Yin Ao still had to say more, Zhou Laozu smiled and said: "Two, there is no need to argue, you might as well bet on this game, Jin Ruotian and Ding Eighty-eight, five or five, at least bet 100 Zhongpin spirit stones." ”

"What? Old Ancestor, how can this Ding Eighty-Eight be open to Jin Ruotian? This is not fair!" Yin Ao said busily.

"Huh?" Zhou Lao Zu glared, and released a trace of the powerful aura of the Yuan Infant Period, "You dare to question the arrangement of this Old Ancestor?

"Oh...... Don't dare, don't dare. Yin Ao trembled, forced by the powerful aura, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

"Bet!" Zhou Laozu shouted.

"Yes, then...... I will deposit 500 medium-grade spirit stones in Ruotian. Yin Ao gritted his teeth and reported a sky-high number, which immediately caused a low cry from the surrounding Jin Dan, 500 Zhongpin Spirit Stones is not a small number, almost equal to half of the net worth of ordinary Jin Dan, of course, for the son of the head of a big sect like Yin Ao, it is not too big a number.

That Situ Jin pondered for a while and said, "Okay, I'll follow, I'll win eighty-eight victories, and 500 medium-grade spirit stones." ”

The other Jindan monks shouted again, but they didn't expect Situ Jin to be fearless at all, and he went head-to-head with Yin Ao.

Yin Ao glanced at him fiercely and scolded secretly: "Okay! Don't blame me, you are killing yourself, wait a while to see how you lose the spirit stone!" Thinking of Situ Jin's appearance after losing for a while, he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart for a while.

"I also bet on Ding eighty-eight to win, 500 medium-grade spirit stones, Yin Gongzi, do you dare to bet?" a crisp voice. Qingyun, who had been watching quietly, suddenly spoke.

Yin Ao was startled, and when he turned around and saw the clear eyes of Qingyun. couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Fairy Yun'er wants to bet?" It's easy to say, and this son is accompanied. There is just one condition, if you lose later, remember to accompany my son to drink and play the piano, okay?"

Yutai Qingyun smiled: "Okay!"

"Good...... Okay!" I didn't expect Lantai Qingyun to agree so happily, Yin Ao couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, looking at Tantai Qingyun's graceful and elegant figure, his heart was secretly refreshed: "Hehe, wonderful! There are countless people chasing her, but none of them succeed. I didn't expect that as soon as Ben Gongzi made a move, she would have to take the bait obediently!"

Just when he was obscene, he suddenly heard an old voice: "500 medium-grade spirit stones, 88 wins." ”

Yin Ao turned his head in astonishment, looked at Zhou Laozu and said, "Old ...... Ancestor, you ...... You're also betting on eighty-eight? No, isn't it Jin Ruotian?"

"Ding Eighty-eight, that's right!"

Surrounded by Jindan monks. Another exclamation.

The corners of Yin Ao's mouth flashed with a wry smile, and suddenly he felt that something was not quite right, he looked down and looked at the two figures standing still in the spirit field. The tense atmosphere in the arena seemed to be about to solidify, and he cursed secretly: "Damn! 1500 Zhongpin Spirit Stone is not a small number, if you lose." Not to mention the shame of this fucking boy, his fortune has to shrink by more than half! Jin Ruotian, you have to fight for breath!"

Below, Jin Ruotian suddenly opened his eyes. The spirit light flashed, and the spirit hoe in his hand was raised violently, and a layer of milky white sword light that was three inches thick and six inches long was filled with it, which was transformed by spiritual power.

The bright light of the sword was uncertain, reflecting his surroundings like a god.

"Huh?" Zhang Di sensed it, and also looked sideways.

I saw Jin Ruotian's eyes burning, and he suddenly shouted, and the spirit hoe in his hand drew a white arc of light, which fell down with a sharp momentum, and with a snort, it seemed to be gouged into the tofu, and a large lump of soil was dug up from the hard Sanpin Lingtian, and then a milky white aura erupted out.

Next, he did not mention the spirit hoe, but grasped the handle of the spirit hoe with both hands, moved quickly under his feet, and dragged it backwards, and saw the soil rolling like a wave, and a large stream of spiritual energy came out with a sneer, like a mud dragon rolling, and a ditch was dragged from beginning to end at once.

It is more than ten feet long, straight and flat, like a knife!

"What a sword technique!" Zhang Di sincerely admired, when he encountered such an opponent, he was also in awe, and he had a strong interest in Ling Xiao Sect's sword technique.

Above the clouds, Yin Ao said triumphantly: "See, right? Isn't this Jin Ruotian's sword mang's technique very powerful? I know that in order to practice well, he used the sword mang's technique on the spirit hoe, but he didn't work hard, and this Ding Eighty-eight was doomed!"

All the Jindan monks nodded secretly, and they all set their eyes on Zhou Laozu and Yutai Qingyun.

Zhou Laozu was unmoved, but just smiled and said: "It's too early to draw conclusions, Ding Eighty-eight hasn't made a move yet! ”

Below, Jin Ruotian heard Zhang Di's admiration, gasped, and turned his head to look at Zhang Di: "Hmph! You kid is very interesting, and you also know how powerful our Lingxiao Sect's sword skills are! I only need a stick of incense to hoe these three points, if you don't have the bottom, it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible! So as not to waste time." ”

Zhang Di saw him panting and his face turned pale, knowing that although this sword technique was powerful, he could refine his cultivation at the ninth level of qi, and every time he cast it, it would consume a lot of mana, so he had to stop for a while to rest and rest.

This made Zhang Di sure in his heart, if Jin Ruotian didn't have to stop at all, one hoe and one ditch, one hoe and one ditch, and only a dozen strokes could hoe the entire Lingtian, then he would only have to admit defeat.

After calculating, Zhang Di already had the certainty of winning in his heart, so he smiled slightly and said: "Ling Xiao Sect's sword technique is indeed powerful, but I think your cultivation is not enough, and you can't use it continuously, right?"

When Jin Ruotian heard what he said, his face couldn't help but sink.

"Hehe, it's my turn!" As soon as Zhang Di's voice fell, he suddenly rose into the air, jumped to a height of more than a zhang at once, held the spirit hoe high with both hands, and the spiritual light above was full of light, and his eyes were also staring at the spirit field below.

"What? This momentum?" Jin Ruotian was shocked, he found that somehow, although Zhang Di's cultivation did not exceed the fifth level of body refining, this fierce momentum was comparable to himself at the ninth level of qi refining.

"Hey!" I heard Zhang Di shout, and struck the spirit field with a heavy hoe, and then dragged it down, and his footsteps moved back quickly, and he dug out this ditch in a blink of an eye.

"What, you will too?" Jin Ruotian was shocked.

What surprised him even more was that Zhang Di did not stop, he rose into the air again, slammed the spirit hoe down, and dragged it down, digging out the second ditch.

Then, standing on the ground, he looked at Jin Ruotian with a smile on the corner of his mouth with a spirit hoe in both hands.

It seemed that Zhang Di's face was slightly pale, panting heavily, and the true yuan consumed should be equivalent to Jin Ruotian.

But what puzzled Jin Ruotian was that he used the sword technique, and Zhang Di did not use any spells, but he was able to run the true yuan so efficiently, and he dug two ditches in a row.

This...... What the hell is going on?

Could it be that the kid on the other side is hiding his strength, but he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Jin Ruotian's forehead suddenly sweated. (To be continued.) )