Nine Hundred and Fortieth Palm, a Big Gamble

The nine hundred and forty first palm gambled.

"Master Gu, do you still want to lose your martial arts skills in Tianjianmen?" Yun Xiaotian raised his eyes and asked immediately, he was naturally clear in his heart. Gu Jianfeng probably lost in the last three sects and four sects conference. Shaowuji, this time he wants to get back his money, but Lu Wushuang and not Lu Shaoyou, he is not stupid.

"I think Sect Master Yun is not optimistic about the disciples in his own sect. Doesn't Sect Master Yun dare to gamble?" Gu Jianfeng turned his eyes and said with a half-smile. But I have been thinking about getting it back, and now I finally have another chance, so I naturally don't want to miss it.

"Master Gu, your disciple is a martial king at the first level, and my disciple of the Yunyang Sect is only at the ninth level as a martial arts commander. The distance is too far, so it's unfair to bet on it, let's forget it." Yun Xiaotian said, If you gamble, it is obviously a loser.

"Sect Master Yun, everything is possible in the world, how can you pour cold water on the disciples in the sect? How about this, Xiaogaiyiqing, we sat with these young people for a few days, and it was a bit boring. Last time, it was a high-level gambling How about high-level martial arts, if my disciples lose, I will give you ten sets of mysterious-level martial arts, as for your disciples, if you lose, you can give me five sets of mysterious-level high-level martial arts, Sect Master Yun has nothing to say , unless you know that your disciple is doomed, then just let him surrender." Gu Jianfeng said slightly.

"Whoever said that my disciple will definitely lose, Sect Leader Gu is too confident." Elder Xie scolded coquettishly, his disciple naturally had to protect him.

"Hey, it seems that Elder Xie is confident, Sect Master Yun won't be afraid." Gu Jianfeng was aggressive, hoping to win back the martial arts he lost at the beginning.

"Haha, I don't think the Yunyang sect dares." Seeing someone targeting Yun Xiaotian, Lu Zhengqiang immediately laughed out loud, as if he was just waiting to see Yun Xiaotian's jokes.

"Hmph, Lu Zhengqiang, whatever you want to join in the fun, I'll bet on it." Yun Xiaotian glared at Lu Zhengqiang. Originally, with Yun Xiaotian's mind, no matter how cynical Gu Jianfeng was, he would not be fooled, just because of Lu Zhengqiang , I couldn't help it immediately, no matter what, I couldn't lose my name to Lu Zhengqiang.

"So Sect Master Yun agrees to the bet? Then it's a deal." Gu Jianfeng laughed immediately.

"Then I'll join in the fun. I'm also like Sect Master Gu, betting on ten sets of high-level mysterious martial arts. If Yunyangzong loses, I'll give you five sets. Yun Xiaotian, do you dare to accept it?" Lu Zhengqiang Looking at Yun Xiaotian, he said with a half-smile, with his eyesight, he naturally knew that if Lu Wushuang wanted to defeat Yuan Ruolan, there was basically no chance other than a miracle, and he could win a few sets of mysterious high-level martial arts for a blow Yun Xiaotian, naturally, would not miss this rare opportunity.

"Just bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed, hmph." Yun Xiaotian sneered and glared at Lu Zhengqiang again, no matter what, he couldn't lose his momentum in front of Lu Zhengqiang.

Seeing that Lingtianmen and Tianjianmen are betting so much with Yunyangzong, the other mountain gates can't sit still. This is obviously a martial art, and even the people on the four pavilions and four islands are all looking at Yunxiao sky.

"Hehe, Sect Master Yun, everyone is so elegant, I'm not the only one behind, I'm just like Sect Master Gu, let's bet on ten sets of high-level martial arts at the mysterious level." Murong Lanlan of Tianyun Island giggled, her eyes fell on On Yun Xiaotian.

"This..." Yun Xiaotian hesitated.

"Could it be that Sect Master Yun looks down on my four pavilions and four islands?" Murong Lanlan asked with a slight smile.

"Of course not." Yun Xiaotian smiled slightly. Naturally, the relationship between the four pavilions and the four islands is not very good, but he would not be so stupid as to offend the entire four pavilions and four islands. Ordinary means of communication are also extremely important.

"Then it's a deal, it's a deal, I'll also bet on ten sets of high-level mysterious martial arts." Murong Lanlan said.

"Sect Master Yun, I'm not the only one missing." Hua Wu Zong Gongsun Huaya said immediately with a scar on his face.

Immediately, it became lively. Zhuge Xifeng of Lanling Villa, Guixing Heisha, who is already the master of Diyan Island, Ji Yaozong of Qianxuan Island, and other major forces all asked to join the bet.

"And us." Yin E of Wanshou Sect, Ouyang Xuanling of Earth Spirit Sect, Wei Bangyan of Guiyuan Sect, Zhu Hongyuan of Xuanshan Sect, and Ren Changqing of Illusory Soul Sect have been hesitating. Listening to Gu Jianfeng's words, he lost a lot after losing again and again, and vowed never to believe Gu Jianfeng's words again, but at this time, he saw that people from one sect, one sect, one religion, one village and four pavilions and four islands all joined together. After entering, no matter how much they could bear it, they all asked to join the bet.

In the presence of this kind of gamble, only a few other mountain gates did not participate, but this kind of gamble left them dumbfounded.

