Chen Hemin's face is still a little bit, although she has not been in the Holy Land for a long time.

Chiba Ting didn't want to offend Chen Hemin, but Qiu Zhou, who was an elder of the outer gate, was also a person with a background, so he wouldn't care about Chen Hemin, even if she was very talented.

"Chen Hemin, this person has committed the great crime of insulting the Holy Land, there will be no misunderstanding, don't say that he is just your friend, even if it is your own brother, he should be killed, now you get out of the way!" Qiu Zhou ordered in a deep voice.

Chen Hemin hurriedly said, "It turns out that Uncle Shi is also here, and the disciple is polite, but the disciple doesn't understand that Qianqiu has only just entered the cultivation realm for only a year, how can he go and humiliate the reputation of the Holy Land?"

"He killed Yang Chong of the Nine Swords Gate. Chiba Court reminded.

Chen Hemin suddenly replied, "The contest between young people is already a battle between losers and wins, life and death are life and wealth, how can this humiliate the reputation of the Holy Land?"

"You are presumptuous! You dare to talk back to the old man before you enter the Holy Land, in a few years, will you not even look at the Holy Land?" Qiu Zhou shouted angrily.

Chen Hemin clenched her iron fist gently, in fact, her original intention was to bring Li Qianqiu into the Holy Land, with Li Qianqiu's talent, she must be a generation of heroes in the future, and she might be able to break the predicament of the Beigong Xuanwu Galaxy, so she didn't want him to die abruptly.

Li Qianqiu didn't want Chen Hemin to be difficult at this time, so he stretched out his hand to stop Chen Hemin from continuing to collide with Qiu Zhou, and said lightly, "Senior Sister Chen, you get out of the way, I'll see who of them can kill me today, some people are humiliating themselves, and they can't complain about others." ”

Chen Hemin wanted to help say a few more words, but Li Qianqiu shook her head and motioned for her to leave, there was no need to meddle in this matter.

Chen Hemin could only step aside, hoping that Li Qianqiu would have a real backing to let him escape from here.

Wow......

Li Qianqiu waved his hand to collect his sword, and said lightly, "If you want to kill me, such a battlefield is not enough to support, I will wait for you outside Yandu City, if you really can't kill you, you can also let the Holy Lord of your holy land come in person, anyway, you don't care about face." ”

Hisss hiss!

Call......

Qiu Zhou took a deep breath, and his face became extremely ugly.

Ye Jingxuan was afraid that Qiu Zhou would still be able to lick his face and go up in person, so he mended the knife and said, "Yo, this old-timer, you can also pull down your face and go up in person, my junior brother is the fourth-order Great Perfection of the Jiedan Realm, and it will soon be the fifth-order of the Jiedan Realm, and you will return to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Realm, the gap is not big, and my junior brother fights, it is estimated that the people of the world will not laugh at you, if you are embarrassed, you can also let the strong people of the Lingqi Realm go up, after all, there is no one in your holy land, and you don't even have a decent Jiedan Realm." ”

"If the Holy Land does not have a suitable Yudan Realm to fight with our junior brother, I advise you to go back, lest we say that we want the Immortal Sect to bully your Holy Land. Zhang Asu said provocatively.

As soon as these senior sisters sang and harmonized, Chiba Court originally planned to make a move, but at this moment, how could they have the face to fight a cultivator of the Jie Dan Realm.

Qiu Zhou snorted coldly and said, "Chiba, you go and let Sun Jian of the Nine Swords Sect deal with this kid, so as not to let people gossip." ”

Sun Jian, the elder brother of the thirty-seventh generation of the Nine Swords Sect, is the eighth order of the Jiu Dan Realm, his strength is all over the sky, his sword cultivation is invincible, he is the best at the mystery of the wind and the magic of the sword, since the cultivation of the Tao, he has never encountered an opponent in the same level, as long as he achieves the ninth order of the Jiu Dan Realm, he can enter the holy land and become the closed disciple of the elder.

At this time, Sun Jian was in Yandu, and they were here to fight the front station, on the one hand, they wanted to suppress the momentum of several cultivation forces in Beigong Xing, and on the other hand, it could be regarded as a relaxing experience.

Chiba Court received the order and immediately turned to leave.

......

In less than a stick of incense, many cultivators of the forces appeared outside the city, and some people didn't think it was a big deal to watch the play, and even moved a few small benches and brought a table, which was full of spiritual fruits, all of which were rare treasures, which were difficult to see in Beigong Xing.

