Chapter 565 Fan Lou's Nightmare

Fan Lou didn't dare to say a word now. He suddenly felt as if he had had a long dream and a long nightmare. It seems that only a day ago now, their 30 powerful people in the building martial arts came to Xuanyuanjie and threatened to look good to a small prince in Xuanyuanjie.

These people dare not say that they are absolutely strong people who cover the whole building martial arts world, but at least they have represented the highest strength of the building martial arts world. Such a team of monks, even if Xuanyuan world is the main world, the monks here will be afraid to see it.

At first, this was indeed the situation. In the huge Xuanyuan world and the huge city, almost no one dared to speak loudly to their people, let alone dare to challenge. When the people here learned the purpose of coming here, they all wanted to watch the ghost king make a fool of themselves with a lively attitude.

But everything seems to have changed since the young man appeared. A powerful existence like Yunlan's ancestor first fell on the racketing. It doesn't matter. In front of strong strength, slippery tongue is just a small skill of carving insects, and showing off the benefit of words for a while is just to have fun first. Yes, when the war starts, your whole family will die.

The bet of 3 billion yuan. When Fan Lou heard the billion bet heard by Mr. Yun, he felt domineering enough, but he didn't expect that this shameless little guy really took out 30 pieces of the best jade. When did the best jade become so easy to get? Can his cold jade be planted in the field and then have a bumper harvest when the autumn harvest comes? The young prince showed his amazing financial resources, and it could be seen that it was not abundant in the Xuanyuan world, because when he took out so many excellent jade, the monks of the Xuanyuan world were also dumbfounded.

Well, it doesn't matter if you are gambling. I'll accompany you. No matter how strong you are, how strong you can be? You are crazy. You actually want to rely on the power of a family to fight against our four major families in the building martial arts world. Even the ancestors of the Yun family have come. You still think you can win, joke!

At this time, Fan Lou felt quite good. Although some things deviated from the original plan, at least all the progress was beneficial to the building martial arts world. As long as it wins, there will be a bet of 300 million top-quality spiritual stones. It will take two years for the Fan family to have such income, but How can it be that the income can't be collected? It's not too difficult to earn 300 million. It's not that easy to save 300 million.

The war began. Fan Lou made this a very simple battle. As a result, he saw the old poison in Ma Liang's martial arts world, using poison only under his brother. Well, I don't want to fight you, an obscene old poison, for my brother to come up and kill you. Well, the Xuanyuan world is full of ambition, isn't it? Do you really dare to let me change the poison master? Wait and see, I won't kill you today.

However, Du Zun died, and Fan Lou was unwilling to accept the death of his brother, and even the corpse could not be left in the capital. But Kong An was defeated. Why did he lose the situation that was obviously a big advantage? Do you really think a draw is so easy to win? Do you think they will really let you take the bet away? What is the situation of the strong man of the Holy Spirit who was promoted in the war? Are the monks of Xuanyuan world all monsters?

What the hell is that huge guy? Monster? Why does the monster speak human language? What is the heavenly race, orcs or undead? A thunderbolt died? That's Wei Cheng, the head of the Wei family, who fought with me for hundreds of years and didn't die. In this thunderstorm, he was killed? You Xuanyuan monks like to kill people so exaggerated, don't you? Can't you have a good fight?

Very good, at least there is hope. Two losses and one draw are not too bad. At least there is still a chance to draw. With the strength of Yunlan's ancestor, there will always be a final victory. Um, Yunhua is also good. He is worthy of being the head of the Yun family. No wonder he has never appeared over the years. It turns out that he is studying how to use the treasure of the Yun family. It's very good. You can also use thunder to kill that little bitch-like thing. At first glance, it's a little white face, and you dare to call yourself the ghost king? I dare to be the king!

What? Yunhua also lost? What the hell is that chain? How did it come out? Did he hide the chain in his body? Isn't it painful? Brother, if you want to use the magic treasure, you can use it. How uncomfortable it is to put the magic treasure in your body. If you fight, you will fight, and when you play, you will have to buckle your eyes. It's too cruel.

It's over, Yunhua also lost. Yun old thief, you now know how to save people. Why don't you go in to save people when our other families are dying? Damn, why hasn't Yunhua's grandson been killed? It's not reliable to do things with a little white face. Since you want to fight, you'll be beaten to death. Is such a big fist a decoration? Don't you eat?

Forget it, let's give something. Anyway, our Fan family has handed it over, and the old thief has lost enough now. It is said that his magic weapon is no worse than the thunder drum. Humph, you can also give some blood for the old thing. You can't let the Yun family occupy any good things.

