Tripod Reverses the Heaven

After the ancient style exercise, everyone's eyes were green and took out items to participate in gambling.

Looking at the pile of rubbish on the ground, the antique mouth is shriveled and shriveled. He really doesn't care about these things.

After meditation for a long time, Gu Feng suddenly smiled and said to the people, "my palm technique is called" return wind and fallen leaves palm ", which has a total of 36 movements. I won't say much about its grade. You can see it yourself. But you just want to get it with such a little bet? "

"How do you want to bet?"

"It's very simple to decide how many formulas you teach according to the value of your bet." The old wind replied.

"If you're worried that you don't have enough to learn all 36 styles, it's also simple. Just put down your space backpack and take all the things inside as a bet."

Gu Feng stopped talking when he finished. He just looked at the people with a smile on his face. He knew that the fish were going to take the bait.

The crowd began to hesitate. Then the first man stood up, took off his backpack, threw it on the ground and said, "OK, I'm blocked with you. I hope you won't break your promise later."

"Hehe, with so many senior brothers and sisters here, how dare I break my promise!" Gu Feng smiled and laughed happily. The meat piled up on his face squeezed his eyes into a seam.

"OK, I'm blocked with you!" Another man came forward and dropped his backpack.

"I'm blocked, too."

After a while, all the onlookers participated in the bet and counted carefully. There were as many as 56 backpacks on the ground. This coke is out of fashion. Although I don't like these things, they can also be given to a group of my younger brothers, can't they? They have just stepped into the threshold of cultivation. These things are precious to them.

The younger martial brother, the more anxious they are, the more they are. The more anxious they are, don't let Gu Qian go back and make a fuss

Mo Xiaoqian really meant well, but Gu Feng was unhappy. He shook off Mo Xiaoqian's hand and said, "elder martial sister, either take down your bag or step aside. Don't delay me to get rich."

"You..." Mo Xiaoqian stamped her feet angrily and said fiercely, "OK, elder martial sister, I'll see you cleaned up later."

Mo Xiaoqian was very angry. She felt that the younger martial brother didn't give herself face. Bite your teeth, stamp your feet, just stand aside and really don't care.

Almost all the onlookers had bet. Gu Feng once again turned his eyes to a group of people in Zhong Lin and said unkindly: "you don't have to keep your eyes straight. If you want to learn, you can bet yourself."

"Hum! Today, I not only want you to hand over the palm script, but also want you to take off a layer of skin. " Zhong Lin gave a cold hum. The first one left his backpack on the ground. The rest of the people followed suit. They all left their backpacks on the ground. When they opened their posture, they were about to fight with the ancient wind.

"Slow!" The ancient wind stopped again, making a group of people's teeth itch again.

"Boy! What tricks are you playing? Are you scared to death? "

"It's too late to be afraid of death now. You can't fool around here!" Zhong Lin's face was joking. It seemed that he had settled the ancient style.

Gu Feng squinted at several opponents in front of him. He didn't look at each other at all. He just said contemptuously, "you want to bet with me on this bet? You look up to yourself too much. "

"What do you want?" Shen Jiaqiang pressed down his anger and asked.

"It's very simple. If you lose, not only all your things will belong to me, but also your house will have to be let out for us to live in."

"Boy, aren't you afraid of the wind?" The people wanted to tear up the ancient custom immediately, because the boy was too much.

The ancient wind shriveled his mouth and said indifferently, "don't dare gamble!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave. This worried a group of people. Everyone wants to get his palm technique script!

"Wait, we bet! But if you lose, you have to get under our crotch in public. " Zhong Lin said. His face was full of malevolence, and he wanted to humiliate the ancient style to the extreme.

Gu Feng squinted at Zhong Lin again and said, "since you like drilling people's crotch so much, I'll help you."

The final bet was finally settled, and a group of people officially opened their posture.

The ancient style is one against ten. It looks very powerful and domineering.

At this time, Mo Xiaoqian on one side pulled the ancient wind again, with an anxious look on her face, and said, "younger martial brother, you can't fool around anymore! The contest is over. " She is really scared. These are ten gold elixirs. Who in the same realm dares to challenge? Even if you go up, you have to lose immediately. He doesn't think that ancient style has that ability, even if his palm is exquisite.

Gu Feng shook off his hand again and said angrily to Mo Xiaoqian, "elder martial sister, why are you so unreasonable? I'll help you vent your anger. You not only don't help, but also stop me everywhere! "

"Help me out?" Mo Xiaoqian showed a suspicious color.

Gu Feng realized that he had slipped his mouth, covered his mouth quickly, and then whispered, "didn't I help you out just now when they stared at you like that?"

He pulled Mo Xiaoqian, who was still in a daze, behind him. The ancient wind said to the ten people in front: "don't you want to learn my" return wind fallen leaf palm "? Look, I'll show you the drill now. "

After saying that, the ancient wind suddenly put away his smile and looked serious. The real Qi in his body ran crazy, and then shouted: "the first style: falling leaves!"

Move!

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the ancient wind moved. With the figure of the ancient wind, palms began to float all over the sky, overlapping and erratic. Like fallen leaves and catkins, the people in front are uncertain.

Bang bang!

There are people in the palm and the figure is flying.

Fortunately, the ancient style has converged. Otherwise, with the strength of the ancient style's men, they will be killed or injured.

"Watch it, the second move: swing the willow in the wind!" The ancient wind drank again, and the palms all over the sky attacked the people again.

Once this move was made, the figure of the ancient style seemed to disappear and replaced by green willows one by one. The willow branches are ethereal and the track is uncertain. It is impossible for everyone to prevent them.

make love!

They were once again severely beaten by the willow branches on their faces, and their cheeks began to be red and swollen.

At this time, people realized that the three-year-old baby was not the Lord who could be bullied. He has the strength to challenge ten golden elixirs and crush them easily. At the moment, it was too late for everyone to regret, because the ancient wind waved his hands again.