Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1541: Mad man, gambler

"Who is joking with you! Give you ten breaths. If you don't make a move, it means you will automatically admit defeat and obediently leave your saber behind. Otherwise, we will knock our heads three times to our brothers and sisters." The young man looked at the three silver sword ambassadors and snorted, his eyes high.

Another short-haired disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect next to him has his fingers buckled on the sword at his waist, his face has no expression, but his eyes have a cold smile, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"You... don't deceive others too much!"

The young man in Tsing Yi has eyebrows beating, his face is extremely ugly.

If it is a fair duel and loses to the opponent, then he has nothing to say, but the two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect obviously want to humiliate them! If they handed over the saber today, what else would they claim to be the Silver Sword Envoy of the Sword Tomb? As for kowtow, that would be even more impossible.

The cold young man raised his eyebrows, and his emotionless voice sounded: "Three breaths."

"I did it with you!"

The blue boy was so angry that his face was bloodshot, and he roared, pushing the sword intent to the limit, and a strong sharp meaning came out.

"Junior Brother Ye, don't be impulsive!"

The Tsing Yi youth was shocked, but it was too late.

"Take me a sword!" The blue-clothed young figure rushed out, halfway through the figure, holding a sword in both hands, a momentum of change, spreading, a sword to the stern-faced disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect Crazy chopping.

A sneer of contempt evoked from the corner of the cold youth's mouth.

"Break it for me!"

There was purple air rising in his eyes, and the cold young man slashed horizontally. The purple sword air stretched in the air and raged all the way. Wherever he passed, the air was cut and divided into upper and lower parts, unable to connect together.

Puff!

As soon as the sword energy touched, the sword gang on the silver ling sword in the blue-clothed boy's hand was instantly shattered. At the same time, his bodyguard gang qi was also shattered. The purple sword aura forced him to retreat wildly, like blood without money. Squirting from the mouth.

"Brother!"

The young man in Tsing Yi gave a strong breath, and the silver ling sword in his hand burst out with biting sword energy, the sword energy shook crazily, forming a sword energy tornado, blasting towards the purple sword energy.

Boom!

The purple sword qi was shattered, and the youth in Tsing Yi and the youth in blue were both violently shocked, vomiting blood.

"Brother!" The red-clothed girl looked at the grim youth who was approaching, her face turned pale, and she wanted to shoot, but her right hand holding the sword was trembling involuntarily.

"It turns out that the Sword Tomb disciple is so vulnerable. In vain, I am still looking forward to how strong the so-called kendo holy site is. It seems that they are just some incompetent small characters."

The cold youth looked at the three of them with disdain, and stepped closer.

"Do you dare to insult my teacher!"

The blue-clothed boy vomited a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said: "Your cultivation base is two levels higher than mine. What kind of ability to defeat me, if you get to the Absolute Sword Monument, you can only escape with your tail!"

"Absolute Sword Monument, I will naturally go. However, for now, let's end our duel first."

The cold young man smiled disdainfully, and said, "Come on!"

Huh!

As he closed his five fingers, an invisible suction appeared, covering the silver ling sword in the hands of the blue-clothed boy, and he wanted to collect it.

"Don't think about it!"

Seeing that the other party wanted to collect his own saber, the blue-clothed boy stared wide, urging his sword intent and cutting off the suction with a sword.

"Stubbornly stubborn, then don't blame me for being cruel!"

The cold young man's eyes showed cold light, his wrist flicked, and a stunning purple sword light turned out to be cut to the blue boy with both hands. His purpose is very simple. If the blue-clothed boy wants a sword, he will keep his hands and keep the sword.

"Brother!"

The red-clothed girl's pretty face was full of horror, and she could only watch Jian Qi cut to the blue-clothed boy.

Hey!

At the moment of the moment, a flame fell from the sky and fell on the purple sword light.

Boom!

The purple sword light shattered at the sound, the scorching impact spread to the surroundings, flying sand and rocks, the cold young man's face was startled, his toes were a little on the ground, and he retreated to the short-haired Heavenly Sword Sect disciple.

The hustle and bustle settled down, and everyone looked at them with surprise.

At the place where the purple sword light collapsed, a big pit appeared on the ground. A tiger-headed sword was inserted diagonally at the bottom of the pit, and there was a trace of scorching heat rising from the body of the knife.

"Brother, are you alright!"

The girl in red flew over and held the boy in blue.

The scared blue boy shook his head and looked up, his eyes flashed: "It's him!"

The other two Silver Sword Envoys noticed the visitor and their faces were extremely surprised.

Swipe!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and two figures lightly fell among the five people, it was Luo Feng and Xuelian.

When Luo Feng and Xuelian just left, they found two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. At that time, they only thought that they had come here to practice and didn’t care. It was just that the huge movement that followed made Luo Feng a little concerned. Rushed back.

"You..." The blue-clothed boy looked at Luo Feng with a complicated expression. He shot at the opponent just now, never expected that he would be rescued by the opponent now.

Blood lotus was a little unhappy about the three silver sword envoys who charged Luo Feng just now, and cast his plump red lips: "These people just offended the master, what do they do to save them."

The red-clothed girl heard it, rubbed her red eyes, bowed deeply to Luo Feng, grateful, "Thank you...thank you for saving the brothers...I am sorry for both of you on behalf of the brothers."

Luo Feng glanced at the three of them, and said lightly: "You guys should heal your injuries first."

"Um..."

