Meng Hao's expression was as usual, without any disturbance, and he looked calmly at the middle-aged man named Li with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and at his side, Zhou Shanyue, who had a gloomy smile on his face at the moment.

Chen Fan looked ugly. He knew that Senior Brother Li was on good terms with Zhou Shanyue, so he was already disgusted with his place. He was just worried about the sword pills he had here, so he didn't do anything too extreme on weekdays.

But now that he has caught on to the fact that Meng Hao is by his side, he is trying to create difficulties in every possible way, with a vicious intention.

"If you want to fight, then you and I can fight together." Chen Fan said coldly.

"You and I are from the same sect, so naturally we don't need to discuss things. Li just wants to discuss things with the disciple from the outer sect next to you. Junior Brother Chen, you won't even stop this, right?" the middle-aged man surnamed Li said with a smile.

Chen Fan snorted coldly and pulled Meng Hao to leave. Meng Hao smiled slightly. He thought this matter was very interesting, but since Senior Brother Chen had such good intentions, he did not refuse. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly

Yes, Zhou Shanyue, who was next to the middle-aged man named Li, spoke in a dark voice.

"It doesn't matter if you're afraid. Senior Brother Li will limit his cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building. This is fair. We really want to see the spells of the monks from the outer sect. Junior Brother Chen, this matter has nothing to do with you. He always

I can't stay behind you forever." As soon as Zhou Shanyue said these words, most of the hundreds of Yi Jian Sect disciples around him laughed.

They are cultivators of the Yi Sword Sect, so naturally they will not be inclined towards outsiders, but many of them are just looking at Chen Fan's face. Although they are not laughing at him at this moment, they still have the mentality of watching the fun.

Chen Fan ignored them and was about to pull Meng Hao away. Meng Hao suddenly stopped and turned his head, looking at the middle-aged man named Li and Zhou Shanyue, with a look on his face that seemed to be driven to panic and turned into anger.

"Since there is no life or death in a fight, there must be stakes!" His expression seemed to be that he was losing face at the moment and wanted to use these words to intimidate him.

The Yi Jian Sect monks around him all laughed when they heard this. Even though their cultivation levels were not as good as Meng Hao's, they were disciples of the Yi Sword Sect, the largest sect in the Southern Territory, so naturally they were a little high-spirited.

Zhou Shanyue laughed, and the middle-aged man named Li next to him laughed even more.

"Okay, if you don't hide behind Junior Brother Chen and dare to come here to compete, why not give you a bet? Li has a sword here, worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones. If you win, this sword will be given to you!" Li

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and patted the storage bag while laughing, and immediately a green long sword appeared in his hand, with a sword glowing around it. Although it was not excellent at first glance, it was still extraordinary.

"Junior brother, you..." Chen Fan was about to speak, but Meng Hao's eyes turned red and interrupted Chen Fan's words, staring at the middle-aged man named Li.

"The sword of tens of thousands of spirit stones is not enough for Meng to take action. If you can come up with more, I will fight you with all my strength!" Meng Hao said loudly. His expressions and words were now extremely uttered.

Habit, after all, he did a lot of similar things when he was in Zhao State, and now there is a useless golden gun in the Qiankun Bag...

Everyone laughed. The middle-aged man surnamed Li looked at Meng Hao with increasing mockery.

"Okay, if you can come up with something, I'll help you if I lose." As the middle-aged man surnamed Li spoke, Zhou Shanyue also laughed.

"Forget it, if you can take it out, if you win, not only will Senior Brother Li accompany you for an equal share, but Zhou will also accompany you for another share." As he said that, deep in Zhou Shanyue's eyes, there was a flash of murderous intent, provocation.

He looked at Chen Fan.

"This is true!" Meng Hao seemed to take a breath, with some evasion in his eyes, but it still gave the impression that he was forcing himself to speak.

"This place belongs to the Yijian Sect. How can we lie when we say it!" Zhou Shanyue said proudly.

Chen Fan grabbed Meng Hao's arm and was about to speak.

But Meng Hao trembled, turned around and spoke to Chen Fan word by word as if he was furious.

"Senior Brother Chen, let me lend you your sword pill!"

Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao. After being silent for a few breaths, he suddenly raised his right hand. In his palm, a small black sword appeared. It was the sword that could release the power of forming pills.

pill!

This sword pill is extremely important to Chen Fan. If he loses it, his status in the sect will be lost immediately, and the consequences will be even more serious. But even so, he only remained silent for a few breaths, and then

He immediately took it out and put it in Meng Hao's hand.

This feeling of brotherhood, at this moment, with the sword pill in hand, made Meng Hao look deeply at Chen Fan, and the warmth in his heart took over everything, turning into a lifelong memory that he will never forget.

"Junior brother, if you want to bet with them, don't worry. It doesn't matter if you lose. It's no big deal. If you win, I also want to see what they give you!" Chen Fan suddenly spoke, with encouragement in his eyes.

Although he was not optimistic about Meng Hao, he still spoke like this at this moment. At this moment, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on the black sword pill in Meng Hao's hand.

