"Die, die, this Li Yuncong is dead!"

"Damn it, how could this be possible? How could it be Li Yuncong who died!"

"Ah! This is not true, this is not true, my spirit stone! My one million low-grade spirit stones!"

"Ah! Li Yuncong, you are the one who killed Qiandao, you have killed your grandfather this time. My spirit stones have turned into bubbles. This is my entire wealth in half of my life."

"Li Yuncong, you are a waste, you are a waste, I am optimistic about you and bet you. I didn't expect that you, a soft boy, would be so cowardly, and you deserve it even if you die."

"How cruel, my hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones are gone. Li Yuncong, you, a killer, will you die a good death."

"I'm a waste, a waste, and a master in the innate realm. I can't even deal with a young monk in the violent realm. Li Yuncong deserves to die. I'm so sad that I'm still watching him bet on him. I'm really blind."

"Li Yuncong, I curse you to go to hell and never be reborn after death. You have lost all the sixth level of realm. You really give us monks in the innate realm a face."

...

Li Yuncong fell down forever, while Fang Yan stood in Taichung like a javelin. It was impossible to open the sealed space in the life and death arena without distinction between life and death. At this moment, the transparent light cover of the sealed space gradually disappeared, and Fang Yan was the only one standing on the stage. The audience below made a series of shocking screams like their parents died.

"Fang Yan, Fang Yan won, Fang Yan won, tell me if this is true, am I dreaming?" Fu Qingxuan looked at Fang Yan, who was straight and straight, with a look of surprise on the stage and pulled Xia Nishang and asked.

"What you see is true. Fang Yan. Fang Yan won, Li Yuncong died. The life and death arena must be divided into life and death before the banned space can be opened." Hearing the screams coming from all around, Xia Nishang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he looked in disbelief when he hugged Fu Qingxuan.

Really, she didn't believe that Fang Yan could survive this life-and-death battle, and the defense of the lower-grade treasure weapon. Instead, it was a piece of armor that was the main defense, and she couldn't break it. Unexpectedly, Fang Yan won. It can be said that this battle was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Fang Yan won this battle."

As soon as the blocked space on the Life and Death Arena was opened, the old man in white in the white-clothed flew onto the Life and Death Arena again and said loudly to everyone below the stage.

As soon as this result came out, although many people knew that Fang Yan had won, it still caused quite a lot of riots in the crowd. They all looked unlucky and sighed to the sky. This time the life and death arena was opened. A large number of monks were going to lose their money.

...

"Fang Yan, you're fine, it's really great." As soon as the old man in white announced the end of the life-and-death battle, Xia Nishang and Fu Qingxuan rushed to the ring and hugged Fang Yan tightly.

"Ahem..."

Fang Yan was so angry that he was so angry that he coughed repeatedly. He tried his best in this battle, and his internal organs were damaged. He did not have four or five days of care. Even if there was a repair system in the Immortal Realm, it would not be repaired in a short time.

"Ah! Fang Yan, I'm sorry, I've hurt you." Fu Qingxuan looked apologetic and quickly let go of her hand that tightly hugged Fang Yan, her face flushed with shame.

"It's okay. You guys wait for me to recuperate here. I'm not suitable for walking." Fang Yan coughed dryly, regardless of Fu Qingxuan's blushing face, took out a pill of healing pill and took it, and then began to sit cross-legged and meditate on the spot.

Fang Yan came to the life and death ring. The audience around him looked at Fang Yan with resentment. It was him who made them lose a lot of spirit stones. Fu Qingxuan and Xia Nishang also noticed that the people nearby were in a bad mood. The two women were concentrating on guarding Fang Yan.

...

"Bang!"

In the ancestral hall of the Li family in Hekou County, the one that belonged to Li Yuncong, among the many life cards of the Li family, suddenly exploded and opened.

"The head of the family, it's not good. The third young master's life card has been broken." As soon as Li Yuncong's life card was broken, a servant of the Li family reported to the head of the Li family with a look of horror.

"What? Cong'er died. Wasn't he from Bai Zhan City? How could he die?" The head of the Li family was a middle-aged scholar. If Fang Yan was here, he would have discovered that Li Yuncong was 70% or 80% similar to this person. He had the same sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was like a knife and axe. When he was young, he must have been a handsome man. At this moment, his face was covered with frost.

