Chapter 652 Face

The little devil shouted loudly, but like thunder and lightning across the sky, a crackling sound spread throughout the countryside.

For a moment, the world was silent. Whether it was the Lingqiao Sect disciples or the cultivators watching the battle, their hearts felt like a huge stone was weighing on them. The expressions were complicated and weird. Some people wanted to speak, but they didn't know what to say. Others simply didn't believe the scene in front of them and kept rubbing their eyes. There were even some highly respected people who realized the seriousness of the problem and couldn't help it. He sighed in a low voice with complicated eyes.

Did the little devil really win?

Want to behead someone?

Although they had known about the bet for a long time, at this moment, the cultivators were still feeling heavy in their hearts!

After all, he is the leader of the first peak of the Lingqiao Sect, one of the top five elders in the whole sect, and the most favored son of heaven who may become the youngest Nascent Soul in the Northern Territory. Now he has to lose his head to a Nanzhan because of a gambling battle. The junior here?

For a moment, the cultivators suddenly found it difficult to accept this result!

Everyone in the Lingqiao Sect also looked embarrassed.

Although they had been preparing for the gambling battle for a month, they never thought that they would actually lose...

What to do now?

Is it possible that Elder Shi’s head is really going to be handed over?

This is naturally unacceptable, but if we don't pay, where will the Lingqiao Sect lose its face?

Vaguely, I don't know how many eyes quietly looked at Shi Fayin's face, flickering, and Shi Fayin's face had turned livid. His palms were stiff and cold sweat was flowing. He first looked inside the magic circle. The elder Nascent Soul, who had been knocked over by Fang Xing's small tower before, but now remained silent, sitting silently on the altar, glanced at the rosary beads in his hand and spun them like wheels. After thinking about it for a while, he said in a cold voice: "Little devil, you are full of tricks and tricks, and it is not a big deal to defeat our Lingqiao Sect with such shameful means. If you really want to take Shi's head, why don't you talk openly with me?" A contest?"

After hearing his words, all the practitioners of Lingqiao Sect smiled slightly, as if these words seemed familiar!

Didn't the little devil say the same thing before breaking into the formation?

But he was sternly rejected by Shi Fayin. Now that he has turned around, will the little devil agree?

"Hahahaha, so shameless..."

As expected, Fang Xing burst out laughing, his eyes shining, as if he had found a voice he wanted to talk to, and his mouth crackled happily: "Your uncle's magic seal is really not a thing, even though he has already lost the bet, he is still kidding." I want to fight with you alone? If you want to fight, it's okay. One yard is the other. You give me the head you owe me first. No matter how we fight, it will be fine..."

Da Jinwu was beside him and said, "Yes, repaying debts is a matter of course. Bring the heads first!"

Shi Fayin's face turned livid for a moment, and he remained silent. His eyes flickered, thinking of ways to escape.

However, what Fang Xing and Da Jinwu said immediately made all the Lingqiao Sect disciples change their expressions and start shouting angrily.

"Little devil, you have taken away my sect's most precious treasure, and you are still determined to kill them all?"

"You only succeeded in breaking through the formation with the help of magic weapons. Don't really think that you are invincible!"

"Brothers, why bother talking nonsense with him? Let's rush forward and kill him!"

The anger in the continuous shouting was not small, but it was obviously not as confident as before.

When Shi Fayin saw what Fang Xing said, he knew that something was not good. He was anxious and angry. He was very worried that the ancestor of Yuanying would bury himself in order to preserve the reputation of Lingqiao Sect after thinking about it. At this time, he already regretted it very much. , why did you announce the news of this gambling fight to the cultivators in the Northern Territory in the first place? As a result, there are too many people watching the battle now, and the Lingqiao Sect can no longer easily step down.

As his thoughts turned rapidly, a hint of anger rose in his heart. He was calm on the surface, and slowly walked forward, as if he was pondering how to answer. But suddenly, his figure flashed, and he actually used the power of movement. With the help of the Lingqiao Sect's formation, he was in front of Fang Xing in an instant. He grabbed it with his palms and shouted loudly, spreading throughout the world: "The bet before was whether our Lingqiao Sect can keep you." , it’s not just that you break through the formation and that’s the end, if I take you down now, our Lingqiao Sect will also win this bet..."

"Does this bastard know that he has to play this trick?"

Fang Xing cursed angrily, and pushed the small tower in front of him. It surged several times, but it was like a shield, blocking it just in front of him.

The teeth of the tower are stronger than black iron, and are difficult to damage by divine weapons. The grasp of the magic seal did not leave even a trace. Instead, it was flicked by the strange light on the small tower. The whole person seemed to have lost the power to control the air, and it was dull. With a roar, he fell back into the magic circle.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the cultivators watching the battle around, even the disciples of Lingqiao Sect were all shocked, but they knew that even if the magic seal captured the little devil at this time, Lingqiao Sect's face would be lost. , raised his eyes to look at the Dharma of the Yuanying Ancestor, and was shocked to see that the Yuanying Ancestor had a forlorn face, raised his hand to the void, and a stream of mana flowed over, restraining the caster who wanted to struggle to get up and fight again. , said calmly: "If you lose, you lose. Don't fight anymore. At least save some face for our Lingqiao Sect..."

