Returning from the Immortal World Chapter 1302: to gamble (a monthly ticket is required for a more outbreak)

From start to finish, Nine Nether Sword Saint did not ask Tang Xiu's true identity. As the saying goes: The gentleman's friendship is as light as water. After all, the two talents only met for the first time, so naturally they will not know each other.

Quickly.

Into the prison cell, a remarkable woman, dressed in a black shirt, looked around and said in a deep voice, "The next Death Fighter battle will definitely make you bloody. You should all know their names. , Should also know their record. Well, please Battle Peng and Gasf. "

As the voice falls.

Everyone's eyes are focused on the entrance of the prison cage. When the figures of the two people appeared, tens of thousands of gamblers stood up and shouted that they were betting people. first name.

"Golden Immortal Initial Rank, Battle Peng."

"Golden Immortal Intermediate, Waffle."

Nine Nether Sword Saint smiled on his face and turned to look at Tang Xiu. "One Golden Immortal Initial Rank, one Golden Immortal intermediate. Battle Peng, forty-nine and forty-eight wins. The only time he failed was when he was seriously injured and unable to fight again. His opponent was already dying, and eventually gave up killing him completely. Wasff, sixty-two wins, sixty-two wins, killed the enemy cruelly every time. This is one of the most ruthless Golden Immortal here at Prison Stage. Prison Stage here is the longest Golden Immortal. Magnificent Tang Little Bro, do you think the fight between the two of them, who can win in the end? "

Tang Xiu Mindsea silently recalls the record of the two and their specific information. After a full few minutes, he slowly said: "Battle Peng."

Nine Nether Sword Saint shook his head and laughed: "I used to go the other way. The more people who think it is impossible to win, the more I bet. I feel very happy every time the situation reverses. Otherwise, this time Let ’s take a gamble with both of us? Do n’t play too much, just bet on it. ”

Tang Xiu smiled and asked, "How do you want to bet on old bro?"

Nine Nether Sword Saint flashed a light under his eyes and said, "If you win, I will teach you my own" Nine You Eighteen Swords ". If you lose, you only need to give Sky Pole Madame the hundred Wan crystal essence lost to me, how? "

Tang Xiu shook his head and said, "Jiuyou old bro cultivation terrifying, I created the" Jiuyou Eighteen Swords ", which is probably also a very powerful divine ability in the fairyland. Unfortunately, I don't lack divine ability magic spell. Let's bet on crystal essence! For both of us, fair. "

"It's fair."

Nine Nether Sword Saint has a meaningful look at Tang Xiu, and more and more feels that oneself's judgment is correct. In front of this, I am afraid that this is definitely a powerful role. With a loud laugh, he continued: "Then one million crystal essence. We can all get this little money."

"Little money?"

"Little money you uncle."

Tang Xiu heart secretly defamated. One million crystal essence is equal to 100 million fairy crystals. For him now, it is also a huge amount. Just buying Cultivation Resources, I am afraid that all members of Magnificent Tang Empire can be used for hundreds of years.

In a prison cell.

Battle Peng has no joy or sorrow, silently watching the fierce and violent Waffe opposite. Every time he entered the prison to kill, his purpose was not to kill the enemy, but to live. The dark Prison Stage career, as if there is never an end-point fight, his understand can only survive if he wins.

In his mind.

There is still a glimmer of hope.

This hope is to gain the appreciation of a certain big man through the glorious record of oneself and buy him from here. Even if he keeps killing each other in the future, it is better than staying here forever, too much. too much.

"Fight, start."

As the woman with a good manner slammed loudly, Wasff took out a Warblade and rushed towards Battle Peng a hundred meters away. blade light had taken the lead in front of Battle Peng.

"Space enchantment."

Battle Peng instantly printed hundreds of prints. With the light curtains appearing in front of each other, even if Warblade continues to crush the enchantment, countless blades are still half a meter away from Battle Peng, and they are all blocked. . A full-body silver spear appeared in the hands of Battle Peng out of thin air. spear image burned a blazing flame, amid the countless golden rune windings, a little bit towards the knife in front.

"Boom ..."

The two's Body regressed at the same time, each withdrawing for several kilometers, which just barely stabilized.

Wasff's eyes showed bloodthirsty light, licked his chapped lips, and smiled, saying, "Battle Peng, I have watched you twenty-four battles, and I have studied all your divine ability secrets, If your cultivation reaches another level and reaches Golden Immortal intermediate level realm, you may still be able to compete with me. But now, with your strength, you can only be a stepping stone for me to live longer. Today, use your Blood , Add to my Wasff record. "

finished speaking.

He has a black lacquered chain from his body. This chain is 100 meters long and surrounded by black mist. When he rushed towards Battle Peng again, Warblade chopped it fiercely, and the chain was tumbling around around the shadows of swords. The black mist seemed to turn into a serpentine letter with a breath of death.