What? Do you still want to fight the old thief? If you admit defeat, you will admit defeat. If you lose, you will lose. Didn't we say that it was a gambling battle before the war? It's not a battle between the two worlds. It's not good that we can't afford to lose. Losing money and losing people, old thief Yun, you have too much gambling. It's really boring.

Well, if you like to work hard, just work hard. By the way, let's see how strong the real ghost master of the ghost king is. I really haven't seen a real ghost who dares to come out against the sun. He is not an ordinary soldier at first glance.

What is the gate of hell? It scares people.

Gate of Hell...Gate of Hell...

Fan Lou felt that his nightmare seemed to never wake up. Fan Lou couldn't figure out what kind of magic the hell gate was, but Yun Lan was so gone. It's not as good as Fan Li. At least Ma Liang left a head for the poison master, but the old thief of Yun didn't even have a corpse left. He killed people. You should leave a thought for people.

Fan Lou? Fan Lou!"

"Who, who called me?" Fan Lou waved his hand randomly, as if to beat away the flies around him.

"Master Fan Lou, you have lost this battle. They all say that you are the highest here. What do you think next? The ghost king said that they didn't want the final bet. Since Elder Yunlan has died, we can no longer chase after the Yun family for things. The dead are the big one.

Fan Lou kept waving his hand, but he couldn't wave the voice around him. Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him, the noisy martial arts arena stands, the hellish battlefield of the martial arts arena, and the monks who were fighting opposite him. He finally realized that he was not dreaming that this was really what happened in front of him.

Is Yunlan's ancestor really dead?

Is our building's martial arts world defeated?

Fan Lou tried his best to maintain his hard-won calmness and turned his head to look at the old man beside him. This man was Chang Jiadong. It is said that he was the worship of the royal family of Xuanyuan. This battle was his referee.

"What did you just say?" Fan Lou suddenly asked.

Chang Jiadong was not unhappy at all. The victory of Xuanyuanjie gave the old worship enough good mood to talk to the loser. After talking about the current situation, Chang Jiadong added: "Lord Ghost King just said that if you want to be a guest in Xuanyuan, he will treat you warmly. I suggest that you can also stay in Xuanyuan for a few more days to see the customs of our Xuanyuan world. Believe me, this will definitely leave a deep memory for you. ."

"I believe you, my memory is very deep." Fan Lou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked back at the martial arts monks with dead faces like ashes, silently shook his head and sighed, and said desolately, "We're leaving now. We don't need you to send them off."

"Okay, I wish you a good trip." Chang Jiadong was detached and said loudly with the momentum of a winner.

After Chang Jiadong finished speaking, the martial arts arena suddenly became very quiet. Fan Lou was ready to accept the overwhelming ridicule, and even planned to dissuade several ill-tempered monks in the team in advance. People naturally bowed their heads under the eaves, but they didn't expect that the martial arts arena was suddenly silent as if they could hear a needle falling to the ground.

Fan Lou suddenly dared not leave. Such an abnormal scene made Fan Lou mistakenly think that Xuanyuan monks did not want to let them go at all. When hesitating, the ghost king opposite suddenly came over and saw the young man again. Fan Lou unconsciously retreated and couldn't help saying, "You have won. What else do you want?"

Li Mingyang was stunned at first, and then said with a sincere smile, "We were lucky to win this battle. Thank you for your advice. I'm just here to say two things."

"What's the matter, say it." Fan Lou closed his eyes and began to figure out how much he had left to be blackmailed by the other party and whether it was enough to pay his ransom.

Seeing Fan Lou's desperate look, Li Mingyang smiled and said lightly, "First, before the war, we said that this battle is just a simple battle. I hope we will abide by the agreement and not raise this battle to the height of the war between the two worlds. Second, I can guarantee with my personality that none of our Xuanyuan monks will secretly stab you. Regardless of the outcome, those who dare to enter this martial arts arena are warriors, and you are also respected by our Xuanyuan monks. Now, you just need to take your adult out boldly and don't worry about being hunted down or even assassinated. If you don't have any taboos, I can send someone to escort you away.

Fan Lou's old face turned red. Every sentence of Li Mingyang's words was what he was most worried about before, but now he is said in public, which seems to be somewhat petty, but at least he can leave safely now, which is a good thing after all.

He bowed his hand and thanked him. Fan Lou tried his best to keep himself rich in the building martial arts world and stepped forward to go out.

But at this time, a hand suddenly crossed in front of him.