Chapter 480

Now four arenas, three arenas have decided the victory or defeat. Mo Fan won without fighting, and the god of fighting admitted defeat. Xiao Yuening easily defeated Shaner. Now Mo Fan, Xiao Yuening and Mo Jun have been confirmed to enter the top four, and the rest of the flute is the battle against the god of God.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on the second ring.

The two of them, one is a legendary character, the object that countless people long for, and the other is the top master of the world. He Zudao, the ancestor of Kunlun's ancestor, made the thunder swordsmanship drive the dragon king in white desperate.

More importantly, one belongs to the God-slayer group of the Freedom Alliance and the other is a member of Jiuli. These two legendary teams occupy a place in many people's hearts. Now the audience is unconsciously excited by the confrontation between the masters of the two organizations.

The shout suddenly resounded through the sky.

However, after all, Xiaodi is a beautiful embryo that is loved by everyone. The solidarity of these millet is naturally turned to her. In terms of cheering, God-hunting is a complete failure.

However, in the field, he has the upper hand, with the remnants of a fast sword, and often the flute comes out a sword, and his three swords have been handed over.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. No matter how exquisite the Xiaodi's thunder swordsmanship is, it is also suppressed.

"The flute is not in good condition." Mo Jun and Shan'er returned to the court and turned their heads to see Xiao Di's situation.

"Hmm." Shan'er nodded. Although she was defeated by Xiao Yuening, she was also one of the top masters in the world. Her body's dragon slaughter alone is enough to step into the ranks of the top masters. Moreover, her brother is one of the two strange people today, the first master in the world. If there is anything she doesn't understand on the way to martial arts, you can ask him, his cultivation is not Under Liu Xu, but what she met was the first swordsman in the real sense of the world, the jade girl plain-hearted sword lady sword, one of the two strange people.

"God-killing is indeed the first killer in the world. This set of swordsmanship has gone. There is only one word, "fast", and it is not only fast, but also very accurate, and the move is even more fierce. Sure enough, it is produced by the Freedom Alliance. Everyone can kill fiercely." Mo Jun sighed.

Is that right? The production of the Free Alliance doesn't seem to be a good person? At this time, a faint voice came from the side.

Suddenly, Mo Jun's forehead sweated. He was very familiar with the speaker. He had been together day and night for more than ten years. She could guess what the man's expression was just by listening to his voice. He turned his head and looked at him with a smile. He and Shan'er walked to the audience and unexpectedly came to Mo Fan's side.

"What a coincidence." Mo Jun said.

"Well, it's a coincidence that the Rose League..." Mo Fan said.

Mo Junhan, this guy got up.

"It seems that Xiaodi lost this game." Mo Jun had no choice but to look at the field. At a glance, the little flute was decadent. The little girl's swordsmanship was as exquisite and fast as ever, but under the fast sword of God-slaying, it was clumsy and failed.

"This is not necessarily true. Xiaodi's talent for repairing swords is far above the god-sling. The swordsmanship of god-sling is too simple. As long as Xiaodi can block one move, she can stop the next." Mo Fan said.

It's really good.

"I don't think it's necessary. The god-sightening offensive is too fierce, and the little flute swordsmanship has been chaotic. If it hadn't been for the foundation of swordsmanship, it would have been defeated now." Mo Jun said.

"So your swordsmanship is only at a medium level." Mo Fan said.

Mo Jun said, "Then how about we make a bet?"

"How to gamble?" Mo Fan said.

"Shensheng, you give me 100 yuan, Xiaodisheng, I'll give you 100 yuan."

At this time, Qingyuan shook his head and was annoyed: After that, I couldn't connect them as brothers at all.

"It's a deal." Mo Fan said.

Mo Jun snorted coldly: "You're sure to lose!"

"I don't know the winner yet." Mo Fan said.

"Hey! You two are so cheap, what are you betting on?" Behind them came a very familiar figure. The four people turned their heads and looked, but saw the cold wind standing in the audience and said calmly.

"You!" Mo Fan was angry that this boy didn't play in the game and abstained?

"Don't look at me like that. I overslept, and Mu Mu didn't wake me up." The cold wind raised his hands.

Mo Jun asked, "Where's the wooden man?"

"still sleeping..."

......

"By the way, what is your bet of 100 yuan, 1,000 taels, God-sting wins, my team leader, can't you beat your nine-li soldiers?" The cold wind said boldly.

Mo Fan sneered and said, "You are still energetic. One thousand taels, I bet."

Mo Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "The cold wind is suppressing God. I feel that it is dangerous to be God-slewdering. Do you want to suppress him?"

The cold wind sweated and said, "Don't take your insults, whether you are the first master or not, let's go!" Go down and have a fight!"

Mo Jun laughed and said, "Forget it, bet, one thousand taels, I'll bet on God."

"Buy it and leave." Qingyuan said, "I followed my son, pressed a thousand taels of Xiaodisheng, and then bet 1,000 taels to bet on my sister Xiaodisheng."

"Me and." Mo Fan said.

Han Feng and Mo Jun looked at each other and said, "I also follow."

"Wor win or lose of 2,000 taels of gold? Then I'll bet, too." Qingxin came over from nowhere and said, "I bet Xiaodisheng."

"Brother-in-law? My sister hates gambling the most. Mo Jun said.

"It's okay. I asked him to bet. It's so interesting that I want to participate." Molly poked her head out from behind her heart and smiled.

Mo Jun is embarrassing.

"It's only 2,000 taels. I bet 100,000 yuan. Xiaodi wins. Does anyone follow?" Xiao Yuening walked out of Molly's side and said.

The cold wind was surprised and said, "One hundred thousand, rich and beautiful!"

It is true.

Everyone answered in the same way.

"Well, forget it, it's cheaper for you, 10,000 taels, bet or not." Xiao Yuening sighed and seemed to forgive you.

Qingxin asked Molly, "Well, wife, do you want to gamble?"

"Let's bet." Molly said cheerfully that they are not short of this 10,000 taels of gold. Now their younger brothers and sisters can be self-reliant, they can also get married, and their income is quite rich. Molly doesn't care too much about money, so she agreed.

"We bet." Clear heart.

"I bet, too." Qingyuan smiled at Xiao Yuening, and Xiao Yuening smiled back and quietly gave a thumbs up.

"Then I will follow." Mo Fan took a look at Xiao Yuening and said.

The cold wind shrugged and said, "Anyway, if you don't gamble, you will be eaten by wood. I bet."

"Me and." Mo Jun said.

"Then I'll come too. I'll bet on God's victory." Shane also stepped in.

"Then I'll buy it!" Xiao Yuening said, "Let's watch the game."

As soon as the words fell, as soon as everyone's eyes turned away, the situation in the field changed greatly. They saw that the sword of the god-shou was about to decide the victory or defeat. The little flute's body changed repeatedly, flashed three swords, turned back with a sword, and went straight to the throat of the god-shou.

In this game, Xiaodi wins!