As soon as I finished my words, the whole place was silent, Yan Yi's expression was still cold, those old men looked at each other, Yan Chenning lowered his head, Zhang Han just got up from the ground, and Zheng Mingyi still looked at me with murderous eyes

Only the old man looked at me in disbelief and asked tentatively in a tone of determination: "What did you say?"

At this time, Brother Chengxin who was beside me coughed lightly, and then with a warm and elegant smile, he said in smooth Mandarin: "This is Sichuan dialect. If necessary, I will translate it for you.

It probably means that I am giving you shit, and in the middle, I mentioned your mother to emphasize the tone, and then I don’t need to explain the word X, it is male biological instinct, and finally, you are a fool like the son of a turtle, understand?

The old man's face turned red all of a sudden, and no one in the stands could hold it back first, and suddenly laughed, and then it was like a bomb being ignited, and the whole audience burst into laughter, accompanied by bursts of cheers.

Faced with such a scene, the old man began to tremble all over. He sneered slightly in reality, then laughed wildly, and then shouted angrily: "You are all dead."

"Am I afraid of you?" Since I'm already arrogant, I don't care how arrogant it is. Chengyuan was a little scared, but Brother Chengqing gently held his hand, and Chengyuan also laughed.

At this moment, it has nothing to do with life or death. What matters is only our friendship and whether the waist of Lao Li is straight.

Faced with my provocation, the old man ignored me, but kept urging me with wide eyes: "Old Bai, I said a draw, a draw!"

He didn't completely lose his mind and killed me on the spot. I think he had some scruples. As for why it had to be a draw, I haven't figured it out yet.

But who is Bai Laoer?

When I was thinking about this problem, Zhang Han had already stood up and walked up to the old man with some fear. He looked at the old man without daring to speak, but the old man raised his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and made a 'pop' sound.

Just slapped in the face!

‘Pfft’ Zhang Han spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with fragments of teeth that were probably his teeth. However, Zhang Han still did not dare to make a sound. Instead, the old man spat: “An unworthy thing.”

Zhang Han said softly: "If I am faster, I will win. If I am faster, he will win. In the final analysis, it is luck."

"Haha." I sneered, how could he be so shameless? On the surface, there was nothing wrong with what he said. In fact, the art of diversion, distraction while thinking, and forceful step, can it be interpreted as luck?

After hearing what Zhang Han said, the old man's face softened a little, and then he yelled: "Did you hear that? This is luck! It only takes one or two seconds to change the outcome, which is to bet on who has better luck. In this game,

The competition is about strength, not luck, a draw is fair! Isn’t that right, Mr. Bai?"

"I also think it should be a draw." Yan Yi, who had been silent all this time, also stood up and spoke, as cold as ever, but there was no doubt about it.

As soon as Yan Yi finished speaking, a fat old man wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe walked out. He snorted twice like a pig and then said, "Well, it's a draw."

The last person to stand up was an old man wearing a 19th-century European aristocratic dress. He was very handsome and clearly of mixed race. He was holding a cane and glanced at Xiao Chengqian with a cold expression before relaxing.

He slowly turned his head and said: "The honor of the nobles tells me that I cannot speak out of conscience. This game should be a draw."

"Ha." Xiao Chengqian sneered, with hatred clearly in his voice.

But even so, the old man Bai still didn't show up. When all these people finished their performances, the man in white robe slowly walked onto the ring, still smiling, with his hands in his sleeves, as if the old god was there, and kept walking.

He stood still when he reached me.

Could it be that he is Bai Laoer? I guessed in my heart, and I got the answer the next moment.

"Tsk, tsk, you guys keep calling me, asking for a draw, I'm under a lot of pressure." Having said this, the man in white robe paused, and then sighed again: "Tsk, tsk, this world can face the highest ranking among the four major forces.

How many people dare to say no even though powerful people are putting pressure on them at the same time?"

After he said this, the expressions of the four old men opposite him became slightly relieved, but then the man in white robe said: "I said, if he wins, my Snow Mountain lineage will protect him! You are probably thinking of my Snow Mountain lineage."

I want to control this disciple's tightness, so I have to brave the world to protect him, but it makes it difficult for you? You don't want to break up with us, do you? Hey, so you force me to give a draw, it's just and justified.

Isn’t it necessary to kill him?”

The man in white robe pointed out the key to the matter in a few words, then took a step back, stood beside me, and looked at the four old men leading the way with a smile.

The face of the old man in yellow robe suddenly turned ugly. The other two old men looked dull and showed no joy. Only Yan Yi pulled the old man in yellow robe and stood up and said: "This is originally a matter of luck.

