Chapter 115

"Forty two, south of China! Do you dare to bet? " Yan Chuan's face was silent.

"Three provinces? Forty two cities? " Liu Gang took a breath.

This is equivalent to one fifth of the territory of Yan state, and the whole southern territory is used for gambling?

Not only Liu Gang, but also Yan Wudi, the prince behind him, also changed his face. You should know that Yan Wudi had taken great risks in the original six cities. How can Yan Chuan?

"What? I dare not? " Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"The joke, is not I dare not, but you can take out?" Liu Gang exclaimed.

"In Yan state, my words are Yan Di's words. Can I take them out?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"You, you, you!" Liu Gang was speechless for a moment.

"Forty two cities. Ask your master if he dares!" Yan Chuan joked.

"Master, master?" Liu Gang looks at Muye Wang.

Forty two cities, Liu Gang did not dare to make decisions.

Muye Wang stared at Yan Chuan, and suddenly burst into laughter: "ha ha ha ha, OK, you are worthy of Yan Tao's son. You have the same spirit, 42 cities? There are only forty-two cities in Northern Xinjiang. Liu Gang, you bet with him

"Yes Liu Gang responded.

In the eyes of Muye king, Liu Gang's strength is ten and Yan Chuan's is eight. Moreover, Yan Chuan's experience is certainly not as good as Liu Gang's?

"Yan Chuan, since you want to defeat the country, come on, ha ha ha!" Liu Gang stabilized his mind and said with a smile.

One side Yan Wudi showed anxiety, but when he talked to him, he suddenly put up with it. Yan Chuan's eyes are complex.

"Bet, yes, but I still want to ask whether you fight with me alone, or you and Makino fight me together?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Presumptuous!" Muye Wang's eyes were open, and he was ashamed and angry.

"Well, my master won't interfere, just me!" Liu Gang said.

"OK, but I can't stop my sword. Muye king, watch. Once your baby apprentice is in danger, what should be saved is still to be saved!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Arrogant!" Makino king said coldly.

"Yan Chuan, do you only have the Kung Fu on your mouth? Light your sword Liu Gang cheered.

"I don't have a sword!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

Muye King:...! "

Liu Gang:

"Nephew, lend me your purple green sword. If you lose Liu Gang, you will be returned!" Yan Chuan looks at Yan Wudi.

Yan Wudi looks complicated. He looks strange at Yan Chuan.

"Uncle Wang, please!" Yan Wudi reluctantly handed out the purple green sword.

Holding the purple green sword, Yan Chuan flicked his finger slightly.

"Ding!"

"The essence of purple iron? What's more, a good sword is most suitable for "born sword bones". It seems that your new master is also a person who knows the sword Yan Chuan exclaimed.

"Well?" Yan is not hostile to outsiders.

Yan Chuan grabbed the purple green sword and waved it twice. Then he looked at Liu Gang and said, "come on, I'm very quick!"

"Hum!" Liu Gang snorted coldly.

Cold hum, Liu Gang fingers a wave.

"Hum!"

The flying sword "Liuguang" suddenly shuddered.

"Whew!"

The blue streamer shot at Yan Chuan in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast, as if to pierce Yan Chuan with a sword.

All around were staring at the flying sword.

Yan Chuan is a congealed in the eye, the purple green sword in the hand suddenly stabs at the front.

"Ding!"

The two swords suddenly collided. There was a lot of sparks.

The flying sword shot back.

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