The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

Following the strong man's words, the people passing by became even more interested, and Yun Yi said happily: "The Jianghu competition should be such an upright duel, it's so handsome!"

"Haha, I'm so lucky to have caught up with such a good thing today!"

"By the way, brother, who do you think is stronger between these two?"

Hearing this, the strong man put his hips on his hips and laughed: "I have been in this "Tea Horse City" for countless years, and I have seen many duels, so I can be regarded as half an expert!"

"In my opinion, although Lu Qingfeng is good at swordsmanship, he is still young and has just come out of the rivers and lakes!"

"Compared to the already famous black boxer Merck, how far is it?"

"I think that Black Fist Merck has a big chance to win!"

Everyone nodded quickly when they heard the words, and couldn't help but look at the strong man with admiration, thinking that he was an expert.

Yun Yi was very excited, looked at Yimo and said, "Mr. Qiyu, who do you think can win between the two?"

Yimo folded her arms, showing dead fish eyes, touched her chin and said, "It's hard to say..."

Then he looked at the strong man, and couldn't help asking: "I said, can these two fight or not? They've been standing for three minutes!"

"Is this a duel, or is the sun coming!"

Before the strong man could speak, another person beside him explained: "Young man, don't worry!"

"This master's trick, it all pays attention to aura!"

"Before you start, be patient!"

"It's probably because whoever moved first, it's the feeling of whoever panicked, but fell behind instead!"

"Wait a little longer, the fight will start soon!"

Yimo looked thoughtfully at the words, looked at the crowd, and sighed.

About 5 minutes later, the black fist Merck finally moved!

On the gate tower of the city, Black Fist Merck raised his foot and spread his hands out!

Just when everyone didn't know what Black Fist Merck was going to do, the strong man next to him shouted excitedly, "It turned out to be Black Fist Merck's Dapeng spreading its wings!"

"It is said that the black boxer Merke came to the Central Plains to learn the lightness kung fu after learning boxing in the outer domain!"

"Every time I use this great roc to spread its wings, it means that I have full confidence in winning!"

"It is said that this black boxer Merck can jump more than 3 meters with each jump, and even using this great roc to spread its wings, combine the outer domains and the Central Plains, and create a set of boxing techniques that descend from the sky!"

"Every time it is used, it is beaten to the knees and begged for mercy by the opponent!"

"Hey, don't mention how fierce it is!"

Everyone became even more interested when they heard the words, and another audience member suddenly pointed at the city gate and shouted: "Look, Black Fist Merck has jumped!"

"I rely on!"

"It is indeed 3 meters away!"

"I'm really looking forward to it, how powerful the boxing technique that fell from the sky is!"

"Come to "Tea Horse City" at this moment, and you can see such a master fighting. This trip is really worthwhile!"

"This wave, Black Fist Merck will... I'll be boiled?!!!"

However, before the audience finished speaking excitedly, they saw Merce open his arms on the city gate tower, jumping in three steps and two steps, and he was about to approach the Qingyun sect Lu Qingfeng.

He suddenly slipped and fell headfirst from the top of the city gate!

The city gate tower is several meters high, not to mention how badly that black fist Merck fell!

There were already several old Chinese doctors waiting below, and they gathered around immediately, and began to sell their own healing medicines!

And the brother who said before that Black Fist Merck will win, but didn't finish, also changed his words directly to the word "Zhuo"!

Yun Yi: "???"

"What's the matter!"

Everyone doesn't understand, isn't it said that this black boxer Merck has a solid horse and the most stable footwork?

No one has ever encountered this, and I fell straight down with a somersault!

I couldn't help but looked at the strong man explaining it in doubt, but saw the shocked expression of the strong man, and said loudly at that time: "This, this, this!!!"

Yun Yi was also anxious, and hurriedly urged: "Why are you still stuttering!"

"What's the matter, tell me quickly!"

The strong man frowned: "It is said that Qing Yunzong's swordsmanship, after cultivation to the highest level, there is no need to draw the sword at all, and you can release your internal strength with a wave of your hand!"

