Chapter 473: A Million-Dollar Bet

Chapter 473: A million-dollar bet

Seeing that Xie An, protect yourself tightly. Zong Shou shook his head secretly, this Great Annihilation Sword can exterminate everything. What's the use of guarding?

I want to remind you, but if you think about Xie An's attack, there is no chance of winning. He could only sigh slightly and shake his head, patting Chuxue's shoulder.

"Xue'er, those people probably won't do well, this time I can only watch you. But don't lose too badly, remember, if you embarrass your young master this time! Then you won't be allowed to eat for ten days—"

Chuxue let out an 'ah', feeling a little at a loss. Like Yuan Feihanjian, even a seventh-level peak like that can't stop this peerless sword, so how can he be that peerless opponent at the sixth level? The young master is simply unreasonable!

I was uneasy, worrying about gains and losses, but somehow, I was eager to try.

Zong Shou didn't try to comfort him, but looked up at the sky. Suddenly, he raised his sword and reached two hundred feet above.

At this time, almost everyone's eyes were on Jueyu and the two of them. Except for the dozen or so strong men above the ninth rank, no one paid attention to his movements.

And here, after a moment of mogging. Zong Shou frowned, and suddenly took two steps towards the void in front of him.

Unexpectedly, there is no prohibition to stop, and the scene in front of him. Then there was a sudden change, and he was already in an attic.

Looking around, I saw a three-hundred-foot-sized courtyard in the back. And in front of the railing in the attic, you can overlook the scene below.

Han Fang was sitting on a rocking chair, his face covered with engravings was extremely gloomy. With sharp eyes, he looked at Jueyu.

On the right side of this person, there is also a desk and a rocking chair.

There was a glint in Zong Shou's eyes, and on the table, he took a fist-sized fruit that was red and dripping, and bit it down.

I just feel that it is fragrant, and the mouth is full of juice, and it really is the entrance of the mouth. Compared with his best nectar, it is still somewhat luscious.

It is really red jade containing spiritual fruit. It is rumored that taking one of them can make a fourth-level spiritual master Wuxiu raise a whole level of spiritual things.

Can't help but secretly stunned, this Korean prescription is guarded in the second building of the Tibetan scriptures every day. He thought that Senior Brother Han lived there.

Normally, there are no mountains or rivers, but unexpectedly, the old man has a movable fairy mansion in his hands. Looking at the prosperity of spiritual energy here, it is comparable to that of the sky.

And these congenital powerhouses, the red yuhan spirit fruit they couldn't ask for, was simply used as a snack.

Sure enough, he is a god who has lived for thousands of years. Even if he stays in the Cangsheng Dao Palace all year round, his wealth is far from what he can look forward to!

There was another 'clang' sound from the sword, and Zong Shou looked down. I saw that in front of Jueyu, the black tide filled the air again, and a sword shadow within was struck out with countless black lightning.

When the black flash of light flashed, the spirit shield in front of Xie An was almost instantly pierced!

And those few escorts, although they are struggling to save the Lord. But I saw that the black broadsword with the breath of magic, just swirled violently, causing those seventh-level guards to retreat with injuries. Then he stabbed Xie An's body fiercely with a sword.

There was another muffled sound of the 'canopy', and Xie An's entire body was immediately sent flying tens of feet away.

The several protective spirits arranged around his body fell apart. The purple and gold gown he was wearing was also smashed into pieces.

An eighth-level spiritual weapon vestment was completely shattered like this.

Zong Shou frowned and thought, Sure enough! The law of destruction, as long as you are desperate and see a weakness. All spiritual weapons are scum in front of this Great Annihilation Sword. But today's reluctance can be regarded as being merciful.

That sword seemed fierce, but actually it didn't hurt Xie An, it just broke all the spiritual weapons around him.

Han Fang was also silent, lost in thought. After a moment, he turned his head again. He asked coldly: "What is your plan for letting Chuxue play? What kind of mystery is nong?"

Zong Shou smiled without saying a word, walked to another rocking chair and sat down. He poured himself another glass of wine. Taking a sip cautiously, he couldn't help frowning secretly. This is definitely Bailing Qiongye. One hundred grams in later generations can sell for a sky-high price of one hundred and nineteenth-order spirit stones.

How rich is this Korean old man?

He knew he couldn't drink alcohol, so he didn't dare to drink too much. Fortunately, this small sip will not cause you to get drunk. It's just a reddish complexion.

On the contrary, in the body, the soul power that was nearly dried up due to the sacrifice of the glazed Huo Lie and An Ji Han Yuan beads became abundant again. A piece of spirit fruit and a sip of wine completely restored his vitality.

Seeing that Han Fang's expression became more and more impatient and gloomy. Zong Shou raised his eyes slightly and said, "If I say that Xue'er can withstand more than ten swords of Juyu, I wonder if you can trust me, brother?"

Han Fang was slightly stunned, and looked at Chu Xue carefully again, investigating carefully. Both the Spirit Sealing Talisman and the Earth Sinking Talisman on this woman's body have been removed.

