C858 Hurry and bet on Zhang Sha Shen winning!

Hurry up and bet on Zhang Sha Shen to win!

The dumbstruck crowd watched as Zhang Dongcheng brought Corpse Carrying Taoist and Ying Er and left. Amidst the deathly silence, there was finally someone who was stammering.

"This Zhang Sha Shen is truly bold and generous, I have never seen him in my life!" Someone was wiping their eyes desperately. They had been staring so hard the entire way just now that their eyeballs were about to pop out.

"The might of the god of death, the name of the god of death, the name of revenge not even for the demon race! "Terrifying, too terrifying!" Someone was shaking his head and sighing. His legs were wobbling and he couldn't even stand properly.

"I'm convinced, I really am convinced that Zhang Sha Shen is a monster, a monster!" Someone was lying on the ground like a deflated ball. It was as if Zhang Dongcheng had completely destroyed their hearts of martial arts, leaving them with not even a trace of confidence.

"Hey, who is Zhang Sha Shen going to fight? Is the gambling den still going to make another bet? " Some people stood in a daze for a long time before they suddenly shouted out.

Damn, in any case, he could not compare to a heaven's pride expert like Zhang Sha Shen, but even if he could not advance on the martial way, his life could not be lived in vain!

Isn't that the same as hurriedly taking out all of his wealth to bet on Zhang Dongcheng winning the next match to earn some crystals to go home and help him age?

"Next battle? The next fight should be against the Sword Madman, Mo Qingyang! " There was someone who had also come to his senses and shouted repeatedly: "Quickly, quickly go to the gambling house and bet on Zhang Dongcheng winning. Otherwise, your odds will drop so low that you won't be able to earn money!"

When the thousands of warriors beside heard this, they all came to a sudden realization and rushed towards the Demon Moon gambling house with all their might.

There were many smart people in this world.

Just as the group of martial artists rushed to the entrance of the Demon Moon gambling den, they saw a large crowd of people surrounding the Demon Moon gambling den as they yelled incessantly, "Open the door, open the door!" "Damn, we have to bet!"

"Fuck, what's going on? The gambling den is also closed?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Damn, it's all because of Zhang Sha Shen! Everyone wanted to bet on him winning, so he didn't want to bet on anything else. In his battle with Mo Qingyang, his odds had dropped from one in ten to one in one hundred. He wanted to bet more and more on Zhang Sha Shen winning. We couldn't stand it and got into a fight with Demon Moon Casino. They chased us all out! "

Someone spoke angrily, as if Demon Moon Casino was the main culprit behind Zhang Dongcheng's and Mo Qingyang's cancellation of the battle, causing them to be unable to earn a lot of money, as he scolded relentlessly.

Hundreds of warriors were blocking the entrance, patting on the door of the Demon Moon Casino, shouting, "Open the door, open the door!"

"F * ck, you guys from a casino still dare to open the door?" Someone cursed arrogantly, "Everyone, watch carefully. This time, look at me!"

Nearly seven to eight thousand martial artists at the entrance of the Demon Moon Casino all turned their heads and stared at that person, dumbfounded. They wanted to see what this fellow could do to make the Demon Moon Casino open its doors.

"Open the door, I'll bet, I'll bet on Mo Qingyang win, I'll bet on Mo Qingyang win!" The man screamed with a strange smile on his face.

When everyone heard this, they felt that this was the right idea!

This was simply amazing!

Why was it that the reason for the bet between Zhang Dongcheng and the King was still that there were too few people betting on Mo Qingyang, and too few people betting on Mo Qingyang?

If he bet on Mo Qingyang, wouldn't he be able to continue on?

The seven to eight thousand warriors were just like the warrior with the idea, they all had evil smiles on their faces, and only knocked on the door and shouted, "We will suppress Mo Qingyang, we will suppress Mo Qingyang to win! Hurry and open the door! "

When the manager of the Demon Moon Casino heard this, he was also moved.

