Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1512: From poor to rich (adding 14 more for Tim’s brother)
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The sky is full of yellow sand, with no end in sight, Fang Bai stands in the void, with a sword in his hand, waiting quietly.
The battle of life and death, dare not take it lightly, put on a brand new dragon scale armor, full of confidence!
Elder Tong's eyes shone with cold, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "Die!"
"So much nonsense!"
Fang Bai said lightly, Wuwei Jian Guanghua suddenly dispersed, and a sword ran across the void and quickly slammed to it.
"Good!"
Elder Tong laughed very angry, and the flames all over his body rose up, and when he slapped it, the fire wave swept across.
Sword light came into view, and Elder Tong suddenly twitched his eyes, "How is it possible?"
As a sage seven, he can naturally see that Fang Bai comes from a small world, and he has an aura of incomplete rules of heaven and earth.
But this sword is too strong, not a sword that Saint Sixth Layer can cut out. Thinking of Chu Yuntian's death in battle so quickly, he realized that he had underestimated the enemy.
Boom!
It seems to be to verify his guess, the sword light fell, the fire wave retreated, across the sky, and slashed quickly.
At this time, Elder Tong put away his contempt. This is a battle of life and death, and there is an extra scarlet long knife in his hand.
As soon as the long knife appeared, the air was extremely hot, and the blade's light flashed across, and the sky and the earth were red, as if the entire sky was burning.
Wuqian's sword power fell like a broken bamboo, and the flames spread all over, and the sword light and fire wave slammed together.
Boom!
The earth-shaking roar sounded, and the sound wave passed through the light curtain, and a faint roar could be heard in the arena.
Countless gazes in amazement, only to see two figures retreating at the same time.
"This..."
After one move, it's evenly divided!
How is it possible?
Ningyuan City Battlefield is not without the precedent for the saints to play in the late stage, but it is definitely the first time to challenge the saints with the sixth stage of the saint.
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The vast majority of people thought this was a one-sided battle, just like Chu Yuntian before, the winner was instantly determined.
The fact is beyond everyone's expectations.
Some people who take the risk of betting on Fang Bai have a smile on their lips. If you want to bet, you can bet big. What if you bet on Elder Tong to win? The profit is too small.
It would be different if Fang Bai won, which was eight times the profit.
The odds of one to eight are a bit low, but it's enough for someone to take a risk.
Compared to the shock of the spectators, Elder Tong can be said to be shocked. After one move, they basically understand each other's strengths.
"How can there be such a strong infuriating spirit?"
Elder Tong's heart is full of doubts, and I really can't figure out that Fang Bai's true spirit is even stronger than him.
More importantly, he saw that Fang Bai had no shortage of swords in his hand, and it was absolutely extraordinary holy artifact. Of course, he didn't think about the artifact.
"Seven Saints, but so!"
Fang Bai said lightly, he has long been accustomed to facing such an opponent, and he is too much stronger than Elder Tong. He has not fought before, let alone him?
It's a different feeling to fall into the ears of Elder Tong. Although there is only one difference between the seventh and sixth sages, there is a big difference in strength and status.
How can you bear such blatant humiliation?
Huh!
Elder Tong calmly said, "I want to see how capable you are."
"Good!"
At this level of cultivation, there is no easy generation, and Elder Tong's attitude instantly changed, so that Fang Bai did not dare to despise him.
Kill!
The cold voice sounded, the air was incredibly hot, the red long knife slashed across the sky, the sea of fire was overwhelming, and the flames burned tens of miles around.
Countless scorching breaths converged towards the scarlet long knife, which seemed to take away all the power around it.
"Good job!"
Fang Bai knew the pros and cons. The dragon scales revolved and the sword was cut out in the air. Thousands of sword lights rose behind him, whizzing towards the sky.
Boom boom boom!
Thousands of sword lights rushed into the fire, some tore open a series of gaps and pierced towards the elder Tong, some were swallowed and melted by the fire wave, and quickly rolled towards Fang Bai.
The two figures were shrouded by fire and sword light in an instant, and a violent roar sounded in all directions.
When the fire wave rushed, the light emitted by the dragon scales bounced it away. After upgrading the sacred artifacts, the power soared, and ordinary attacks were hard to hurt.
Occasionally, a scorching breath pours into his body, and there is no threat to him.
The Wuque sword quickly slashed down, the scarlet long knife shook and howled, the void suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and the elder Tong shot backwards in a volley.
"Impossible!"
The qi and blood tumbling in the body, the vertical and horizontal sword qi, the elder Tong's eyes are full of amazement, and he hurriedly suppressed his work.
Looking at Fang Bai again, he withdrew from Baizhang backwards, looked like the ancient well was not waved, and stomped lightly in the air, killing him with another sword.
His!
The crowd of spectators took a breath. If the first sword was that Elder Tong underestimated the enemy so much that it was evenly divided, then Elder Jiantong definitely did not underestimate the enemy.