"As the saying goes, if you don't have a sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart, there are swords everywhere!"

"I said that the disciples of the Qingyun Sect have always been cultivating behind closed doors, why did they suddenly come out to participate in the competition in the rivers and lakes!"

"This is a peerless genius with a great swordsmanship, and he wants to make the sect famous!!!" His expression was excited!

Yun Yi frowned slightly: "But I haven't heard that besides the peerless hero, there are other masters who can release sword energy!"

"real or fake!"

The strong man cast a glance at Yun Yi, and said lightly: "Oh, I observed very carefully just now!"

"Look carefully, the fingers of Qing Yunzong Lu Qingfeng holding his arms are still shaking up and down!"

When everyone saw it, they immediately admired: "Damn, it's really moving!"

"Could it be that Lu Qingfeng has really cultivated to such a high level?"

Although I admire it, but after all, this is a skill that only legend-level masters can have. Seeing Lu Qingfeng's youth, he has some doubts.

At this moment, the underside of the city gate was surrounded by old Chinese doctors, and Merke, who had bandaged his wounds, finally stood up. His face was still bleeding blood, which looked a bit tragic!

There was no ink marks either, and he turned his head and clasped his hands to Lu Qingfeng who was upstairs above the city gate: "A hero is born as a boy!"

"Lu Shaoxia's swordsmanship is superb, and his sword energy is amazing. I, Black Fist Merck, will be inferior!"

"If there is a chance, I will challenge you again!"

Lu Qingfeng on the city gate tower clasped his hands downwards, and said in a low voice: "You can still be safe after being hit by my sword energy, and Black Fist Merke is definitely not in vain!"

"Waiting for your challenge at any time!"

Following the conversation between the two, the audience immediately became lively, obviously admiring Lu Qingfeng!

Just when everyone had a lively discussion and thought that the duel was about to end and was about to leave, the strong man beside him suddenly pointed to the gate tower and shouted: "Look, everyone, another person has gone up the gate tower!"

When everyone looked around, it was an old man over 4 years old, dressed in sackcloth and holding a green sword.

Calm and unhurried, calm and leisurely, he is a master at first glance.

The man stood where Black Fist Merke had been standing before, and cupped his hands towards Qingyun Sect Lu Qingfeng: "I'm Li Hao of the Mai Yi Sword Sect, I passed by here today, and I saw that my little friend has a lot of sword energy, so I'm here to ask for advice on two moves !"

Hearing this, Lu Qingfeng cupped his hands: "Lu Qingfeng of the Qingyun sect, please give me your advice, senior!"

Everyone saw that there was still a good show, and they stopped the pace they were about to leave just now.

Yun Yi happily asked: "Who is this Mai Yi Jianzong Li Hao?"

The strong man frowned: "This linen swordsman Li Hao is amazing!"

"The old rivers and lakes who became famous 10 years ago, brought the sword with one hand, and the sword is so ethereal that it can even be swung to such an extent that the blade cannot be seen!"

"It is rumored that two years ago, I encountered hundreds of horse bandits, and killed a few back and forth with my own strength, and wiped out all of them!"

"His skill is even more powerful than that sect leader!!!"

The strong man told everyone the story of Li Hao, the Maiden Sword Sect, and he told it vividly.

A few well-dressed people came out from the side, and shouted at the crowd: "This kind of decisive battle between the top masters of the rivers and lakes is one less time to see each other!"

"Guys, this is a rare opportunity. I'm here to sit in the dealership and start a game for fun!"

"Small bets are fun, but big bets are harmful!"

"One bet pays two, bet one pays two!"

"Regardless of whether it is suppressed or not, I will invite everyone to eat roasted mutton buns, so that everyone can have a good time watching it!"

After the rich man finished speaking, the gambling addicts had already started to place bets.

Those who haven't pressed are also eager to try, want to play, but don't know who to press!

At this moment, the strong man suddenly took out a piece of silver and shouted: "Although Lu Qingfeng of the Qingyun Sect has great sword energy, Li Haona of the Mai Yi Sword Sect is a master-level master after all, and his internal strength is not bad at all!"

