"It's him, Feng Bishu!" Someone shouted.

"It turned out to be him!" An old warrior smiled.

"Feng Bishu, you must lose every gamble! This person's name is interesting!"

Chen Xiang smiled lightly.

"Just by his name, I think we should support him!" Wen Renjunjie laughed.

"Yes! Yes!" Zhuge Jiancheng nodded in thought.

The other members of the Pest Team showed a lot of interest, so Song Kun took everyone to the past.

"Is there a limit to your bet?"

Zhuge Jiancheng asked.

"Since I dare to start a gambling game here, I have enough confidence!" Feng Bishu smiled proudly: "Everyone please bet, I can eat anything!

"I bet on gold and bet on heaven to win!"

"I bet five thousand gold, and the bet king wins!"

"I bet Tianyang five thousand two, Wang Teng five thousand two!"

I don't know if it was Feng Bishu's grand words that played a role. In short, in just half a quarter of an hour, he received more than a million gold bets.

"You guys, you have stood aside for a long time, do you want to bet!"

After Feng Bishu handed over the data to the bettors, he stared at Song Kun and others.

"I bet Wang Tengsheng, 100,000 gold!"

Zhuge Jiancheng took out 100,000 gold pats on the table.

"Okay, this brother-tai is proud!" Feng Bishu praised with a smile, his eyes narrowed into a line.

"I also beat Wang Tengsheng, ten thousand two!"

Then, Wen Renjunjie followed the bet.

For a moment, Feng Bishu's smile grew brighter.

Next, members of the Pest Team bet one after another, all bets on Wang Tengsheng, and the total number of bets reached more than 8 million gold.

After writing the papers, Feng Bishu looked at Song Yan again: "This brother sees you as the leader, don't you bet?"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it, so I won't bet!"

Song Yan shook his head with a smile. Money was almost useless to him, not to mention, more advanced exercises and resources could no longer be purchased with gold.

Regarding Song Ye's contempt, Feng Bishu was completely angry, but he was secretly pleased, because he knew that the young man in front of him was a fat sheep, so he smiled and said, "Even if you win, if you win, even if you beat the pot and sell iron With you! "

"Forget it!"

Song Yan shook his head again.

"Xiaotai, is this looking down on me Feng Bishu?"

The other person pretended to be angry.

Song Yan was speechless. He didn't want to earn the other party's gold, but he just wanted to run into it. He was too lazy to politely, so he raised a finger: "Dare you take this number?"

"Isn't it just 10 million gold? I thought it was a big number!" Feng Bishu shrugged off.

Song Yan smiled: "Not 10 million, but 1 billion!"

"What? Billion? You're not kidding!"

Feng Bishu's face calmed.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Song Yan said lightly.

Suddenly, Feng Bishu fell into hesitation, and said after a while: "Okay, I took it!"

"You dare to take it, but I can't believe you can afford it, because if you lose, you will lose me three billion yuan. Do you have so much gold?"

Feng Bishu's complexion was stagnant. At last, he bit his teeth and took three things from the storage spirit ring and put them on the table. They were a exercise method, a broken sword, and a potion in a jade box.

"It's enough to add the imperial skill and a broken Xianbao and a peerless potion that can restore the dead?"

For a while, everyone's eyes fell on three things on the table, and many people's eyes appeared hot and greedy.

But no one dares to act lightly, because this Feng Bishu is a peerless master who respects the law and the level.

"Now you should show your sincerity, right?"

Feng Bishu looked at Song Yan slightly.

With a wave of Song Yi, there were 10,000 sublime Lingjings flying out, and a small hill piled up on the table: "Is 10,000 Lingjing enough?"

"Enough! Enough!"

Feng Bishu said hastily, but in his heart he yelled.

Soon, Feng Bishu wrote the papers and handed them to Song Yi, and collected the ten thousand spirit crystals and three treasures.

As time passes, it is close to noon.

More and more people come here with no less than 100,000 people.

And half a quarter of an hour before noon, the figure flashed, and a man in Tsing Yi appeared in the middle of the plain, which was the top sheep of the Qianlong list.

Tian Yang's body is not tall, but he is somewhat short and looks very ordinary. He belongs to the kind that can't be found when thrown into the crowd. However, his eyes are very charming, just one look will make people Can not extricate themselves.

I did n’t see him. After he played, he only glanced around and let a lot of female warriors appear obsessed, and even some male warriors showed obsession. This made Song Yan feel a bit chilling, secretly, This day sheep will not take all men and women!

Fortunately, Tianyang just glanced around and closed his eyes and stood there to recuperate.

It didn't take long for Wang Teng to show up and appeared directly 100 meters away from Tianyang.

"You came."

Tian Yang opened his eyes and smiled.

"I'm here to defeat you." Wang Teng Shen said.

"Actually, you and me are totally unnecessary, because in less than a year, I will withdraw from the Qianlong list!"

"I like what I like!"

Wang Teng proudly said, full of confidence.

"But it comes at a price." The smile on Tian Yang's face disappeared, a little cold.

Wang Teng didn't want to continue nonsense with Tianyang: "Go ahead!"

"It seems you can't wait!"

As soon as the voice fell, Tian Yang slaps his palm with one hand. The voice of this palm is very strong, and the sound of thunder constantly blows.

"Break me!"

Wang Teng waved a fist at will, and broke the sheep's thunder fist, and sneered: "Take out your strongest ability, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have another chance!"

"is it?"

Tian Yang smiled coldly, his figure flickered, and there immediately appeared 108 figures around him, all of which were exactly the same as Tian Yang. Then, these Tian Yang moved, and each performed a set of martial arts to kill Wang Teng.

These 108 goats are so lifelike that they are completely indistinguishable from real and false, and their attacks are real. Instantly, Wang Teng was engulfed by the torrent of energy formed by 108 attacks.

"So strong! No wonder Tianyang can top the list for many years!"

Seeing this scene, most of the warriors present were extremely shocked. One hundred and eight Holy Seas attacked at the same time.

Just when everyone thought Wang Teng was most likely to lose.

A flash of light suddenly appeared in the torrent center. At first, the light was only the size of a fist, but it radiated at a very fast speed, instantly rushing the energy back to engulfing.

Then, a figure stepped out of it, and the detective blasted out 108 punches.

"Oh!"

The bodies of each Tianyang were bombarded and killed, and in the end, only one Tianyang escaped and landed hundreds of meters away.

"Where to escape!"

Wang Teng caught up with the last Tianyang, and his right fist bloomed like a big sun and then blasted out.

"Oh!"

With a series of impact sounds, Tianyang was spitting blood and flying.

[Author off topic]: The third update is completed.