All the people who joined the bet could not refuse. When Yun Xiaotian came back to his senses, he was already in a cold sweat. Adding up all the mountain gates, there were six of the three sects and four sects, plus one sect, one sect and one sect. There are four pavilions and four islands in Jiaoyizhuang, a total of eighteen. If they lose, even if they lose five sets, Yunyangzong needs to lose ninety sets of high-level martial arts at the mysterious level, and ninety sets of high-level high-level martial arts at the mysterious level. Advanced martial arts, Yunyang Sect is about to go bankrupt.

Yun Xiaotian was in a cold sweat, and all the elders of the Yunyang Sect were already in a cold sweat. Everyone knew that Lu Wushuang was not the same Lu Shaoyou back then. Now, the Yunyang Sect was in big trouble.

"Sect Master Yun is so elegant." King Qing Ling looked at Yun Xiaotian.

"King Qingling, don't you want to gamble in Tiandi Pavilion?" Yun Xiaotian's eyes fell on King Qingling.

"Of course I don't want to gamble in Tiandi Pavilion." Qingling King smiled, and then said: "But I happen to have ten sets of mysterious high-level martial arts, so let's join in the fun."

"Bankrupt." Yun Xiaotian was taken aback for a moment, and then sat helplessly on the chair, already unable to laugh or cry, thinking in his mind how to go back and deal with the elders.

Yun Xiaotian glared at Lu Zhengqiang fiercely, it was because of this bastard that he was somehow trapped.

At this moment, the masters of all the mountain gates looked at the field with great interest. This is a bet, and everyone's enthusiasm has increased a lot.

The masters of the six sects of the three sects and four sects are also gearing up at this time, and the revenge at the three sects and four sects meeting can finally be avenged. I don't believe that Lu Wushuang is as defiant as Lu Shaoyou back then.

"Shhhhh."

The field was already hot at this time, the sword light was raging, and the speed of the two women was as fast as lightning. The two women dragged out two afterimages, with a huge impact, even the space air flow directly Swaying, every time the two figures collided fiercely, they exploded with a low and muffled sound.

During the fight, Lu Wushuang's wood attribute was brought into full play. With a flick of the long sword in his hand, with the help of the impact force of the beautiful shadow, several small blades of the long sword have already left the sword first, and instantly rushed towards Yuan Ruolan left.

Yuan Ruolan raised her gaze. As a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, her attainments in swords were also extremely terrifying. When the long sword was drawn, there was a clanging sound and some small sparks. Those few sword lights and wind blades didn't even touch the whole body, but completely dissipated.

Lu Wushuang's eyes were extremely solemn, and as they fought, she became more and more aware of Yuan Ruolan's strength, her beautiful eyes were lightly raised, and her graceful body stood in the air. At this moment, all the wood attributes around her body trembled, and the red dress was blown by the strong wind Press firmly against the skin. The slender willow waist is outlined, and the hair is lightly fluttering, like an exile.

In the next second, the 'Qingyue Sword' in Lu Wu's hands stabbed out violently, leaving a cyan arc shadow in mid-air with the long cyan sword, and the light of the sword rushed out, penetrating the ripples in space. Sliding, there will be afterimages of sword lights in the air, and a stream of wood attribute energy will gather in an instant, and the sword lights will plunder, directly stirring up the energy of heaven and earth.

"Mysterious mid-level martial arts."

"This should be the Wood Spirit Tianluo Sword Art of the Yunyang Sect. Among the mid-level Xuan-level martial arts, it is the closest to the high-level Xuan-level martial arts. This Lu Wushuang is also extremely strong in comprehension of attributes."

"That's right, the two disciples of Yunyang Sect entered the top ten this time, they all have absolute strength, not by luck."

Everyone was discussing in low voices, and they were also a little impressed by Lu Wushuang's strength. At this moment, even the elders surnamed Yang in the Yunyang Sect were nodding slightly. Lu Wushuang's strength has improved extremely rapidly in the past few years. He is also very comprehensible, and he is the number one among the younger generation of Yunyangzong.

Yuan Ruolan stood in the air, her purple robe fluttering, her pitch-black eyes were looking at the sword shadows that Lu Wushuang was urging out at this moment, and she could most sense the powerful power contained in those sword shadows, her complexion was also a little dignified stand up.

For just a brief moment, Yuan Ruolan slid the long sword in her hand, squeezed the sword formula, and a sword light pierced the space soundlessly. Even the ripples in the space did not cause any fluctuations, but countless sword lights were revealed in an instant. Zhou Kong.

"Wood Spirit Tianluo Sword Art." Lu Wushuang shouted coquettishly, the sword art has already been activated, the long sword in his hand suddenly pointed at Yuan Ruolan, the tip of his toes lightly tapped the void, and the beautiful shadows spun up, and the sword shadows in the midair slightly changed Trembling, and then crushed towards Yuan Ruolan, the sword light cut through the space, as if tearing the space, the light blue sword light plundered violently, and the whole space seemed to be cut.

"go."

Yuan Ruolan yelled coquettishly, and as soon as she threw out the sword formula in her hand, the sword lights all over the sky collapsed and went away. In the space of the naked eye, the two sword lights suddenly touched together, and the breath suddenly rose, and the burst of light burst out suddenly. The huge energy of the power made countless people present and in the distance full of astonishment.

"Crack-crack!"

The two pieces of sword light came into contact, and the sound of the explosion of Jin Ge energy resounded in midair. The sound of strong oppressive wind made people's eardrums hurt. Without eyes, the whole space is precarious. ………………