Chapter 241

"If you don't want to gamble, you can get rid of it." Young people are aggressive and tough.

The second monk on the stage, his face was very ugly, a burst of green, was forced to be anxious, said: "gambling, why not gamble."

"Well, take out the fifty yuan stone and take it right away." The young man is still tough. He takes a look from his arms, takes out a bag of Yuanshi, and spreads it on the side, which is exactly 50 yuan.

Among them, 49 yuan stones and the remaining one are made of 100 pieces of Yuan Stone.

The second monk, who was hesitant before, laughed when he saw the yuan stone taken out by the young man. "Ha ha, boy, it seems that you have taken out all your wealth. It is also self-knowledge that you know that you are bound to die. If Yuanshi wants to fall into my hands, he just wants to be a bachelor and gamble with me."

"I took out the yuan stone. What about you? If you don't have it, go away." Young people drink cold, everyone can hear the anger in his voice, unwilling, even a trace of despair.

"Damn it, fifty yuan stone. It's so big. I would have been on it if I knew it."

"The boy is also a bachelor. He has to gamble on his death. He seems to be a gambler."

Fifty yuan stone, enough to make most people envious, now one by one are complaining.

"Well, isn't it fifty yuan stone? Can you give it to me?" The second friar snorted coldly, then turned to the bottom of a group of friars and said, "Whoever has Yuan Stone, lend me ten yuan first. When the battle is over, I will return him 15 yuan."

It's a good deal to borrow ten dollars and pay back fifteen.

Soon, ten yuan stones were thrown up.

"Boy, see how you die." The second monk sneered, his eyes glistening, and put the fifty yuan stone together with the previous fifty.

"Well, let's go." Chuxiong was impatient and spoke again.

"Well, stand still and give me a slap." Young people come forward again. This is what we said before. Let's move.

"Come on, I'm not the fool I used to be." The second friar was very confident. Before the youth arrived, he put up his mask and looked at the young man with disdain. He felt as if he were saying, "little boy, I'll let you fight, and you can't break my defense.".

The young man strode forward, shining on his palm and falling again.

"Pa!"

There was a clear sound, but the young man could not see how hard he was. He just slapped him in the face of the second monk.

The latter, like the former one, was knocked down directly, with a sense of horror in his eyes, like shrimps. After a few breaths, he was silent.

Dead!

Dead again.

Everyone is dumbfounded. What's the situation?

Rao was watching carefully, but they didn't see why.

"I don't believe it. I don't believe it." The youth spoke again, but this time it was joyful.

After groping for a while on the other side, he didn't find the yuan stone. He scolded the poor ghost and then put away the 100 yuan stone.

Just a few interest, earn 50 yuan stone, young people feel that earn a lot.

"Damn it, my ten yuan stone." There was a roar from the crowd, and a friar howled.

"What are you doing?"

The young man took Yuan Shi and was ready to die, but was stopped by a monk. This is a man of three forces.

"Nothing. It's just that the battle is not over. I want to fight you." This is a monk of the Li family. At the moment, his mouth is cold and his eyes are full of killing intention.

"I have already fought two battles, but I still want to fight with me. Is this the style of your great forces?" The young man's eyes blazed with anger.

The friars at the bottom have an impulse to swear.

Two more battles?

Bullshit, there was no battle. It was the people who stood there, who were attacked twice in vain and killed two people. There was no consumption at all.

"I can also bet you fifty yuan." Li family strong mouth, again stopped the youth.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I'm a heaven, you're a triple heaven. How can I fight?" The youth laughed.

"You have to fight if you don't fight today." The strong of Li family are aggressive.

"Oppress others with momentum. No wonder Zichen will cut off the disciples of your big family. Everyone is so arrogant. What's the reason of your immortality?" The young man sneered and his tone was very bad.

"Wow

A word fell, causing a lot of uproar, no one thought that the youth would say this, this is the naked face talk.

"Boy, you want to die!"

At the same time, dozens of eyes with a sense of killing, swept to the youth.

"This boy is also a broken pot. He must know that he is bound to die. So he just let go and say something."

"I think so. At the present situation, it is impossible for him to survive."

All of them are looking at the youth, waiting for the other party's reply.

"If you want to fight with me, you can bet a hundred yuan stone, or the big power. If you want to bet 50 yuan stone, you're shameless."The youth finally compromised, but did not suffer a loss, and yelled at him.

The cold murderous intention again attacks, is the fierce vision, but no one starts.

One heavy day vs three times heaven, this is the inevitable situation, just a little late.

The young man took out the stone and put it on the ground. It was exactly 100 pieces.

"Boy, I'll see how you die." In the eyes of Li Jiaqiang, he also took out a hundred yuan stone and put it beside him.