But what turned out to be, Fang Bai fought the upper hand, and slashed again with a single sword.
"How could this be?"
The people who bet on Elder Tong were completely stunned, thinking that a triumphant triumph would be easy, and the spirit stone would be handed in an instant.
Doesn’t it mean that Elder Tong might be defeated?
Elder Hu frowned and watched the battle. When he killed Chu Yuntian, he saw that Fang Bai was extraordinary, but he didn't expect to be able to fight Elder Tong in such a situation.
Looking at the long sword in his hand again, it feels extraordinary across the light curtain.
"You can go with peace of mind!"
Fang Bai smiled faintly, stepped lightly in the air, and the nine dantians were running in sequence, and the true energy poured into the Wuque Sword endlessly.
The land filled with yellow sand, a sea of swords, the brightest road in the middle, seems to tear the void.
The light curtain guarding the battle platform trembled, and Elder Hu hurriedly said loudly: "Strengthen the formation!"
"Impossible!"
Looking at the unparalleled sword, Elder Tong was a little lost, and his killing intent broke out in an instant. This is a battle of life and death, and there is no way out.
Kill!
The long sword burst into flames, and a red light rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the entire sky red, sweeping across the sky, and the sword light disappeared.
And the most dazzling one, smashed and killed.
Boom!
The red light shot in all directions, and the red long sword let out a mournful cry, and the sound of cracking and cracking sounded, like a death knell beating in the heart of the elder Tong.
The figure shot backwards quickly, and Elder Tong saw cracks appearing in the red long knife in his hand, spreading out in all directions.
Crack!
After a soft sound, the front part of the scarlet long knife suddenly cracked, breaking into pieces and falling into the sky.
"No, it's impossible!"
Elder Tong stared blankly. This is a high-grade holy artifact. Perhaps it is not too strong in the high-grade holy artifact, but it will not be cut off so easily.
"Is it?"
Thinking of this, Elder Tong only felt cold all over, "Could it be an artifact?"
The crowd watching the battle was shocked and inexplicably, a sword was evenly divided, the two sword elders fell in the wind, and the three sword elders cut them with a long sword!
What about the fourth sword?
The bet on Elder Tong's complexion is bitter, and the bet on Fang Bai is ecstatic.
"It's over!"
Fang Bai said indifferently, the elder Tong who lost the sacred instrument will never have the opportunity to turn over again, all this is doomed from the moment he goes into battle.
When Wuquejian quickly cut away, Elder Tong roared, and the waves of fire swept across the sky, like dragons roaring and raging.
Unfortunately, all of this is appearance!
The Wuque sword fell, the fire-colored dragon collapsed, and thousands of sword lights fell toward the elder Tong. After all, he was a sage seven-fold strong, shrouded in flames, resisting the sword light.
Puff puff puff!
Elder Tong squirts blood, his body shoots backwards, his hair is scattered, and his expression is sad.
"Come again!"
Fang Bai's expression is indifferent, without the slightest mercy, killers will always kill!
When the Wuque Sword fell again, Elder Tong rushed frantically, roaring desperately, but couldn't change the reality.
Boom!
The sword light flashed, the blood burst, the body of the elder Tong cracked open, and a Qiankun ring fell.
Fang Bai grabbed it and put it away.
Seventh Saint, Fallen!
The people watching the battle were dumbfounded, and the world was unpredictable. Who would have thought that Fang Bai would win, and in a one-sided situation, with no more than five swords before and after, killing the elder Tong.
Doesn’t it mean that the saint’s six-fold cultivation base has the strength of the saint’s eightfold?
It's not that Lanzhou Dadi does not have such a person against the sky, but how is it possible for a person from a small world?
The light curtain dissipated, Fang Bai walked out slowly, looking at Elder Hu without saying much, a jade card floated past.
Elder Hu was full of bitterness, fifty-five billion, eight for one loss, or 440 billion spiritual stones. This is not a small sum.
The pain was very painful, and he was lucky. Fortunately, he thought Fang Baiken was a bit weird to play, so he set the odds at one to eight.
If you change the usual, the odds of this situation are at least one to twelve, then it would be really miserable.
Fortunately, more people bet on Elder Tong. The last game made a lot of profits. After careful calculation, there are still some profits.
Putting away the Qiankun ring handed over by Elder Hu, Fang Bai nodded in satisfaction. Not long ago, he was a pauper and became a huge rich in the blink of an eye.
Counting the wealth of Elder Tong, the wealth of hundreds of billions of spiritual stones is not a small number.
Felling off the battle platform, his icy eyes swept over the four people who followed Elder Tong, and said indifferently: "This is the end of the matter, I don't want to have any more trouble."
After finishing speaking, he left the battlefield without looking back, and everyone left at a loss wondered what exactly Fang Bai came from.