"Check, check it out for me. Cong'er is a core disciple of Aohan Sect. With the low-grade treasure I gave him, such as Serie A protection, it is impossible for him to die for no reason. You must find out who the murderer is. My Li family's seed is not so easy to kill."

The Li family's guardian's fault and Li Yuncong's tragic death made the Li family very angry, and a large number of Li family monks were sent to Bai Zhancheng to investigate the murderer.

...

After about a cup of tea, the resentful monks surrounding Fang Yan gradually retreated. So what if they feel unwilling to accept it? Fang Yan cannot blame him. They are fighting for their lives. Could it be that someone will die? Everyone retreated, and Xia Nishang and Fu Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. The short cup of tea made them feel as if they had been through centuries. Both women were soaked in sweat, and they were worried that these red-eyed gamblers would suddenly get up and hurt at any time.

"Qingxuan, Senior Sister Xia, thank you for protecting me." Fang Yan opened his confined eyes and thanked Fu Qingxuan and Xia Nishang.

"Fang Yan, you're fine." Xia Nishang and Fu Qingxuan asked with a caring look on their faces.

"Well, it's much better now. You can move around easily and freely. Let's go!" Fang Yan nodded lightly.

Fang Yan won this life-and-death battle. This is not the most exciting news. What makes Fang Yan feel the most exciting is the heavy bet he placed, with a 1-to-10 odds. In this battle, he earned 1.4 million top-grade spirit stones, which is 14 billion low-grade spirit stones. I'm afraid that some weak 7 and 8 families have only a little wealth.

"Who, who gave the top-grade spirit stones? One to ten odds, in addition to the principal, you have to pay 1.4 million in the top-grade spirit stones. Who took such a heavy bet? All the spirit stones earned this time are not enough to pay, and the headquarters will also pay 1.0 million in the top-grade spirit stones. Who made the bet? I will swallow him alive." At the hands of Baizhan Casino, an old man in gray roared at the casino worker around him like an angry lion.

"Elder Qin, the bet customer has come to bring the spirit stone. Should we give it to me?" Suddenly, a thin young man walked into this hall with a nervous look on his face.

"Give it to your mother!" Suddenly the old man in gray roared, and the young man who reported the news was kicked away.

"Damn it, you guys are the gambling shops that you make money lose. You should all die."

The old man in gray kept roaring, and the staff of the Baizhan Gambling Workshop around him, from the runners of the Qi training period, and from the strong men who were at the Death Realm, were all silent.

"Let's go and take me to see who made such a heavy bet." The old man in gray calmed down for a moment, then said lightly.

"It's you!" When I entered the hall of Baizhan Gambling House, someone immediately recognized Fang Yan and screamed in surprise.

"Elder Qin, this is this person. Last time he won more than 700,000 top-grade spirit stones in our casino."

"You name is Fang Yan, right? The spirit stones in this casino are not so easy to make." Someone also came back and smiled at Fang Yan. Last time, the casino lost more than 700,000 yuan in high-grade spirit stones, so he planned to cause trouble for Fang Yan. However, just a few days ago, this guy has been gambled again. According to this gambling method, the Baizhan Gambling House will go bankrupt even if it is a big fortune.

"What? Is this Baizhan Gambling House going to break its promise?" Fang Yan sneered, and didn't even look at the middle-aged man who was talking, staring at the old man in gray in the head and said.

"Boy, you are very brave. Do you know that you are playing with fire and burning yourself?" The old man in gray sneered when he heard this, and a powerful pressure spread out from his body, covering Fang Yan's cold words.

"The strong man at the peak of the Ninth Level of Death." The powerful pressure spread out, and Fang Yan felt like falling into an ice cave, with a look of horror. This inconspicuous old man was actually a strong man of the same level as Lie Yangzi. Fang Yan's body trembled, and he had the urge to kneel down to the other party.

"Senior, don't you feel that you have lost your identity if you bully a junior like this?" Fang Yan's legs trembled, his teeth creaked, and his face turned pale. Xia Nishang knew that if she didn't stop him, Fang Yan would be ruined, and she couldn't help but say in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!