Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter big sun mirror, duel madman
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Another young man couldn't help but angrily threw out a treasure mirror, "I'll bet on you with this big sun flame mirror!"
The treasure mirror flashed with light. It was already evening and there was still a scorching and hot breath. You could tell at a glance that the grade of the mysterious weapon was not low, and at least it was a top-grade mysterious weapon at the heaven level.
The people in Zhongzhou fought this time, another young man holding a sword. He sneered and also showed Xuan Jun's powerful strength in the later stage. Within a few moves, the young man was forced to make trouble and blood marks on him.
In the end, the sword edge stayed in front of the opponent's throat, and the young man in Zhongzhou who held the sword easily won the Great Sun Flame Mirror.
The atmosphere became more and more depressing. No matter how aroused the young people in Central China were, everyone stopped fighting. However, they clenched their fists tightly, obviously gritting their teeth and enduring humiliation.
"Haha, no one dares to compete with us anymore? Or are you, you, the bunch of local buns, admit that they are local dogs and weak chickens, are you scared?" Lu Jianfei laughed.
Outside the hospital, a clear voice came into the hospital: "Who is making noise?"
With the words, a young man in blue clothes and a young man wearing the robes of the disciples of the Emperor Sect both walked into the courtyard.
"Xu Yang!" Caili jumped up happily, ran towards the young man in blue, and suddenly threw himself into his arms.
The visitors were naturally Xu Yang and Liu Zhichuan, an outer disciple of the Emperor Sect. Liu Zhichuan was shocked when he saw more than a dozen Emperor Sect Xuanwang standing outside the field and hurriedly took the initiative to salute: "I have met all the inner brothers."
"Okay, what's going on?" Xu Yang asked with a frown.
"Xu Yang. These people from Zhongzhou are so hateful..." Caili gurgled and told Xu Yang what he heard. Finally, he said, "Xu Yang, do you think you are angry?"
Xu Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "This is obviously a situation. Others don't recognize the advantages and disadvantages. If you fall into it, why do you care about so much?"
"But they said that all the people in our eight continents are local dogs and weak..." Caili said.
"Who is a local dog and a weak chicken? Just know it in your heart. Why fight for the sake of arrogance? These people are just to anger you so that they can play bets with them and earn your treasures." Xu Yang said.
"Yo. It turns out that there is a sensible person," Lu Jianfei sneered, "It's a pity that another plague chicken doesn't even have the courage to take action, and only knows how to make excuses."
Another young man from Central China looked at Caili lustfully: "This native, the girl around him is pretty good. She must be very comfortable in bed, haha!"
The smile on Xu Yang's face disappeared. He turned around and faced the young people in Central China coldly: "I don't want to pay attention to you, leave quickly, I can pretend that nothing happened."
"Oh, I'm so scared!" a young man said with a smirk.
"It's okay for us to leave. Hand over that girl, and we can go away without any problem." Another young man in Central America laughed and his demeanor was slutty.
Xu Yang shook his head: "I really don't know how you, the Xuanjun-level cultivation level, have achieved it?" He understood that these people might not really be willing to see the beauty, but instead saw that they value Caili and deliberately angered themselves with Caili.
"Forget it, you are just trying to force me to take action," Xu Yang said impatiently, "Then I will be as you wish... who will come first?" He stood up straight, his eyes ejaculated with cold chills.
"I'll do it!" The third young man pulled out two scimitars from behind and sneered, "You have made a lot of money, and it's time for me to make a fortune."
The young man holding the knife paused and said to Xu Yang: "Boy, if I don't do it casually, I have to have a bet! I use my Lingxi Talisman as my bet, what bet do you want to use?"
Another young man smiled gloomy and said, "How about betting on this little girl?"
Xu Yang's face became gloomy. No matter whether the other party pretended to be lustful or not, he would make these people pay the price.
"I won't bet on her," Xu Yang said coldly. He then took out a sharp treasure wheel with red light from the storage ring. "This is a top-grade treasure weapon, Lihen Flame Wheel. Do you want to bet?"
The eyes of several young people were all shot with surprise and greed.
"Slow down!" Lan Jiansan stepped forward slowly and said coldly, "Lingxi Talisman is just a bad thing, so why are you embarrassed to take it out and bet?"
The young man in Central China blushed slightly, and then said, "This... I bet with him, it has nothing to do with you, right?"
"Of course it's related," Lan Jiansan said coldly, "Xu Yang has accepted the early invitation from my Emperor Sect Elder Qiu and joined the Emperor Sect! He is my junior brother, so of course I have to take care of his affairs."
Young talents from other eight continents almost vomited blood. Why didn’t anyone come out to remind them of the unfair bets when they were gambling just now? But think about it, Xu Yang is already a member of the Imperial Sect. They and the third-class Imperial Sect envoys of Lan Jian were just a chance encounter, so they really can’t blame them.
"So you guys who are self-proclaimed as handsome men in the country can't even take out the top-grade treasures?" Caili chuckled and mocked, "It's worse than us local buns."
The other talents from the eight continents all laughed and took this opportunity to mock the young people in Central China and exclaimed their anger.
"Wait a minute!" Lu Jianfei said coldly, "I will use this flaming beast bone as a bet."
"Not enough." Lan Jiansan shook his head.
"Plus with this big sun flame mirror, this is a low-grade treasure!" The young man holding the sword also took out what he had just won.
"It's still not enough." Lan Jiansan's expression was still cold.
"What should I do?" Lu Jianfei sent a voice and asked the other three.
"You can't lose momentum! Besides, I have the confidence to win back that treasure wheel. Whoever contributes more will receive the most reward." The young man from the double sword replied in a voice transmission.
Several young people in Central China pieced together and formed a total of three top-grade mysterious weapons in the heavenly level, one low-grade treasure weapon, and the bets they had won before, pushing them to Xu Yang: "I use these things as bets to bet on that Lihen Flame Wheel!"
Lan Jiansan still shook his head. This is true. Even ten low-grade treasures cannot keep up with one high-grade treasure.
Xu Yang smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lan, it's okay, just bet like this."
"Junior Brother Xu, you are suffering from this." Lan Jiansan frowned.
"It's okay, I just want to beat them up anyway," Xu Yang clenched his fists, and the sound of bones bursting out. He smiled and looked at the four Zhongzhou youths, "Don't waste time, you guys go together!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!