reaction of people must be out of the cloth. However, he just shouted, but the clever little Wu Tai kept out the scissors, because the scissors cut the cloth!

However, people are like this, sometimes smart is mistaken by smart.