"Don't talk and talk if you want to fight." Youth is very direct.

"Well, then die." The strong man of the Li family had a big drink, and the torrent breath was surging, and he was going to kill the young people.

"Hold on!" All of a sudden, the youth issued a burst of drink, shocked Li Jiaqiang one Leng.

"Do you understand the rules? I'll take a move from the people of the double heaven, but you'll have to steal the attack from the triple heaven. Do you want to be a laughing stock?" The youth sneered again.

"What do you want?" The strong man of Li family suppressed his anger, but in his heart, he had already cut the young man hundreds of times. At the moment, he vowed to torture this guy 10000 times before he could die.

"I don't want you to give in more, two moves. If I can't kill you with two moves, you can handle it at will." The youth deep two fingers, placed a word.

"Good!" The strong Li family agreed without thinking about it.

This time, everyone's eyes widened. They looked at the youth carefully, and had a look at what the other party had done.

The young man strode forward to the strong man of the Li family. Then he reached out and slapped him.

"Pa!" "Pa!"

It's a very simple two slaps. It's just with a heavy sky's Zhenyuan. It looks like it's not heavy at all.

But it was the light slaps that knocked over the strong man. The latter spat blood foam in his mouth, but he could not say what he wanted to say. After several convulsions, his head tilted and his eyes glared, and he died.

"Dead, dead again."

"It's too evil to kill people with just two slaps."

Before and after the details, they even did not blink, Zai Zai carefully read through, but still did not see why.

Even those geniuses are full of doubts.

They can't understand how to kill a triple heaven if they only use Zhenyuan of yichongtian.

"Boy, I won't accept it. I'll meet you." The strong man of Wuzong came out and landed on the high platform.

"If you don't talk nonsense, you can bet at least 200 yuan." Young people are no longer talking nonsense, clean and clear.

"Well, I don't talk nonsense. I give you more than one hundred yuan stone, but I can't let you do anything. If you die, I'll take away 200 yuan stone. If I die, all 300 yuan stone will belong to you." This strong man of Wuzong, obviously instructed by the genius of Wuzong, wants to explore the bottom of this young man at the moment.

"Put down Yuan Shi and fight directly." The youth pointed to the Yuan Stone on the ground.

The strong man of Wuzong didn't talk nonsense. He left a bag of Yuanshi, which was exactly 300, which was obviously prepared for a long time.

And I had expected that the other party would agree, because he had no second way.

"Go to hell!"

In the eyes of a flash of opportunity, the strong man of Wuzong is to make a move. The true yuan of the triple heaven is surging, and he claps at the youth.

A huge palm print appeared, flowing a terrible breath, and fell towards the youth's head.

"This attack can kill people, but Wuzong is just like this?" The young man sneered and didn't care. He clenched his fist with his right hand. Yichongtian's Zhenyuan was surrounded by his fist, and then he patted away towards the palm print.

"One heaven vs. three days, it's death."

"I thought they were standing still to let you fight."

"This is sure to smash the boy."

There are voices coming from the crowd. No one is optimistic about the youth. There is a strong gap in strength. No one thinks he can win.

"Peng!"

When the palm print collides with the fist, it makes a loud noise. Imagine that the scene of young people being smashed by a blow does not happen at all. On the contrary, the fist breaks the palm print. After the explosion, the palm print turns into energy dissipation.

"What?"

"This ordinary punch is so terrible, but the energy on the body surface is very ordinary."

Everyone's eyes widened and their faces were unbelievable.

"I know that his strength is not strong, but his constitution is terrible. Only in this way can we explain why the three people in front of him were all killed by one blow."

"Yes, only a strong physique can block such a strike."

After a blow, the youth strides forward, eyes cold, hands clenched, the road a heavy naive yuan surging.

It looks like a common fist, but it has terrible power.

"Dong!"

With a loud noise, the earth and the earth were shocked. The destruction hit by the strong man of Wuzong was scattered again. It was very easy.

"Peng!"When the young man punched, the strong man of Wuzong was shocked to fly. He vomited blood and looked ferocious.

"This is Wuzong's powerful fighting skills, but it is just so." The young man sneered at the corner of his mouth and punched again.

The strong man of triple heaven was beaten again, and he had no strength to fight back at all. He was directly hit by pressure.

"Boy, I want you dead." Wuzong strong, angry flying, big mouth coughing blood, face lost, under the fury, hit a strong and fierce.

In the sky, the breath of destruction rippled, a terrible palm print appeared.

Breaking palm is the attacking and killing skill of Wuzong, but he obviously learned a little bit, and he couldn't show the power of his fighting skills.

The young man clenched his fist, went up against the air and hit the palm print hard.

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