"Leapover killing is too common in the fairyland. Relying on your high cultivation, you dare to be so arrogant, it is simply death. If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

Battle Peng's eyes flashed coldly. With his arms waving, spear image seemed to be sharp arrow, shooting towards the sprinting Washff like the sky. It's just that sharp arrow is difficult to turn, but spear image is like a silver tie, and the layers are constantly changing the trajectory.

"Gun is like electricity."

Battle Peng stepped on the spear image, and raged into a raging fire. From the appearance, it looks like the incarnation has become a flame War God. technique is constantly played.

"Boom ..."

Around the prison cell, the array was Great God lay out, so the power of the two outbreaks was very strong, but it had no impact on the outside.

Fire and flames crisscross and dark mist lingers.

The two divine ability methods are constantly being used by the two, and in the process of intense consumption, Wasff gradually gains the upper hand. However, it was just the upper hand, and there were more and more wounds on him, and he was in crisis several times.

"Let you die while you are sick."

With the passage of time, Washf has been killed for several hours, and the black shirt on his body suddenly flew up. As blade light flew towards Battle Peng, it was almost Kungfu (effort) in the blink of an eye, the black battle like a blade. The robe suddenly swelled quickly. The next moment, Wasff had appeared in front of Battle Peng.

"Kill."

Another Warblade swept across the neck of Battle Peng in an instant.

"Space gathers."

Battle Peng seemed to have expected this move from Wasff. His hands and seals continued to hit. At the moment when Warblade swept from his neck, his ten fingers turned into claws, seemingly casually swiping, but Twisted the space in front of his throat. shortly afterward, the distortion of the space is infinitely magnified, and the Body of Wasff is instantly shaken, and suddenly retreats towards the back.

"It's late."

Battle Peng grinning hideously, as a surging immortal force turned into an spear image, penetrated through Wasff's chest, in the unbelievable expression of Wasff, the figure of Battle Peng gradually faded, and behind Wasff, Battle Peng in the hands A short sword that appeared out of thin air penetrated deeply into his back heart.

Furious celestial power, destroy Huff, Heart Nucleus, and the viscera inside him. Immediately, a spear appeared out of thin air and blasted Waffle directly.

"Then die together."

Wasff's body suddenly skyrocketed. A golden light phantom emerged from his body. Although his Body flew backwards, the golden phantom turned into a lightning bolt and turned into a long knife. Fiercely chopped off from the top of Battle Peng.

"噗 ..."

Battle Peng counter-grip the stilettos, blocking the forehead, the long sword was split on the stiletto. As the stiletto broke, it also crossed the head of Battle Peng, just holding him back. The palm was cut off.

"Boom ..."

The long knife exploded and blasted out the Body of Battle Peng, which kept him flying backwards for a distance of dozens of kilometers before falling heavily on the ground.

xiū... ...

A lightning-like figure appeared instantly in front of Battle Peng, and a pink mist sprayed from the hand, converging from the wrist of Battle Peng's broken wrist. The broken hand was entangled with a piece of gold wire and quickly reconnected for Battle Peng.

"The mist of Xianyun can restore your broken wrist as before within three days. Remember, no one is allowed to do anything with it within three days." A woman with a magnificent attitude looks from the broken body of WASSF Sweeping, then left.

Battle Peng wriggled Body, climbing up from the ground, his eyes were full of life indifferently. After climbing up, he moved his lower arm lightly, and then looked at the outside auditorium without looking at it. Cheers and curses slowly disappeared outside the door of the prison cell.

At the auditorium.

Tang Xiu smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned his head and looked at the Nine Nether Sword Saint with a bitter smile, and said, "This bet seems to me to win."

Nine Nether Sword Saint nodded his head, wiped his palm from his fat cheek, and asked inquisitively, "How did you judge, and ultimately won Battle Peng?"

Tang Xiu said: "The clues found in his data. He is suspected to be proficient in space means, but in the past battle experience, he has not used the means to control space. Perhaps you still do not have understand, Let me be straightforward. What I bet is that he has the ability to manipulate space. I also think that every expert that can live in the Golden Immortal Realm world has a oneself card. "

Nine Nether Sword Saint frowned and said, "Then I will not be understand. Why did he almost be killed by the enemy and did not use the space ability? It is for this reason that he lost the battle."

Tang Xiu narrowed his eyes and thoughtfully said: "If I'm not mistaken, he should be concealing his strength. It is even possible that he is not cultivation of Golden Immortal Initial Rank."

Nine Nether Sword Saint was surprised: "You said he was not cultivation of Golden Immortal Initial Rank? How is this possible?"