Yong Heng Zhi Zun

Yuan Wei's gambling fight took place in Douqi Pavilion three days later.

"This fat man can really make trouble. Thanks to you this time, otherwise he will lose miserably." Three days later, Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen came to Douqi Pavilion together.

Douqi Pavilion is a place for gambling and fun.

"Brother Beishan, brother Feichen, here you are

Seeing them, Yuan Wei's fat face was full of smiles.

Yan Beishan said: "brother Wei, let's say that all the 100 trillion high-quality stones will be given to brother floating dust. After all, after all, after all, after all, he offended a young clan leader of the five-star family, adding a lot of crisis and trouble out of thin air."

Yuan Wei said, "brother Beishan, what are you talking about? Am I Yuan Wei like that? Don't worry. If you win, not only will the 100 trillion high-quality divine stones belong to brother Fuchen, but I will also ask my father to open a sword pool space and let him go in and Practice for ten days. "

"Open sword pool space?" Yan Beishan was a little surprised.

The yuan family is not a pure Kendo family, but at least 10% of them are practicing sword, and they are practicing kendo.

Jianchi space is the holy land of the yuan family's Kendo practice. It's said that practicing Kendo in it for one day is equivalent to one hundred years' practice in the outside world. I don't know whether it's true or not. But anyway, Jianchi space is the holy land of Kendo cultivation. There's no doubt about it. Will the patriarch of yuan family agree?

"That's right." Yuan Wei nodded.

Although Jianchi space is the holy land of Kendo practice, to be honest, only those gifted sword gods can gain. Over the years, the yuan family has produced a lot of Kendo Xuanshen, but there are few Kendo domain gods. At present, the highest cultivation is a middle Kendo God.

Therefore, for Yuan Wei, opening the sword pool space is nothing at all. It's also a waste to put it there. It's better to let Li Fuchen go in and practice. He believes his father will agree with him.

Douqi Pavilion is very large. There are three floors in total. Each floor is divided into 100 large areas, and each large area is divided into 100 small areas.

Douqi Pavilion on the second floor, the eighth area of the fifty second small area of water palace.

Opening the door, Yuan Wei walked in with Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen.

Shuishui hall is a main hall, the palace is resplendent, just like the day. On both sides of the hall, there are pillars with some array patterns carved on them, which looks quite mysterious.

At the moment, the hall gathered a lot of people, it is the two sides to shout strong momentum.

Yuan Wei's side, in addition to the powerful people, there are two spiritual masters, but at this time, the two spiritual masters face extremely heavy, the three opposite spirit masters, they do not care about the other two, but Storm Spirit Lord makes people have to care.

This is the existence of Cang Lanling, ranking 940.

Don't say it's one-on-one, even if two people join hands, no, even if ten two people join hands, they can't defeat each other.

However, although the storm spirit Master was extremely strong, they didn't shrink back. First, they were more congenial with Yuan Wei. Second, Yuan Wei paid them a very high reward. Therefore, even if they knew that they were not the storm spirit Master's opponent, they were brave enough to come.

Before, there were actually three of them, and the other one had the highest strength, but after hearing that the other party invited the Storm Spirit Lord, he said nothing.

"I hope brother Wei's friends are as strong as he said."

They didn't attend the spring breeze Pavilion party, so they didn't know the existence of Li Fuchen.

"Where can the strong go? We will certainly lose this time. I hope we can lose decently."

The opponent is the Spirit Lord, the Spirit Lord, the two people really do not have much confidence.

Boom!

The main hall door opened and everyone looked over.

"It's brother Wei."

"That seems to be brother Beishan."

"Who is the man next to brother Beishan?"

There are so many children in Huang Fengcheng's family. Not all of them attended the spring breeze Pavilion party. Some of them have something to do, some want to attend other gatherings. Of course, some people do not meet the requirements of the party, or they are over 100000 years old, or their cultivation is just the middle spirit God, not reaching the upper spirit God.

So most of them don't know Li Fuchen.

However, a small number of people recognized Li Fuchen.

"It's Li Fuchen, the master of Tianjian spirit."

"Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord, Li Fuchen?"

"You didn't attend the spring breeze Pavilion party. You don't know the power of the Heavenly Sword spirit Master Li Fuchen. With him, you may not be able to deal with the Storm Spirit Lord."

"Are you kidding! The Storm Spirit Lord is the 940 in the Spirit Lord list. Can the Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord be comparable to him

"So it's a pity that you didn't attend the spring breeze Pavilion party. Wait and see."

On Yuan Wei's side, everyone talked about it. After a while, everyone basically understood Li's information. They looked at Li's eyes one by one, curious and suspicious.

Yan Beishan said with a smile: "since the spring breeze Pavilion gathering, some good people have given you a title, called the Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord."

Li Fuchen's sword is so terrible that it looks like the punishment of the Heavenly Sword. The title of the Spirit Lord of the Heavenly Sword is appropriate.Smell speech, Li Fuchen smile, did not care too much.

"Who do you know, who this man is and when he came out?" It was Huang Shaobao, the young patriarch of the Huang family of the five-star high-ranking family, who was attending another large-scale gathering at the spring breeze Pavilion party, so he did not know what happened at the Chunfeng Pavilion gathering.

In fact, Yuan Wei did not attend the spring breeze Pavilion party. At that time, like Huang Shaobao, he attended the same party.

Li Fuchen was introduced by Yan Beishan later.

"Brother Shaobao, this man's name is Li Fuchen. He is a master of Kendo spirit. He made a great success in the gambling of Chunfeng Pavilion and defeated many powerful spiritual masters. Later, some good people gave him the title of Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord."