The people who dare to be so arrogant and domineering are basically holy lands or super-first-class powers, otherwise they would not dare to watch the drama like this, they are not afraid of angering Li Qianqiu, and they are definitely afraid of angering the heavenly mountain holy land.

On the city wall stood a young man who was flowing in the wind, a white robe, black hair, weak and boneless, as if blending into the wind, he was isolated from the world, he stood on the city wall, but no one cared about him, but if anyone really saw his figure, he could no longer look away.

Words follow the wind, the twenty-eighth generation of the Holy Son of Tongtian Palace, usually low-key and has no sense of existence, in the entire Beigong Xuanwu Galaxy, he is the only one who is unknown, and he doesn't even like who to communicate, let alone who fights.

No one knows what kind of combat power Yan Suifeng is, only that he will take three steps back when he encounters things, maybe they know that Yan Suifeng is the Holy Son, and they all endure three points, and they will not find unhappiness.

Yan Suifeng has been paying attention to Li Qianqiu and others, and always feels that he has a familiar atmosphere, so he goes out of the city to watch the battle.

At this moment, Qiu Zhou rushed outside the city with a large number of cultivators, wanting to watch Sun Jian kill Li Qianqiu with his own eyes, lest someone not look at the holy land in the future.

But An Lanyan and the others didn't seem to care about the Holy Land at all, and Zhang Asu even beat the gongs and drums and shouted, "The disciples of the Holy Land are fighting the little rookies of Wangxian Gate, hurry up and place a bet, I will sit in the village, collect as much as I come, buy the winner of the Qianqiu junior brother, lose three, and buy the grandson of the Holy Land...... The slut wins, one loses one!"

Belch......

Li Qianqiu looked at Zhang Asu helplessly and asked, "Senior Sister Asu, do you have the money to pay?"

"Do you dare to lose? If you lose, you have to die. Zhang Asu's eyes were full of cunning essence, and he asked playfully.

"So you're a white wolf with empty gloves?" Li Qianqiu replied speechlessly, "If I really lose, you'll have to pay off the Wangxian Gate." ”

The voices of the two were not small, as if they were deliberately speaking to others.

Hum!

Qiu Zhou snorted coldly and said, "Take out your deposit first, don't be ashamed if you don't have funds in the bank, if you want to gamble, I can come to the bank!"

Zhang Asu definitely wants to sit in the village, after all, there are so many cultivators in this vicinity, and a little gambling is enough to make a fortune for himself.

"Come on, come on, senior sisters, junior sisters, junior brothers, sponsor points, win half a point against us. Zhang Asu said excitedly.

Everyone looked at Zhang Asu, who was dressed like a goblin, his eyes were full of essence, and someone quipped, "My bet is on you, if Li Qianqiu wins, I will pay you 30,000 spirit stones, if Li Qianqiu dies, you will be my little slave, dare you take it?"

Zhang Asu didn't think about it, so he said, "I'm a priceless beautiful girl, I want to bet on me, and I get ten times the price!"

Wow......

The middle-aged man's figure flashed, and he directly pressed a magic ring into Zhang Asu's hand, and said, "Okay, there are only 300,000 spirit stones here, no less, if I lose, I will get out of my way, if you lose, even someone will take the magic ring into my arms, hahahaha......"

Wow......

Zhang Asu wrote a gambling contract without hesitation and handed it to the middle-aged old man, saying, "Wait a minute, just don't cry and ask me for money." ”

"Your people are all betting, do you still have money for us to bet?"

Everyone laughed and teased.

"My senior sisters are all superb, each is worth 300,000 spirit stones, and my junior sister is also worth 300,000 spirit stones, if you want to bet, hurry up and place a bet. Zhang Asu pointed at An Lanyan and the others and shouted loudly.

An Lanyan and Ye Pingen almost slashed their swords in the little woman's face.

"Is that titan woman worth 300,000? 300 isn't worth ......?"

"I want that titan behemoth, hahaha, I like hardcore ......"

An Lanyan, Qiu Dazhui and the others almost went berserk, this fifth junior sister is simply lawless!

But before they could refuse, Qiu Zhou sneered, "I'll bet three million medium-grade spirit stones, can you take it?"

Belch......

Zhang Asu had never seen so many spirit stones in her life, and her face changed slightly, she wanted this spirit stone, but she didn't have the corresponding chips!

Wow......

Li Qianqiu waved his hand and took out three hundred top-grade spirit stones, and said lightly, "Take it, I'm afraid you won't dare!"

When he saw the best spirit stones, Qiu Zhou's eyes were glowing green, and no matter why Li Qianqiu was so confident, he just wanted to get these top spirit stones!