Chapter 278: This is really a boy who gave away money
However, the old man in gray clothes did not reveal what he was thinking at all. Instead, he gradually regained his smile and showed that he had accepted Jin Kun's apology. He nodded slightly, then turned to Yuwen Xiaobao,
road:
"It turns out that you are the city lord of Baiyun City. You killed my Xuansheng Sect disciples and deposed my Xuansheng Sect's first protector. I didn't expect to meet you here today..."
"That's long-winded." Yuwen Xiaobao raised his lips disdainfully and waved his hands:
"Why don't we just fight? Come on."
coax......
Everyone exclaimed.
"So this young man is the newly rising Lord of Baiyun City?"
"You are so young and frivolous!"
"It turns out to be the Douyuan level of the fifth level of the First Yuan!!"
"It's a pity. Bai Ming should be the eighth level of the First Yuan. It will be very simple to kill this kid."
Yuwen Xiaobao's eyes turned and fell on the person who had just spoken. He cracked his lips and showed a smile, saying: "It turns out to be the master of Wantong Sect, the ancestor of Liehuo Sect."
Yuwen Xiaobao chuckled and said: "Then how many rounds does Master Wantong think this old servant of the Jin family can kill me, Yuwen Xiaobao?"
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that at this moment, the Lord of Baiyun City could be so calm.
The old man in gray clothes changed his face angrily, and glared at Yuwen Xiaobao fiercely, and then glanced at Jin Kun. Jin Kun also gritted his teeth with hatred, this kid didn't even have the slightest chance to stir up dissension.
"No more than 100 degrees!" Liehuo Ancestor Wantong raised his chest and stroked the black beard under his forehead arrogantly, looking at Yuwen Xiaobao with disdain.
The elder in gray also nodded slightly. There was a proud smile on his face. Obviously, he thought so too. With his existence at the eighth level of the primordial realm, it would be a piece of cake to get a fifth level of the primordial realm?
"Then let's make a bet, shall we?" Yuwen Xiaobao raised the corner of his mouth and started playing tricks again.
"What are you betting on?" Ancestor Liehuo laughed:
"Why don't we bet on the first day you will be killed by the third elder of Xuansheng Sect? Hahaha!"
As soon as Wantong finished speaking, everyone around him burst into laughter.
"Yes, I really bet that I would be killed by this old servant of the Jin family in that moment." As soon as Yuwen Xiaobao's voice came out, everyone was shocked. They became completely quiet, and Yuwen Xiaobao didn't show any concern.
He slowly looked around at everyone with concern, and then said:
"If I die within ten rounds, then I lose and I accept my fate. But if I survive the ten rounds, what will happen to Master Wanmen?"
Wantong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Yuwen Xiaobao to actually pay attention to what he said just now. However, he didn't care. He snorted coldly and said:
"Since you said gambling, you should have an idea. Let's talk about it."
Wantong has a calm and gentle appearance, showing off the style of a patriarch.
"Master Wan is indeed the master of the great sect!" Yuwen Xiaobao immediately threw a flattery and stabbed him to death, then he smiled again and said:
"I just need to survive ten rounds. It's not like Master Wan. After ten rounds, I will get one thousand taels in one round, and then increase by one thousand taels in each subsequent round."
"You mean, if you survive to the eleventh round, I will give you one thousand taels. When you reach the twelfth round, it will be two thousand taels plus the previous one thousand taels from the eleventh round, giving you three thousand taels?
On the thirteenth match, I have to reward you six thousand taels of silver?"
The contempt on Wantong's face was even more intense.
When he saw Yuwen Xiaobao taking out four treasures at Yuwen's mansion, he thought that although the Yuwen family was weak, it could still be called a well-established family, but he never expected that he would turn out to be such a clown.
"That's what it means."
Yuwen Xiaobao has a smile on his face. He doesn't care about these people's faces or what they think. Anyway, if you stay for a while, I will let you see my true strength!
"Okay!" Wantong didn't hesitate at all.
Even if you, Yu Wen Xiaobao, can take over the old man in gray for ten hexes, even if you can go through twenty hexes, how much money will I lose? I have inherited the Fire Sect for more than two thousand years, so little money
It's just a drop in the bucket...Oh no! Nine thousand cows or even ninety thousand cows are not worth a drop in the bucket.
However, I want to see, how will you spend it after you die?
hey-hey.
"Sect Master Wan is really happy." Yuwen Xiaobao also chuckled. Unexpectedly, a boy giving money came out of thin air... Oh no, it should be the old man giving money!
Then he turned around and looked at the old man in gray clothes. Yuwen Xiaobao joked again:
"It's so pitiful that you are still being teased and ordered around by others at such an old age."
Yuwen Xiaobao wanted to anger the old man in gray, so that it would be more beneficial to him.
"Shut up!"
Jin Kun yelled before the old man in gray could get angry. He was now afraid that the old man in gray would abandon him in anger or even attack himself. Jin Kun knew that these old monsters were extremely ruthless in their actions.
Who knows, if he is provoked again and again by Yuwen Xiaobao, will he really kill himself in anger?
"Little brother, don't worry, I'll wait until your brother Xiaobao plays with your old servant before I play with you." Yuwen Xiaobao's words almost made Jin Kun angry to death, and everyone around him was also shocked.
He actually called the Young Sect Master of Xuansheng Sect his little brother?
Did you play with your old servant first and then tease you?
"Boy, don't try to be brave with a bad mouth!" The elder in gray clothes could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. What Jin Kun gave him, Yuwen Xiaobao gave him!
Although Jin Kun was the first to insult him, Jin Kun immediately apologized to himself regardless of whether he was sincere or not, and the boy Baiyun City Lord was really adding salt to his shameful wound again and again. This boy was really
It’s full of bad water!
The huge gourd suddenly accelerated and approached Yuwen Xiaobao, roaring like a jet arrow boat.
"Come! Shiyuan Eighth Level!!"
Yuwen Xiaobao roared into the sky, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he threw himself out without even waiting for the old man in gray to reach the yacht. He flew down in the sky and arced like a blue rainbow, reaching the sky above the old man in gray.
"Double stars shine in the day!"
Lifting up two fists, Yuwen Xiaobao smashed them on the head of the elder in gray clothes. Before the force of the fists could reach, the surrounding sea covered by the fist energy sank, and a layer of water with a radius of several dozen meters sank.
When the pit came, it was more than ten meters lower than the sea level outside the fist!
The gourd of the elder in gray clothes was pressed directly into the sea, and even the knees of the elder in gray clothes were submerged by the sea water.
The whole scene looked like the elder in gray clothes and his gourd suddenly sank under the sea and were swallowed up.
What kind of attack!!!
Everyone was shocked and completely shocked by Yuwen Xiaobao's strength.
Is this something that can be achieved at the fifth level of the First Yuan Dynasty?
If there were no elders in gray clothes, then a first-level Shiyuan or even a first-level Saint King would be able to sink such a large area of the sea level, but now, the elders in gray are within the coverage of this fist.