The red-clothed girl wiped away the tears, and immediately helped the two seniors to the flat ground next to him to heal.

The grim youth watched the three leave, frowning, his gaze fell on Luo Feng and Xuelian, seeing that one of them was in the mid-ninth realm of True Primordial Realm, and the other was in the pinnacle realm of the Ninth Realm Realm, he said coldly: /

"Who are you and why do you have trouble."

"Your business has nothing to do with me, but if you want to hurt them, then I must take care of them." Luo Feng pointed to the three silver sword ambassadors and said indifferently.

After hearing this, the three Sword Tomb disciples looked at each other, and they didn't understand why this unknown young swordsman would protect them so much.

The cold young man's face darkened, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Boy, I advise you not to be nosy. I will fight them fairly, and those who lose will leave their swords. Since they have lost the battle, they should fulfill their promises. ."

"Your cultivation base is two great levels higher than that of the brother. What a fair matchup. What's more, the brother didn't agree to compete with him!" The girl in red gritted her teeth.

The cold young man snorted: "If you lose, you lose! Where is so much nonsense!"

Among the three silver sword ambassadors, the older Tsing Yi youth sighed and said: "It is true that we lost, Junior Brother, Junior Sister, please give him the saber."

He saw that the strength of Luo Feng and Xuelian was not simple, they should be the best among the martial artists of the True Origin Realm, but the strength of the two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect was even more terrifying.

The grim youth is in the late stage of the Ninth Stage of the True Essence Realm, and the short-haired youth is the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage of the True Essence Stage. In addition, being a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his strength will only be stronger than it seems.

Although he expects Luo Feng and Xuelian to help them, this hope is too slim. He already knows the strength of the grim youth. The short-haired youth who has never done anything should be even more unfathomable!

Although it is the shame of a swordsman to give up the saber proactively, there is no other way right now.

"Brother, I will never give the Silver Ling Sword to their Heavenly Sword Sect people!" The blue-clothed youth looked firm.

At this time, Luo Feng's voice rang.

"Since it is an agreement, it should be obeyed." Luo Feng nodded.

"You!" The blue boy looked indignant.

The disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect with stern eyes smiled grimly, looked at Luo Feng and said, "You know the current affairs!"

Speaking, he was going to the three silver sword envoys, but one hand blocked his way.

"What do you mean?" The grim youth looked at Luo Feng, his face sinking.

Luo Feng said: "I said that their business is mine. You should have heard it. They are not willing to give you the saber."

"You kid dare to play with me! You are dead today!"

The cold young man's temples jumped wildly, and in rage, he drew his sword and slashed towards Luo Feng.

Hey!

The sword light shone, and a hundred-meter-long sword mark was cut open on the ground.

Luo Feng appeared a hundred steps away, touched his nose, and looked at the grim young man and said: "Don't make such a big fire, let's do it, how about we also fight."

Everyone was shocked as soon as this statement was made. The three Silver Sword Envoys looked at Luo Feng in surprise, never expecting that he would say this.

"A mere ninth-tier mid-level swordsman in the True Origin Realm, why are you fighting me?" The grim youth sneered. In his opinion, Luo Feng did not have the qualifications to let him shoot.

"Why..."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, wiped his fingers on the ring of Zhuolong, and a box appeared on the ground.

Suck!

Looking at the contents of the box, the five people present couldn't help taking a breath.

The box is full of Grade 4 elementary stones, about a thousand pieces. If you replace it with a Grade 3 elementary stone, you will get one million, one billion Yuan stone of a second-grade element! This is definitely an unimaginable wealth for the real yuan realm warrior.

The two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are also considered rich among the martial artists of the True Origin Realm. Each of them only has the wealth of two to three billion yuan stone.

Looking at the fourth-rank elementary stone in the wooden box, the two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't move their eyes.

"Just rely on this."

Luo Feng took out the box and looked at the grim young man and said: "As long as you defeat me, these yuan stones and all our weapons will be given to you."

Mad man!

Hearing Luo Feng's words, except for the blood lotus, everyone else thought he was crazy. Just for a competition, one billion second-tier yuan stones were used as a bet!

Luo Feng said again: "However, if you lose, your saber and all the wealth on your body must be kept. From now on, you are not allowed to step into the Wugui Sword Forest for half a step." /

"You crazy man!"

The cold youth was also taken aback by Luo Feng's proposal. Such a big bet, not to mention personal participation, it was the first time he heard about ~IndoMTL.com~ The short-haired youth gave Luo Feng a deep look, and said to the grim youth: "Brother, this person can take out such a big Fortune, I am afraid it is not easy."

Luo Feng sneered when seeing the cold youth not speaking, "Are you scared, worried about losing to me."

Waving a hand, Luo Feng walked over to close the wooden box and muttered to himself: "That's right, you only dare to bully the weak and fight against people whose cultivation level is lower than yourself. Where can you have the courage to fight with me? Kind of gambling."

Hearing these words, the three silver sword envoys were all dumbfounded. Someone dared to say such things in front of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

Being so humiliated in public, the cold young man was staring at it, his teeth trembling, and suddenly he smiled grimly:

"A warrior in the mere nine-layer middle stage of the true original realm, dare to be so arrogant. Okay, I bet with you! As long as you win me, I will give you all the wealth! From now on, I will not step into the sword forest of no return. However. , If you lose, you will not only give me the bet, but also kneel on the ground and knock your head at me three times!"

Hearing the words of the cold youth, the corners of Blood Lotus's lips made a faint smile and shook his head slightly.