In this world, the ratio of gold and silver is one to one thousand.

One tael of gold is exchanged for one thousand taels of silver.

Liu Zhenglong firmly believed that Yan Fei would die, so he spoke out that one thousand taels of gold would be one million taels of silver.

This amount is three times higher than the original silver reward.

Yan Fei glanced at Liu Zhenglong and said to himself: "My surname is Liu, today I will ask you to pay money and soldiers. I am looking forward to seeing your expression at that time, and whether you are so arrogant."

"good."

He really didn't want to say more nonsense to Liu Zhenglong.

One word is enough.

After saying that, Yan Fei turned around and left, and before leaving, he looked at Mr. Guo and Nangong Yudie for a little more, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

After leaving the manager's room, Yan Fei took Nanli to the gambling table in the corner.

The martial arts arena that can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators is basically full at this moment, and the gambling table in the corner is crowded with people, more than ten times more than once.

Standing at the end of the crowd, Yan Fei asked Nanli: "Brother Nan, do you still have any extra money in your hand?"

"Brother Yan, are you trying?"

"Borrow it and try your luck." Yan Fei was rich, but unfortunately he spent too much money, and now he is only a few hundred taels of silver.

Nan Li sighed helplessly: "Hey, at this time, you are still in this mood. Look, that's all, three thousand taels. Brother Yan, just make the money, you have to live, do you understand? Otherwise, who will I go to with this money?"

Yan Fei took the silver note and smiled heartily, "Hello, don't worry, I'm still reluctant to die."

After saying that, Yan Fei began to squeeze into the crowd.

Because there are too many people, even the betting table where he won was crowded.

After rushing closer, Yan Fei asked curiously.

The bet has not been completed yet, and the odds have reached 1 to 2,500.

Yan Fei expected this to be the result, but he did not expect it to be exaggerated to this extent.

Bang!

Three thousand seven hundred and twenty six taels of silver, all of which were crushed, no famous scenic spot!

There were a bunch of silver notes, and there were zeros and even wholesomes. The beauty in front of her was a little shocked.

"All of them are suppressed? Bet on the unknown places?"

"That's right."

The beauty received the money and quickly completed the procedures for Yan Fei.

The contract was in duplicate, Yan Fei took one and then returned to Nanli.

"Brother Nan, 3726 taels, according to the current odds of one to two thousand five, how much would you win if you win?"

Nan Li had a bitter face.

"Brother Yan, are you really not afraid at all?"

"Scared? Are you afraid that you can help me win?"

"This...oh, let alone the Demon-Subduing Arhat and Xuan Yangzi, even the Domineering Sword Liu Zhengxiong, you may be very difficult to win. He is a master of the Zheng generation of the Liu family."

"Three thousand seven hundred and twenty six taels, up to two thousand five hundred times, deducting..." Nan Li found that Yan Fei didn't listen to him at all, and actually made up his fingers. Nan Li suddenly felt speechless.

"I really don't know if you are a big heart, innocent, or confident." Nan Li lamented. At this moment, Yan Fei put away his lazy expression.

In an instant, his eyes were full of determination.

"I'm reluctant to give up my life, so how can I let others take it if I want it?" After leaving a sentence, Yan Fei turned around and walked towards the stone room waiting to appear, leaving only Nan Li looking at his back and staring quietly in a daze.

....

The huge martial arts arena is crowded, and there are many people standing in the aisle.

Men, women, young and old, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes staring at the largest armed fighting platform in the center.

The sky was still vast, with swaying snowflakes floating, and the martial arts arena seemed to be covered with a layer of silver sand.

Endless enthusiasm makes people completely forget the cold weather.

The old man who was presenting a passionate speech ignited the entire martial arts arena.

"The Demon-Subduing Arhat..."

"Xuanyangzi..."

"Badao,Badao,Badao..."

"nameless……."

The shouts were in a mess, and the entire martial arts are in full bloom and noisy.

Yan Fei was not in a hurry, he slowly walked towards the fighting platform.

Opposite, a middle-aged man dressed in a Taoist priest rushed out first.

The Taoist priest tied his hair and his jade hairpin on his head, his face was serious, he was wearing a Tai Chi Bagua robe and holding a thousand-silk whisk in his hand.

He was not seen walking with his feet, and his whole body was gently brushing past the ground.

When he arrived near the docking platform, he jumped up and landed steadily on the platform, causing a lot of cheers.

Then, a great monk holding a nine-ear Zen stick appeared in Yan Fei's sight.

The monk was wearing a yellow monk's robe, his right shoulder was exposed, showing his strong muscles. He held the Jiuer Zen Staff in his right hand and stood upright in front of his chest. Every step he took, the Jiuer Zen Staff would make a sound of a bell hitting the bell. The Zen Staff fell to the ground, pounding like a beating war drum.

The last one, carrying a cold knife in his hand, walked on the ground with his feet, but there were no footprints on the snow.

Stepping on the snow without traces, your whole body of skills will undoubtedly show.

The three of them took the stage one after another, showing their magical powers. When they came to the stage, the three of them greeted each other and seemed very friendly. Then they looked at Yan Fei who was slowly walking towards the other direction. In an instant, the three of them's eyes instantly became full of murderous intent.

Yan Fei walked slowly, but was very steady.

Every step left a footprint on the ground, no different from a mortal.

A row of footprints extended to the audience, Yan Fei shook his body gently and went to the three-meter-high fighting platform. Compared with those three, Yan Fei's appearance seemed much inferior.

The four of them arrived, and the noisy martial arts arena became quiet independently.

Liu Zhenglong, Nangong Hongwu and others have also visited the exclusive location to watch.

On stage!

Yan Fei swept his eyes lightly, and the man holding a knife was directly opposite him.

I guess he is the master of the Liu family's father, Liu Zhengxiong.

This knife is indeed a good knife, shining with cold light and murderous aura...

In front of the left is the great monk subduing the demon arhat. The subduing the demon arhat closed his eyes slightly, and he muttered something in his mouth.

The breeze blew, and the Jiuer Zen Staff made a slight sound.

Dingling!

Xuan Yangzi in front of the right, with a thousand whisk on his arm, his expression was muddy, and occasionally glanced at Yan Fei, his eyes full of disdain.

The three of them came from the Three Dao of Immortals and Martial Arts, but they all had high-end silver medal champion signs hanging around their waists.

After the martial arts arena is quiet, Xuan Yangzi speaks first.

"Wuliang Tianzun, my friend, do you have a trace of regret?"

Immediately afterwards, the demon-subduing Arhat chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donor, you must know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and the shore is turning back. However, it is too late for you to turn back now. I advise you to put down your butcher knife to avoid suffering all the pain."

Yan Fei looked at Xuan Yangzi first, then at the Demon-Subduing Arhat, and finally looked at the Badao Liu Zhengxiong.

After a few breaths, seeing that Liu Zhengxiong did not speak, Yan Fei asked, "I'm sorry, don't want to say anything? I'm afraid there will be no chance in a while."

Buzz!

Liu Zhengxiong's wrist trembled lightly, and the Breaking Knife made a wailing cry, and the sword light flashed.

"Yan Fei, although you are crazy, if we besiege you, we will lose our identity. We will be laughed at by others. I will be enough to kill you." After that, Liu Zhengxiong glanced at the other two and said, "Two, let me leave it."
Chapter completed!