"That's the sword pill used by Master Zhou when he formed the elixir!!"

"The symbol of One Sword and Seven Sons, Senior Brother Chen actually took this thing out as a bet for a stranger..."

"The stakes are too high!!"

After a short period of silence, there was an uproar immediately. The disciples all around had bright eyes, and many of them immediately took out their jade slips to inform fellow disciples in other areas that there was gambling happening here!

"This is my bet, and you have to pay it too. If you can't afford it, don't fight!" Meng Hao said decisively, with a risk-taking intention in his eyes, but it clearly gave the impression that he was pretending to be calm, and was trying to

It usually scares others away.

Zhou Shanyue's body trembled. He stared at the black sword pill in Meng Hao's hand and his breathing became rapid. The same happened to the middle-aged man named Li next to him. The two looked at each other and saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.

It's more exciting than fiery.

They also didn't expect that Chen Fan could actually take out this sword pill and use it as a bet for his junior brother.

"If you can't get it out, it's not because Meng doesn't gamble!" Meng Hao spoke again, about to return the sword pill to Senior Brother Chen. Seeing Meng Hao like this, how could Zhou Shanyue agree? At this moment, he raised his right hand without hesitation.

Tear off your clothes and take out the jade pendant hanging around your neck.

"This object is the life jade that my father refined himself. The blood of his cultivation is condensed in it. Although it has no lethality, it can resist the attack of Nascent Soul!

If you win, this thing will be yours, and I will give you the blood of my cultivation for you to melt this thing. I will never break my words when Zhou says it!" Zhou Shanyue's voice was firm, and between the words, there was a

Looking around, even Chen Fan took a deep breath and looked at the life jade. He knew that this jade was used by his master to protect his heirs. If the wheel was worth more, it was actually worth more than his own sword pill.

Meng Hao was obviously stunned for a moment, and his breathing seemed to be quickening. Zhou Shanyue immediately sneered and his eyes flashed with cold light.

"One is not enough. You just said that each of you must take out one!" Meng Hao's voice was a little forced.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li laughed loudly when he heard this. When he looked at Meng Hao coldly, he glanced at Chen Fan, who looked gloomy and even a little pale at the moment. He suddenly felt certain in his heart. He knew Chen Fan and his character. He would never

What kind of fraud would he do? This look on his face is enough to explain the problem.

"Li doesn't have such a treasure as Junior Brother Zhou, but he still has some savings. Fellow sect members, can you lend some spiritual stones to Li? Li will return them after using them. He won't use them in vain. When he returns them, he will get more than one out of a hundred.

Thank you very much." The middle-aged man surnamed Li said with a smile, and bowed to the hundreds of people around him. At this moment, there were many monks outside, and they were coming quickly, making the number of people here more and more.

"This matter is easy to talk about. If Senior Brother Li opens his mouth, we will naturally help him."

"Haha, I don't have many spiritual stones here. I have accumulated them for many years and finally have a few thousand. If Senior Brother Li wants to borrow them, he will naturally give them to him."

"Senior Brother Li, don't worry, we will help you with this matter!" Hundreds of people around laughed, and they immediately took out the spirit stones. Each person had several hundred or even a thousand. Soon, they had enough.

Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

"These spiritual stones cannot be compared with Junior Brother Zhou's treasures, that's all. Li won't take advantage of you. There are some magical treasures in my storage bag, which can also be counted as more than 100,000 spiritual stones. Added together, it's almost five

One hundred thousand!" The middle-aged man surnamed Li flicked his sleeves, and his body suddenly flew up, turning into a long rainbow and heading straight for the fighting field. Amid the shouts of the people around him, he stood in the fighting field, his figure proud, looking at Meng Meng in the distance.

Hao.

Chen Fan smiled bitterly, looked at Meng Hao, took a deep breath, and when he was about to explain something, Meng Hao had already put the sword pill aside, and flew out in an instant, heading straight for the fighting field.

No one can stop this battle.

As Meng Hao stepped into the fighting arena, all the monks from the Yi Sword Sect around him immediately looked around. They saw a middle-aged man named Li proudly raising his right hand and pressing it between his eyebrows. His cultivation level was instantly suppressed from the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

, turned into the peak of the mid-stage foundation building of six Taoist platforms.

"Don't say that Li bullied you. I said that I will deal with you with the power of the middle stage of foundation building, and I will never use the power of the later stage of cultivation to suppress you." The middle-aged man surnamed Li raised his chin and spoke calmly.

"Actually, you don't have to be like this." Meng Hao stood in the fighting arena, his expression completely different from before. He no longer had the slightest intention of being fake, but instead showed a smile. There was happiness in that smile, but also a hint of shyness.

People here don't know this shyness, but if there are those from the Purple Luck Sect who have dealt with Meng Hao, their scalp will be numb at the first glance, they will treat him like a nightmare, and they will also be extremely angry.

"Because you will untie it yourself soon..." Meng Hao said shyly, looking like a scholar on Daqing Mountain. He seemed a little embarrassed. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly took a step forward.

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Chapter completed!