A superior spirit came to Huang Shaobao and introduced it in detail.

"Oh! It seems that he has some skills, but he is better than brother Jie? " Huang Shaobao takes a look at the storm spirit Master Xu Renjie, who is closing his eyes and nurturing his mind.

"That's impossible. Brother Renjie is on the list of spiritual masters. No opponent has ever seen him."

We still have great confidence in Storm Spirit Lord Xu Renjie. Li Fuchen is strong, but as long as he has not defeated the Spirit Lord on the Spirit Lord list, he will be lower than the Spirit Lord in the Spirit Lord list.

"I'm afraid he can't make any waves."

Huang Shaobao took up the glass on the table and drank it down. Then, with a proud smile on his face, he said to Yuan Wei in a loud voice: "fatso, I thought you were too scared to come. Why, this is the helper you asked. It looks very strong, but I don't know how many moves will be defeated."

Don't wait for a hundred trillion yuan, you won't cry when you are ready

He trusted Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen.

Since Yan Beishan said that Li Fuchen was strong enough to defeat the storm spirit Master.

Then he believed it, without any doubt.

"You're a dead duck. When are you going to make such a funny joke? But don't worry. The 100 trillion high-quality divine stone has been ready for a long time. It depends on whether you have the ability to take it. I'm afraid that your friend, the so-called Heavenly Sword Spirit Lord, will lose miserably." Huang Shaobao was extremely sarcastic.

"Lose? That's impossible. Stop talking nonsense. Let's start gambling Yuan Wei sneered.

"It's quite straightforward. Let's start!" Huang Shaobao also sneered.

The gambling is very simple. Each side has three spiritual masters. If one party fails, the other will lose.

Li Fuchen was not the first to play, and the storm spirit Master Xu Renjie was not the first to play. Both sides were the first to play ordinary spiritual masters.

The battle was fierce, and the spirit and magic skills were constantly bombarded together. Fortunately, there was a divine array inside the main hall, otherwise the hall would have collapsed and turned into flying ash.

"I'm going to lose."

After dozens of moves, Liu Heng, the spiritual master of Yuan Wei, was caught by Li Fuchen.

Sure enough, after ten moves, Liu Heng was blown out, quite embarrassed.

"Brother Wei, I'm sorry. I lost."

Liu Heng's face turned red.

Yuan Wei didn't care and said, "it's OK. I'm very happy if you can come. As for the victory or defeat, don't worry too much. I still have brother floating dust here."

All his hopes are pinned on Li Fuchen. Liu Heng doesn't care whether he wins or loses.

Smell speech, Liu Heng looked at Li Fuchen, retreated to one side.

To tell you the truth, he is not optimistic about Yuan Wei. He is only afraid that he will lose miserably this time.

The second one who came on the stage was still not Li Fuchen, but the helper Yuan Wei invited, named Mier Tuofu. According to Yuan Wei, he was a medium spiritual Lord.

This time, Yuan Wei won. Milton defeated his opponent with only five moves.

Then, within 70 moves, he defeated the second Spirit Lord invited by Huang Shaobao.

"Renjie, it's your turn to play." Huang Shaobao's face is not good-looking. He didn't expect that this Milton was so powerful that he defeated the two spiritual masters he invited in succession. Although he had the Storm Spirit Lord Xu Renjie, the scene was not good after all.

Xu Renjie opened his eyes and said, "I'm here so soon. Who are you inviting?"

Xu Renjie is not satisfied. Is he sleeping comfortably?

Huang Shaobao had no choice but to say, "the other party is a little tricky. He defeated the two spiritual masters I invited in succession. Otherwise, I would not wake you up so early."

"Well, it's good to do some exercises. I hope the opponent is not too weak, otherwise I will be very angry." Xu Renjie grinned grimly.

He fights with people, is always very cruel, likes to torture people.

On the field, Xu Renjie looked at maiertuofu and said: "let's go. I'll give you a chance. I won't fight back or dodge within the three moves, nor will he show his magic skills."

"You are too arrogant." Naturally, Milton doesn't think that he is Xu Renjie's opponent. But if the other party doesn't fight back, Dodge, or display his magic skills, how much more strength can he have left?I'm afraid there's not enough left.

And Milton is confident of his attack.

"Arrogant? You won't feel that way later. " Xu Renjie stood with his hands down and his manner was calm.

"The sky Thunder God cuts."

Maiertuofu raised the long knife in his hand. The endless rules of thunder and lightning converged on the long knife, and then he chopped at Xu Renjie.

Sonorous!

Xu Renjie's chest was splashed with sparks, and miltorf tried his best to stab him without breaking his skin.

"Is this the Lord on the list? What a powerful spirit, a strong spirit. "

Everyone is in a daze.

Milton is a medium-sized spiritual master at least, but he can't break Xu Renjie's skin. What kind of defense is this!

"Seven powers. It's interesting."

Li Fuchen can see at a glance that Xu Renjie's spiritual strength has reached seven levels. In comparison, Milton's spiritual power strength is only five, with a difference of two. It is normal that he fails to break Xu Renjie's defense.

"Heaven and earth Lei Mie Dao."

Milton's face was a little ugly, and he made another stab.

This Sabre is extremely aggressive. The infinite thunder and lightning completely condense into the long Dao, which makes the power of this Dao reach a limit.

Sonorous.

This time, a white mark appeared on Xu Renjie's chest.

"It's not bad. Let's have a third." Xu Renjie nodded and grinned grimly.