"This wave is simply free money. I use all my belongings to suppress the linen swordsman Li Hao!!!"

After the strong man finished speaking, the emotions of the people around him were finally aroused. Most of them took the money and followed Li Hao, the Mai Jianzong.

Even Yun Yi took out an ingot of gold and walked over there!

Seeing the gold ingot, Yimo hurriedly stopped Yun Yi, and asked in a low voice, "Peerless hero, let me ask first, who do you want to suppress?"

Yun Yi looked at the people around him, and whispered in Yimo's ear: "Suppress Qingyun sect Lu Qingfeng!"

This result surprised Yi Mo a little, and asked curiously: "Why did you suppress him? Did you see that Lu Qingfeng is stronger than Li Hao, the Mai Yi Sword Sect?"

Yun Yi shook his head, and said with a sly smile: "That strong man seems to be very knowledgeable. He took the lead in crushing that linen swordsman Li Hao, and everyone followed suit."

"However, everyone forgot about the strong man before, but Black Fist Merck will definitely win!"

"The results of it?"

"Black Fist Merck fell down and almost didn't get up!"

"I think that you will win if you press against that strong man!"

After Yun Yi finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, quickly put his hand in front of his mouth, "coughed" twice, and then pretended to be deep and said: "Actually, I was the one who saw that Lu Qingfeng's inner strength is stronger than that of Mai Jianzong's." Li Hao is even better!"

"Ahem... What did you say, Saitama-sensei, before?"

"That's when the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the back waves beat the front waves on the beach!"

"Eh? Something doesn't seem right!"

"Forget it, Qiyu, don't stand in my way of getting rich. When the fight starts, I won't be able to suppress it even if I want to!"

As Yun Yi said, he was in a hurry to make a bet!

On the contrary, Yimo couldn't see any superfluous expression on his face, and directly took the gold ingot in Yun Yi's hand: "For such a duel in the rivers and lakes, it's one less game, I'll help you make a bet for the peerless hero, You can just watch the show here!"

Hearing this, Yun Yi showed his white teeth, bent over and said to Yi Mo, "Thank you then!"

After finishing speaking, I did not forget to remind Yimo: "By the way, I must suppress Qingyun Sect Lu Qingfeng!"

Yimo: "Don't worry!"

After Yimo went to place a bet and came back, the game had already started upstairs at the city gate.

Not to mention, when two masters with swords fought together, they fought back and forth, and the sound of swords "clinking and clanging" was endless.

The strong man explained the whole process, and everyone was very happy to hear it!

Yimo has come back now, took two baked buns, and handed one to Maaya.

The two of them took the mutton baked bun and ate it.

Maaya: "Why is this mutton steamed bun much smaller than expected, and you can't eat the mutton at all!"

Yimo couldn't help touching Maaya's head when she heard the words: "Where did you come from, don't you understand these routines?"

"Is there a wife in the wife cake?"

"This mutton baked bun, don't say that there must be no mutton, but after roasting so many buns, put a small piece of mutton on it, can't it also be called mutton baked bun?"

"Hahaha, it's right if you can't eat it!"

Because there are too many people watching the excitement, eating is a bit unhygienic, Yimo has already dragged Maaya to the grass outside the road, took off the sackcloth and spread it on the ground, the two of them are sitting on it at the moment, going out with the outing like.

Maaya doesn't like others to touch her head. When she was a child, her elders always liked to touch her head. She suspects that there is some reason why she hasn't grown up in height.

But at the moment when Yimo pampered her head, she felt a little bit happy. She raised her head and grinned happily, "Hehe, I thought the ancients would be more honest."

Yimo: "Good people are bad people, honest and dishonest, but it has nothing to do with the age, it only has to do with people!"

Maaya nodded and looked at the tower above the city gate, Qingyun Sect Lu Qingfeng and Mai Jianzong Li Hao were fighting back and forth, indistinguishable, very anxious, curiously said: "Brother Sakamoto, tell me!"

"Which of the two of them can win?"

"Before I made a bet, I felt trustworthy, and it was definitely a fool."