Martial Invincible Sovereign

In a moment's effort, the strong man with the word slave came out, wearing a black robe, and his breath was frightening and extremely cold.

"I'm still an ugly slave. The ugly slave has won all the way until now. Even if I lose, I'm worth it!"

"Press what ugly slave, directly scorpion, scorpion, you know, he is a strong man who has won ten times in a row in No. 8 gambling shop. Can the gambling fight there be compared here? Scorpion tiger, I press you, come on!"

"Fart, this ugly slave is not weak at all. I'll crush the ugly slave!"

"Just wait and cry. A thousand top-grade stones press scorpions and tigers. Scorpions are the hidden strongmen of this gambling arena!"

"Brother sun, who will be pressed this time? These two people are so strong." Pang Bo looked excited. In these rounds of gambling, he won tens of thousands of top grade yuan stones, which was still in the case of several rounds of intentional loss.

"Pressure ugly slave, this scorpion's strength can't compare with ugly slave."

Sun Yining said that although scorpion is strong, it gives Sun Yi the feeling that it is just the strength of Xingyang on that day, but this ugly slave has the strength of Duan Qing and even Cangfeng. I really don't understand how such a powerful warrior can become a slave to others.

"Oh!" Pang Bo nodded. He and Sun Yi were still one thousand top grade stones.

At this time, a strong man clenched his teeth and seemed to have made a big decision. He shouted at the middle-aged man, "I don't have Yuanshi. Can I take a slave instead of Yuanshi?"

"I'll take everything in the arena. I'll pay you as much as your slave is worth!" Middle aged humanity.

"OK, all bet on scorpions!" The man insisted that his Yuan Stone had lost, and he wanted to fight in the ninth war.

In the arena.

The bet soon ended, and the ugly slave and scorpion stood on both sides. Everyone was very calm.

For some slaves, death is sometimes a relief. Of course, no one will die if they can live.

Sure enough, as Sun Yi said, the ugly slave's strength is really stronger than scorpion. A fight is like falling on one side.

"Scorpion sting!" The scorpion's palm brushed away, and his hand was as poisonous as the scorpion's tail.

Die!

The ugly slave was still so calm. The whole man didn't move a step. He waved his right hand. The whole void trembled. The next second, he saw the scorpion's body suddenly stop.

"Thanks, I'm free."

The scorpion's lips wriggled, but there was a smile on his face. The whole person turned into flesh and blood like the first eight people, and the ugly slave was still so expressionless.

"The ninth war, the ugly slave wins!" The middle-aged man gnashed his teeth and wanted to eat the ugly slave. He resented that he would greet you and the Li family in the future.

"Ha ha, I've said that ugly slaves can win. I have to bet on the useless scorpion."

"Shit, I lost all my underwear and gambled fart!"

"Which bastard said that the scorpion would win and stand up for labor and capital. It's not to peel your skin."

On the stand, those martial arts platforms were shouting the names of ugly slaves. Due to the existence of ugly slaves, many people made a lot of yuan and stone.

Somewhere in the stand, the warrior who had previously wanted to detain slaves looked ferocious, spit and scolded: "bad luck!"

Then the man swept to the arena, came to the middle-aged man and said: "two Shentai six heavy days, two Shentai five heavy days, plus a Shentai three heavy days, should be worth a thousand yuan stone."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "it seems that there is still a hundred top-grade yuan stones. The first two can calculate two hundred top-grade yuan stones for you. The last Shentai triple heaven is not worth two hundred yuan stones."

It's very common to take things to pay Yuan Stone in the gambling arena. If the middle-aged people hadn't been so fussy before, but now the ugly slave makes him very unhappy.

"Hehe, my triple heaven of Shentai is not simple. It's a talented martial artist, a hundred year old Shentai realm, and it's still a woman." The man smiled cunningly, his mind moved, and five slaves appeared in the arena.

These five people, four men and one woman, each wearing a white clothes like prison clothes, everyone looked weak and very sloppy.

The middle-aged man turned the woman's head and looked at it carefully. While looking at it, he nodded: "this woman is really good. It's worth it. You can go."

The woman looks young, only in her twenties and thirties. She has a round face. Although she is not peerless beautiful, she is very cute.

A head of green silk was scattered over his shoulders. His eyes were dull and very pale. The only drawback was that there was a dazzling slave word on his left face.

"Little sister!"

Pang Bo suddenly lost his voice and shouted. Looking at the girl, the whole person suddenly stood up, fell back, and his face changed greatly: "isn't my little sister in the family? How can she appear in this casino and become a slave!"

"Pombo, what happened." Sun Yimei frowned, stood up and put his big hand on the trembling Pangbo to calm him down.

"Brother sun, that girl is my little sister. How could she be here? Who sold her to the slave farm!" Pang Bo looked at Sun Yi with an excited face.

"Did you admit your mistake?"

"No, how can my own little sister admit her mistake? When she was a child, she often followed me after me. Who did this to her? My little sister, no, I want to save her." Pang Bo seemed to be absent-minded. His eyes suddenly turned red and rushed to the arena to get rid of Sun Yi's big hand.

"Don't be so flustered. If you rush over like this, you will take the tenth war. With your strength, you will be killed by ugly slaves. You can't save your little sister." Sun Yi took a deep breath and pressed the excited Pangbo.

Because of Sun Yi's words, Pang Bo also calmed down a little. The six gods had no master: "brother sun, tell me what I should do. That's my little sister. Should I watch her fall into the mouth of the tiger and be indifferent?"

"I'll take over this battle. I can certainly save your little sister. Trust me."

Sun Yi's eyes are bright. Although the ugly slave's strength is powerful, Sun Yi also has a self-confidence that can surpass him. Since Pang Bo calls him brother sun, he can't sit idly by.

"Sun... Brother sun, thank you." Pang Bo clenched his fist and was glad to follow Sun Yi to the casino, otherwise his little sister would be bad. At the same time, his gratitude to Sun Yi couldn't be expressed in words. His lips wriggled a few times, but he couldn't say a few words.

"Since I'm a brother, it's too polite to thank you. Your little sister, I have to call me brother. Do you think I can help you?"

Sun Yat-sen smiled. His relaxed words made Pangbo feel a lot easier. Since brother sun was there, his little sister must be rescued!