Zhang Dongcheng is a hot topic, with him here, the stakes are extremely high. He could even make a ton of money, it would be good if he could continue!

When he stuck his head out from upstairs, the manager shouted, "Are you really betting on Mo Qingyang to win?"

"Yeah, yeah, we bet on Mo Qingyang to win! "Quickly open the door!" Seven to eight thousand martial artists cried out, their voices shaking the surroundings.

The manager thought about it and also agreed. As soon as he opened the door, seven to eight thousand martial artists rushed out like a pack of pigs. They madly rushed in and broke through the door of the Demon Moon Casino.

"Crash!"

"Yo!"

"Fuck, who the hell stepped on my shoes!"

"Holy sh * t, they're trampling me to death!"

Amidst the chaos, a large number of martial artists went straight to the gambling table and shouted out, "Quick, start the bet!"

The supervisor summoned all the dealer onto the battlefield in unison, and only then did he stabilize his appearance.

"Alright, everyone, Sky Breaking Sect Sect Leader Zhang Dongcheng fought with the sword fanatic Mo Qingyang, the payout is right?" The supervisor stood on stage and had not even finished speaking about the payout, when countless of people below were shouting loudly!

"Let me bet one hundred fifty thousand Stone Master Zhang s on your victory!"

"I bet eighty thousand!" Master Zhang wins! "

"Damn it, men should gamble. Gambling is merciless. All of life and all of immortality should come from gambling!" If you bet three hundred thousand crystals on me, Zhang Sha Shen will win! "

The steward was stupefied when he heard it, and shouted with a dull face: "Fuck, didn't you say that you would win by betting on Mo Qingyang? Why did you change your mind when you came in! "

"I bet, why not, bet one crystal Mo Qingyang for me to win!"

"Fuck, if you don't put more pressure on it, how can we even play this game?" Let me bet five crystals on Mo Qingyang win! "

"Holy shit, how come Mo Qingyang didn't have a beauty and jumped out to pressure him with thousands or even tens of thousands of crystals? What a waste! Pressing three crystal Mo Qingyang for me! "

All of the martial artists' faces were filled with annoyance, shouting out loud. The entire Demon Moon Casino began to boil like boiling water.

"F * ck, both of you are f * cking going to beat me up!" The manager of the Demon Moon Casino was furious. These fellows, aren't they crazy because they want to earn money? And they want to earn money from my Demon Moon Casino!

F * ck, hit them all!

The guards of the Demon Moon Casino were also furious. They began to recklessly beat up those fellows who wanted to steal from the casino. Many of the martial artists were beaten to the point of bleeding from head to toe, while wails and howls filled the outside of the casino.

Mo Qingyang stood outside Demon Moon Casino and coldly looked at these people who were cursing him for not knowing anything about women, the fury in his heart simply shot up to the sky.

Fuck, everyone is looking down on me so much!

Back then, Zhang Dongcheng was looked down upon by everyone, and the odds of the bet was simply frightening!

As for him sweeping through Jian Yileng and waving a small blade of grass to destroy Mammoth King, the odds of that were simply too scary!

However, it was the complete opposite …

And he, Mo Qingyang, had become the laughing stock of everyone's mouths!

"Master, don't lower yourself to a lowly person like him. This subordinate believes that you will definitely win!" Beside Mo Qingyang, there were only two or three Sect Leaders from the smaller sects. One of them also rushed forward and said with incomparable loyalty.

Originally, thirty to forty sects had all come over, but after seeing that Mo Qingyang was going to fight with Zhang Dongcheng in his next battle, more than half of them slipped away in an instant. Only Little Cat or two stayed by Mo Qingyang's side.

"It looks like I need to do something. Otherwise, the world will still think that I, Mo Qingyang, am truly a muddle-headed buddha. I don't have any anger!" Mo Qingyang snorted coldly. The coldness in his eyes grew greater, and his tone revealed incomparable chilliness.