Yang Fenglou knew in his heart that the so-called gambling battle proposed by Hu Yangfeng seemed fair, but it was not. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Feilong is a master of the three-grade rivers and lakes, according to the Songshan Sword Party's understanding of Yang Fenglou, he thought that he stayed in the realm of the four-grade Jianghu martial arts, the three-grade to the fourth-grade, no matter what the content of the gambling fight is, the Songshan Sword Sect is sure to make money and not lose money.

However, how could Yang Fenglou be afraid of these?

waved the golden hoop stick in his hand, pointing directly at the Songshan Sword Sect and his party.

"Frontal betting, life and death!

However, you still have to make it clear that you are bearing the consequences. ”

"Oh, I don't know what Yang Shaoxia proposes?"

"If I win, you Songshan Sword Sect will tear down the mountain gate!"

As soon as the words came out, many disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect shouted and scolded, but Yang Fenglou smiled coldly.

"Yang had said today, since he dared to besiege the Shaolin Mountain Gate, he must be prepared to be avenged by Yang, and according to Yang's initial thoughts, he is ready to slaughter your Songshan Sword Sect!

If I win, your Songshan Sword Sect will demolish the mountain gate!

Otherwise, Yang will now spread the word to the Right Dragon Martial Army, no matter whether you win or lose this battle, you will also be removed from the Songshan Sword Sect on the rivers and lakes!"

The disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect were in a commotion again, but under Yang Fenglou's cold gaze, they actually quieted down, they also knew that many senior brothers and disciples died at his hands, if they really annoyed him, not to mention what kind of catastrophe the Right Dragon Martial Army would bring to the Songshan Sword Sect, that is, Yang Fenglou directly shot regardless of his identity, it was enough to cripple half of the Songshan Sword Sect!

Hu Yangfeng also understood this situation, and glanced at Great Elder Wu Feilong, before turning to Yang Fenglou.

"My Songshan Sword Sect, because you surrounded the Shaolin Mountain Gate, but now, you want to demolish the Mountain Gate of my Songshan Sword Sect for Shaolin......

Good!

My Songshan Sword Sect will fulfill Yang Shaoxia's chivalrous responsibility!

However, before you do it again, you still have to defeat my Great Elder of the Songshan Sword Sect!"

Yang Fenglou looked up to the sky and smiled, and after a while, the laughter gradually stopped, and his expression turned cold.

"Okay, you Songshan Sword Sect, wait for the mountain gate to be demolished!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stepped forward and smashed the word "show" on the broken plaque with one foot.

Seeing this, Wu Feilong shouted loudly and came out of the crowd.

One old and one young, in the eyes of everyone, approached quickly.

Hachijo!

The maximum control range of Wu Feilong's "potential" of the three products.

The Great Elder of the Songshan Sword Sect suddenly used the internal force of his whole body, and the momentum of "himself" exploded without reservation!

Yang Fenglou was not afraid and broke in!

The corners of Wu Feilong's mouth curled slightly, and a sneer slowly bloomed on his face.

He was really afraid that Yang Fenglou would wander around him and use his body to deal with him, but he didn't expect Yang Fenglou to be so unwise that he would break into the scope of his "potential", wouldn't life and death be all manipulated by himself?

I saw Yang Fenglou break into the "momentum", his body suddenly stagnated, and his speed inevitably slowed down.

Wu Feilong was overjoyed when he saw this, and exerted his strength again, and suddenly before, he wanted to make a quick decision, and resolutely did not give Yang Fenglou a chance to break away from his "potential".

Sanzhang!

Seeing that the killer was right in front of him, Wu Feilong clenched his teeth, his anger was blazing, his eyes were fixed on Yang Fenglou, and the Songshan heavy sword in his hand was already raised high, eager to smash the person in front of him with a sword.

Unexpectedly, he didn't see the panic on Yang Fenglou's face, but he also saw a sneer that the conspiracy had succeeded.

Wu Feilong suddenly had a bad premonition!

I saw Yang Fenglou suddenly exert force, a "momentum", and burst out!

More powerful than Wu Feilong's "potential"!

Yang Fenglou's "potential" instantly surrounded Wu Feilong, constantly squeezing his "potential" from all directions, and squeezing his "potential" in a radius of less than a foot in front of him.

"How is this possible!?"

Wu Feilong was suddenly shocked.

"When did you achieve the third grade!?"

"You...... You...... You ......"

When he escaped in his own hands in the evening, he was obviously a four-grade Jianghu martial artist, but after a few hours of not seeing him, he became a third-grade Jianghu master, and the "potential" was unusually strong, for him, a third-grade master who had been immersed in Sanpin for many years, he was able to fully suppress it!

This made Wu Feilong almost unable to speak!

Yang Fenglou laughed.

"Old Pifu, you have been making trouble with me again and again, and you still don't rely on the cultivation of the third-grade master!?

After finishing speaking, he went all out to run his own "potential", waved the wishful golden hoop stick in his hand, and hit his head!

At this time, Hu Yangfeng, the head of the Songshan Sword Sect, had just recovered from his fright, and suddenly rushed forward, heading straight for the precarious Great Elder Wu Feilong.

But unexpectedly, a ring knife blocked his way.

Qian Miao smiled as sinister as Yang Fenglou, and what he said was righteous and strict.

"Gambling on life and death, no interference!"

"We throw in the towel!"

Hu Yangfeng didn't do anything with Qian Miao, although he didn't know who was higher in martial arts between the two, but he knew that he had solved Qian Miao, and there was Dong Chang behind him, and he could still grab time to rescue Wu Feilong? Hu Yangfeng was not so arrogant, so he directly opened his mouth to admit defeat.

Qian Miao smiled.

"Admit defeat?

Hu Yangfeng gritted his teeth.

"Demolish it! Demolish it tomorrow! No, dismantle it overnight! Tell them to stop!"

Qian Miao nodded with satisfaction.

"I can still trust the words of the head of the Songshan Sword Sect......

Well, the public feud is over, but the personal grudge is not over!

There is no such thing as the Songshan Sword Sect and my Shaolin here, and after they fight, it is time for them to have a deep hatred in the sea of blood......

However, as a friend of Brother Yang, we can't sit idly by and watch others destroy the duel of life and death......"

"You ......" Hu Yangfeng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

At this time, Dong Chang also came over, first glanced at the many disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect, snorted coldly, and after turning to Hu Yangfeng, he suddenly glared.

"What? Just allow you to be a third-grade good player of the Songshan Sword Sect and bully the fourth grade, so you can't let the third-grade good hand bully and bully your great elder?

In a word, he said that Hu Yangfeng's face was red, and he had the heart to refute, but he was speechless, it was the life and death gamble he proposed, and now when he saw that the situation was not right, he wanted to end it, this matter was indeed not authentic, but he was unwilling, Wu Feilong was one of the only two third-grade masters in the Songshan Sword Sect, if he died, the Songshan Sword Sect would be equivalent to collapsing half of the sky, and he really couldn't help it.

Even when he was struggling, the battle over there still had a result.

Yang Fenglou pressed people with "momentum", and a set of chaotic cloak tactics made Wu Feilong powerless to fight back, and in the end, he caught Wu Feilong with a flaw and broke the legs of the great elder of the Songshan Sword Sect with a stick.

The winner has been decided!(To be continued.) )