Shi Fayin immediately looked shocked and turned around and shouted: "Uncle Master, you...you really want me..."

The Nascent Soul Ancestor slowly shook his head, looked at Fang Xing, and said calmly: "Little friend, although you relied on the power of the magic weapon, you did successfully break through the formation. If you try it again, I have no confidence in stopping that person. It’s a magic weapon, so even if you win today’s gambling battle, how about we just give it up if you give me a little favor? If you are unwilling, our Lingqiao Sect can compensate you for some magic weapons!”

"Want to take money to redeem your life?"

Fang Xing faced the dignified ancestor of Yuanying, but showed no fear at all. He gritted his teeth and sneered with a cold voice: "The most valuable treasure of your Lingqiao Sect is in my hands. What other magic weapon can catch my eye? Since You have also given up, so stop talking nonsense and cut off that guy’s head immediately and give it to me, otherwise I will announce the decree to the world and make your Lingqiao Sect lose face!"

"you!"

This old Yuanying cultivator from the Lingqiao Sect didn't seem to expect that Fang Xing was so difficult to deal with. He didn't give himself any steps. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't express his shame and his eyes became sinister. He didn't want to hand over the head that was used to seal the spell. He couldn't take it back. My own magic weapon failed, so I used another seedling that might become a Nascent Soul in the next few years. After thinking about it, the old man's face gradually darkened, and he did not answer for a while.

At the same time, a spiritual thought was released and spread to several respected cultivators watching the battle.

"Haha, little friend from Nanzhan, this gambling fight was originally planned for you by the Lingqiao Sect. It's fine if you win. You will become famous right now. I'm afraid that in a few days, the entire Northern Territory will know that you are like this. A young prodigy was born, and you have to thank the Lingqiao Sect for making you famous. Why should you be so arrogant and unforgiving? In my opinion, let’s just leave this matter alone..."

In the void, an old man wearing a light yellow Taoist robe stepped forward with a smile and offered gentle words of advice.

"Yes, yes, boy, do you really think that Master Dezhao of the Lingqiao Sect can't take you down? Why don't you cherish your life and fear that you and this little tower will be destroyed at the same time, so you took advantage of this loophole? According to my old man Look, let’s each take a step back. As for you, don’t talk about people losing their heads, and return the Lingqiao Sect’s arbitrary door, so that the Lingqiao Sect owes you a favor, okay?”

A strong man with a sinewy face but dressed like a Confucian scholar came out and also smiled and spoke to persuade.

"When you killed Daoist Shi's son, he valued peace and did not ask you to pay for his life. Why are you so ungrateful now? Haha, Shenzhou is no better than Nanzhan. If you go too far, it will trigger the cultivators. Dissatisfied..."

Someone else came out, and for a while, seven or eight well-known veteran cultivators in the Northern Territory came out to offer advice.

Fang Xing was dumbfounded when he heard this. He looked at each other and both of them blinked.

"Why do I feel more and more wrong the more I listen, that I'm too embarrassed to take this bet?"

Da Jinwu also said: "Yes, it's like if you lose, they won't take the opportunity to kill you..."

There is something wrong in the eyes of both of them. They never thought that human beings could be like this. Is it true or false, so easy to reverse?

"Little friend, we also value peace and think about it for you. After all, you borrowed a magic weapon to successfully enter the formation, but you did not rely on your true skills. If you leave a leeway now, it may be your own chance of survival in the future. But you have to consider It's clear..." A fat man with a round face and a smile like Maitreya said with a smile: "Now? Is this the end of today's matter?"

"What you said makes sense..."

Fang Xing also lowered his head helplessly and sighed softly.

After hearing his words, all the cultivators smiled and glanced at Elder Dezhao of the Lingqiao Sect. These senior cultivators were all closely related to the Lingqiao Sect, so they naturally knew that they had something to say about this little devil. If he saved his life, the Lingqiao Sect would definitely acknowledge his kindness and give him generous gifts. Looking at the appearance of this little devil, he was clearly a Fire Lord.

But the second half of Fang Xing's sentence made his face change drastically: "It's a pity that this fellow Taoist won't work here, I'm willing to admit defeat and get my head!"

"Shua..."

The faces of a group of respectable veteran cultivators from the Northern Territory changed drastically at the same time, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

"You're so ignorant of how to advance or retreat. I've already given you a step, but you still dare to hang on. The head is here. If you have the ability, come and get it!"

Elder Lingqiao Zong Dezhao's face had also become extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice, implying murderous intent.

"This is just a fucking trick..."

Fang Xing was angry and anxious. He looked at the Nascent Soul Ancestor angrily and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, at this moment, someone answered for him: "Wuweang, it's the same for me, an elder, to take what others owe him!"

Following that clear and low shout, a green shadow and a white shadow descended from the sky. The green shadow had its hands behind its back. It was a middle-aged man with slightly white manes and unparalleled grace. The woman was a tall, young beauty with a world-famous appearance. , holding a small child in his arms. As soon as these two people appeared, there was silence all around. Everyone stepped back slightly to show that they did not dare to offend.

These two people were naturally the father and daughter, Dragon Lord and Dragon Girl.