I said that the steps taken by this boy are just showy.

I can understand, otherwise I would give my unsatisfactory descendants to the Xueshan lineage? Chen Chengyi is outstanding with his spiritual awareness, and he is not inferior. As long as you nod, my descendants and I, Yan Yi, and what I represent will

Power has nothing to do with it. From now on, I will be a person of your Snow Mountain lineage in life, and I will be a ghost of your Snow Mountain lineage in death."

As he spoke, he pulled Yan Chenning to the front. The man in white robe was still smiling, showing no signs of happiness or anger, while the old man in yellow robe snorted coldly and cursed: "Old fox."

Yan Yi didn't take it seriously and continued: "This is our biggest concession. That Chen Chengyi has already been on our death list, and he is the number one person who must die. Do you understand?"

I am

This inevitable death forced Jiang Yidu to act out a scene.

"Yes, he will die! Anyone who protects him will break up with the four major forces." The old man in yellow robe stamped his foot heavily and said fiercely. These words were like a bomb that exploded in the ring.

, and then he said viciously: "Does a draw count? Your Snow Mountain lineage already has a lot of face, and we have made huge concessions. If it were other forces..."

"Okay, okay." The man in white robe finally waved his hand, interrupting the old man in yellow robe. At this moment, I swallowed a gulp of saliva and couldn't help but feel nervous to the limit, because I knew that what the man in white robe was going to say next was

If he does, it can basically determine our life or death. If he doesn't keep his promise, I won't sit still and wait for death. I will use all my secret skills to fight. I will take advantage of the chaos to keep my friends away, at least they won't do anything.

The must-die list.

I clenched my fists slightly, having made up my mind, and the man in white robe finally started to speak after being silent for a while: "The four major forces, the Snow Mountain Lineage, really can't fight with you, but this refers to those outside.

world, but here, especially in this venue, I can say that I am still qualified to say no to you."

"Have you thought it through?" The old man in yellow robe's eyes that had been glaring with anger suddenly narrowed, and Yan Yi's expression became even colder. As for the other two old men, they also showed unfriendly expressions.

But the man in white robe still had his hands in his sleeves, suddenly looked towards the stands, and said loudly: "Do you really want to boo them? Boo them because they are shameless and will not admit defeat? If you want to boo, just boo them, I am of the snow mountain lineage

I’ll protect you.”

As soon as the man in white robe finished speaking, there were indeed boos in the stands. The old man in yellow robe glanced around, and suddenly his face sank. A strong wind filled the ring inexplicably, and behind him, it almost became a reality.

The energy begins to gather.

Not only him, but three people including Yan Yi also took a step forward at the same time. They no longer suppressed their aura and released it wantonly. I stood on the ring and was so uncomfortable that I couldn't even breathe smoothly. And in my

Behind him, Tao Bo stood almost alone in front, resisting everyone with a strange power.

"Hmph!" The man in white robe finally put away his heart-warming smile, took his hands out of his sleeves, and said loudly: "I said that I have the right to say no in this venue!"

While he was speaking, he suddenly began to perform hand gestures. The movements were so fast that even my eyes could not keep up with the rhythm. I only saw afterimages. In less than five seconds, something strange happened. A deafening sound suddenly sounded in the venue.

The roaring sound, the overwhelming force, actually caused the roar of the silly tiger in my soul, with a sense of respect.

Not only Silly Tiger, but judging from the expressions of my senior brothers, their demon souls also reacted! I couldn't help but look around for the source, but the result shocked me. The source of the roaring sound was from the venue mural "Mountains and Seas"

The mythical beasts in the Bible

And the roars were not just that. As the man in white robe moved his hands, more and more roars sounded from the four walls. The faces of the four people became more and more ugly, and the man in white robe also stopped his hand.

He drank: "You think, do I have the right to say no? Although the Snow Mountain lineage is new, how can it be so easy for you to crush us? Here, no matter who comes, we have the final say.

!”

The old man in yellow robe snorted and said nothing. Instead, Yan Yi stepped forward and said: "The venue has sealed the demon soul from ancient legends. This legend has long been circulated in the upper circles of cultivators. I didn't expect that you would dare to do it for this boy."

Is it worth it to expose one's trump card like this, even to use it? The most we can do is to protect him here, unless he doesn't go out, otherwise"

The white-robed man snorted coldly and said: "I said I will protect him here. After he goes out, I, the Snow Mountain Lineage, can't do anything. But please remember, your core disciples are not the only ones who are precious. That old Li

Regarding pulse, Chen Chengyi also has elders who are hurting him."

What? I couldn't help but feel hot in my eyes, elder? Master, or ancestor?
Chapter completed!