But no matter how he observes, he can only feel that she is this woman, but her real strength is stronger than others, and her physical foundation is extremely solid. What's more, in his original soul, there are twelve true talismans gathered, and in terms of spiritual law, it can be regarded as the upper-middle posture.

Other than that, there is nothing remarkable about it, just ordinary.

This woman's wisdom, in his eyes, is really not smart, not worth mentioning. Thinking about coming for a year and a half, he wouldn't be able to learn any advanced swordsmanship.

It's strange to say, and I don't know how Chuxue did it. With her comprehension, she was able to gather twelve true talismans——

Inexplicably, he remembered the words Zong Shou said to him when he first arrived in the Sky of Heaven a year and a half ago.

——This apprentice is not accepted, don't regret it in the future.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head slightly: "I have no prejudice against this girl! She has a spirit-forged tiger bone, and this level of aptitude is enough to be a direct disciple of my clan. But she is too young, and she has to resist the temptation. It's still a bit off-"

Zong Shou smiled when he heard the words, and lay on the rocking chair, shaking constantly: "Then how about a bet? Just bet on your fairy mansion."

Han Fang couldn't help but "Huh", thinking that this guy is full of confidence, and immediately laughed dumbfounded: "It's okay to bet, but junior brother, do you have a bet of the same price now?"

Zong Shou's expression froze immediately. Han Fang didn't seem to notice it, and then said: "In this way, if you win, then I will give you a million merits. If you lose, I will take over as the head of Cangsheng Palace for a ten-year term. If you need to work hard—— "

Zong Shou frowned slightly, a million merits and a ten-year life as Palace Master, this is not worth it.

"One million is less, at least two million! Master of the Cangsheng Academy, this is a labor-intensive job. Looking at nephew Fang Wen, he looks like a little old man—"

"Yes!" Han Fang smiled and nodded, then narrowed his eyes slightly: "If Jue Jue wants to bind his true energy and soul power, how sure are you with him now?"

Zong Shou sighed slightly, but did not answer. Lying on the chair, he kept shaking and shaking, thinking that this Korean old man still couldn't be trusted.

But think about it, if you don't know Chuxue's martial arts. Who would have thought that this mediocre little girl with a cultivation base of less than seven levels would be able to compete with Master Jian?

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After a quarter of an hour, the atmosphere in this space-time rift was extremely suppressed.

Nearly 10,000 disciples here on the Cangshengdao all have fire-breathing eyes, staring fixedly at the field. And the people around watching the battle all held their breaths one after another, so as not to stimulate the nerves of these Cang Sheng Dao disciples who were already on the verge of collapse.

Six people fought six times, but the top five were all defeated by a single strike. Destroyed and clever, no one can resist a sword. And even in the end, Guo Yu only hastily withstood the three swords before being cut off.

Standing about three hundred feet away, Lei Dong's complexion is extremely complicated. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is desperate, the attack is really ruthless! It seems that I really want to get Tan Qiubi out, but I don't hold back at all!"

In the past, Jueyu challenged the sects with the real purpose of honing sword skills, and would never use force to overwhelm others. But this time, it was completely suppressed! The majestic strength of the eighth level, the superb swordsmanship, and the peak martial arts will. The combination of the three, even the top five elite disciples of the Cangsheng Dao Palace couldn't take the sword!

"From my perspective, Guo Yu's strength should be slightly better than mine—"

That is to say, if this is desperate, make a move with all your strength. He might not even be the triad of thunderous enemies.

With a bitter face, he forced a smile, and Su Chen looked around again: "I think Cang Shengdao this time, I'm afraid it's a miscalculation. If you can't find a suitable candidate, try your best to turn the tide, this time I'm afraid you will lose face at home .”

All around, the monks and warriors of various sects and sects were all sneering, gloating, or beaming.

Lei Dong also frowned slightly, knowing that what Su Chen said was true. People in this world don't care about the truth. They would just take it for granted that Cang Shengdao's so-called elite disciples of this generation couldn't even receive a sword from Jue Yu, which shows that they have run out of stamina.

"I don't know who is the next person to challenge Cang Sheng Dao?"

The seventh person should be the last candidate, and should also be the strongest disciple of Cang Shengdao's generation, the finale. But besides this Guo Yu, he had never heard of any other characters, could it be Tan Qiu?

At this time, on the opposite side, more than ten thousand Cangsheng Dao disciples also came back to their senses one after another, and then looked at each other in a daze.

"who is the next?"

"I remember that among the names mentioned by the palace lord just now, the last one seems to be Xuechu?"

"Is it her? The inner disciple of Dharma protector next to Chief Tanqiu? I remember that little girl, it seems that her strength is not even at the sixth level?"

"The Palace Master and the others, how did they choose? How could it be the sixth rank?"

Everyone's eyes were scurrying around, trying to find the trace of this 'Xue Chu'.

Chuxue was a little distracted, and all the thoughts in his mind were Zong Shou's sword two years ago.

It wasn't until everyone's eyes came to look at him that they were suddenly pleasantly surprised. Being watched by countless doubtful and puzzled eyes, he panicked at first. Subconsciously wanted to back away, but then realized something, gritted his teeth and walked forward,

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