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Chapter 1829

After being disturbed by the efforts, Suning wanted to use the secret art of the martial arts palace "Ten Thousand Swords" again, it was obviously too late.

There was no way, he could only use the third move of "The Four Symbols of the Sword" "The Suzaku East" to be forced to defend.

Intent to weaken Shangguan Feng's attack and stop him from approaching again.

"Swish."

The sword energy surged, and a huge red net formed in the air with the mind.

The sword shadows inside were intertwined, and heat waves rushed towards them.

"broken."

With a finger raised across the air, the immortal power in the body suddenly burst out.

The giant net contracted rapidly under Suning's control, and instantly turned into a red vermilion bird that was about to fly.

Shangguan's temple showed disdain, and the stone hammer fell down and said, "I'm just a middle-grade immortal art, but I dare to show off here?"

"If this is the biggest killer you regard as your trump card, then you will definitely lose today."

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The silver snake flew, and the hammer nailed to the surface of the void to stir up tens of thousands of golden star points.

"Thi."

The Vermillion Bird sang and spread its wings.

What followed was the endless spread of fire.

It illuminated Leyang City under the dark night, and also shocked the practitioners watching the battle below all retreated.

"This kid..."

Someone stroked his burnt hair in a mess and cursed, "After all, I lost to the immortal weapon that has not yet condensed."

"One is in the fifth grade of the True Immortal, and the other is promoted to the seventh grade of the True Immortal with his natal immortal weapon."

"The gap between the two levels of realm cannot be compensated by his powerful mind that is different from ordinary people."

"Oh, I lost unjustly."

He shook his head repeatedly, and the gentle middle-aged man seemed to feel regret for Suning.

But the next moment, an old big hand slapped his left shoulder and asked with a little teasing voice: "Do you think Suning will lose?"

The middle-aged man turned around vigilantly, looked at the old man in gray robe who was as thin as a bamboo pole behind him, and suddenly felt puzzled: "Are you talking to me?"

The old man smiled with a harmless kind smile: "A gamble?"

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to respond, he said to himself: "Three moves, but if you can't use three moves, Suning will win."

"Shangguan Feng may not die, but it is definitely not much better."

"Either your cultivation is abolished and you will be completely destroyed. Or you will have a deep seed of inner demons and you will never expect to break the realm in this life."

"The old man just went down the mountain and was short of some money for wine and meat."

"In this way, we don't bet too much. How about the 100,000-medium-grade immortal crystal?"

As he spoke, he took out a low-quality Qiankun bag openly and said, "Do you count?"

The middle-aged man let out his mind and realized it, and immediately his eyes shone brightly and said, "Are you sure you win by betting on Suning? Isn't it Shangguan Feng?"

The old man in gray robe grinned and said silly: "You are not deaf, so you are right."

"I have helped people pick up coffins for a lifetime. The 100,000-medium-grade immortal crystal is the coffin book I prepared for myself."

"It is a peaceful life that is spent in peace, or a lonely and helpless life, all depends on this."

"Swoosh."

Unable to refuse, he threw out the Qiankun bag and said, "Here, you keep the bet, do you dare?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and happily took over the big pie that "falls from the sky" and said without thinking: "I've gambled."

In his opinion, Suning's defeat was an indisputable fact.

Whether one move can survive the current one has become a problem, and where do you get the three moves?

Don’t you have a 100,000-odd medium-grade immortal crystal that you have obtained for free, don’t you?

Thinking of this, he quickly looked up at the defensive formation in the sky and locked in Suning.

"Defeat, you must lose."

"No matter whether you live or not, I will settle for these 100,000 medium-grade immortal crystals."

Viciously, he stuffed the bet into his spacious sleeves with a sure win expression.

The old man in gray robe who claimed to be carrying a coffin chuckled and said, "I'm willing to leave and accept the loss."

"If you lose, you will have to pay me a lot of money."

The middle-aged man clasped his hands tightly and firmly said: "No, I won't lose."

"Rumbling."

In the formation, the explosion of the cloud-piercing stone suddenly sounded.
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