Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2573 Just a billion! (3 more)
"Bring me back!"

Shentu Xuance's forehead darkened, "Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

Li Cankong clenched his fist tightly, and finally retreated, and returned to Shentu Xuance, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Hey, Shentu Xuance, you lost this game again!"

Ye Wuxin laughed loudly, "One million, bring it here."

"Back to you!"

Shentu Xuance snorted coldly, before Yuan Jing was warmed up in his hand, he vomited it out again.

"How about it, Shentu Xuance, do you still have anyone under your command? Don't forget, the last loser has to kneel down and call the other party grandpa three times!"

Naye Wuxin beamed and said: "Although you are not a good grandson, I will not despise you, grandpa! Hahaha!"

Judging by his embarrassing look, it seemed that he was already sure of winning.

Shen Tuxuan gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Wuxin, it's too early for you to be happy, I still have a capable general who didn't make a move! Brother Ling, go!"

Ling Feng shrugged, took a step forward, then retreated to his original position, shook his head, frowned and said, "No, no, it's boring."

"Brother Ling, you..."

Shentu Xuance felt anxious, "We have agreed..."

"Hey, brother Shentu, it's not that brothers don't help."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows, and said lightly: "This round of 100 million yuan is not exciting, isn't it? You are the young masters of the two major families of Mingguang City, fighting back and forth, just this 200 million bet , boring, too boring!"

Ye Wuxin, who was on the opposite side, immediately became angry when he heard it, "Where is the wild boy, what a big tone, 100 million yuan is boring, how much do you want to play!"

Ling Feng stretched out a finger, "One price, one billion!"

"Ten...ten..."

Ye Wuxin almost choked on his own saliva, a billion, not to mention he is just a young master, even if he is a patriarch, it is not easy to take out a billion.

Let alone Ye Wuxin, even Shentu Xuance was almost stunned.

Good guy, Ling Feng's opening is really going to win Ye Wuxin's loincloth away.

"No?"

Ling Feng looked at Ye Wuxin with contempt, "I thought why the young master of the Ye family, who is as rich as a country, doesn't even have a billion, so poor?"

As he said that, Ling Feng took out the supreme VIP card of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce in his hand, and said with a smile: "I have no more, no less, exactly one billion. I thought I was poor, so I was embarrassed to take it out. As a result, you The youngest of the Ye family is poorer than me."

"Fart... fart, isn't it a billion!"

Ye Wuxin gritted his teeth, "Brat, one billion is one billion, a mere one billion, how could I not get it out!"

"So that's how it is." Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "One billion, one win or lose, young master of the Ye family, do you dare?"

"Come here, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

Ye Wuxin took a deep breath, looked at the black-robed warrior, "Brother Leng, you are sure."

The black-robed warrior, named Leng Qinghan, was Ye Wuxin's companion when he was traveling abroad, and he was also a genius of the Frost Witch Clan.

Leng Qinghan showed a dignified look on his face.

Although he was sure of himself, he couldn't afford to lose such a big bet of 10 billion yuan.

"Forget it, don't gamble if you're afraid."

Ling Feng squinted and smiled, "Just kneel down and call grandpa obediently."

"fart!"

Ye Wuxin had the best face, she frowned, and said in a hateful voice: "Who's afraid, brother Leng, you can just make a move, it's only a billion, hum, this young master... this young master is not bad!"

"Hahaha! Refreshing!"

Ling Feng smiled casually, "Then, Young Master Ye, can you let me order your Yuanjing first? One billion is a small amount of money to Young Master Ye, but I'm a poor man, so I'd better confirm it."

The corners of Shentu Xuance's mouth twitched slightly as he watched, like Ling Feng, he was going to kill Ye Wuxin.

"Pfft!"

Tuobayan knew Ling Feng best, couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Ye Wuxin's eyes, he felt a little "sympathy".

However, Ye Wuxin insisted on swollen face to pretend to be fat, and he was destined to be played to death by Ling Feng.

In the end, Ye Wuxin counted for most of the day, even counting all the treasures in her Naling Ring, and it was only 7 million yuan crystals.

Seeing Ye Wuxin's embarrassed face, Shentu Xuance felt a sense of relief: Ye Wuxin, Ye Wuxin, you're done playing this time!

"It's only [-] million?"

Ling Feng showed a utterly disappointed expression, "I said, Young Master Ye, what's wrong with you, you can't even come up with a billion?"

"Hmph, this young master went out in a hurry and didn't bring that much money, why, can't you!"

"of course can."

Ling Feng chuckled, "With Young Master Ye's status, he has a reputation in Mingguang City, just write an IOU. What is Young Master Ye's status, can he still renege on his debt?"

"Write and write!"

Ye Wuxin tightly clenched her fists, the so-called wealth and wealth are in danger, if Leng Qinghan wins, she will be able to take all the 10 billion crystals in Ling Feng's hands.

"Don't be too busy writing."

Ling Feng chuckled, "I can definitely trust Young Master Ye's character, let's write after the comparison!"

"Hmph, do you think you can win?"

Ye Wuxin said bitterly: "Boy, you are doomed!"

Ling Feng shrugged and smiled, "If you lose, you lose. It's just a billion, and it's not like you can't afford to lose."

Ye Wuxin clenched her fists tightly, feeling an inexplicable feeling in her heart, how could she have been abused by Ling Feng before the match started.

Even if I won the one billion, I still feel bad.

"Okay, one billion bets, barely able to arouse some interest!"

Ling Feng chuckled, and handed over the supreme VIP card in his hand to Shentu Xuance for safekeeping. Then he jumped onto the ring, looked at Leng Qinghan, and bowed to him.

"Take the sword."

Leng Qinghan spit out the two words of indifference, like the extreme north wind passing through, the sky is freezing cold.

The next moment, I saw a frosty blade condensed in his hand, the cold light flickered, the sword light filled the air like ice, covered with heavy snow, and the temperature dropped sharply.

"interesting."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, his understanding of witchcraft was very limited, and this Leng Qinghan was obviously a very good training object.

Yufeng Xiaoyaoyou started, Ling Feng's figure was erratic like the wind, and the blade swung, flying towards Leng Qinghan.

The blade collided with Leng Qinghan's ice blade, and with a "click", Leng Qinghan's ice blade shattered, and countless icicles burst out of it in an instant, shooting towards Ling Feng like a rain of arrows.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, this Leng Qinghan really did something wrong.

"Ice Curse!"

With a low voice, those icicles flying towards Ling Feng turned into arrows of ice in an instant. On the arrows, there was a freezing rule of frost. Before the rain of arrows arrived, an astonishing cold wave had already swept up.

Even Ling Feng felt a bone-piercing chill, which made him shiver unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)