The reason why Liu Ming didn't take the scar man's life at the last moment is that he has no injustice or hatred with this man, just for the sake of winning the bet in exchange for nihilistic bamboo. He doesn't want to make enemies for Fengzhan's sake
Secondly, he felt vaguely that the gambling was not as simple as it appeared, so he had better be careful.
"Changfeng will win this duel!" Seeing that the young man with scar face had lost consciousness, the girl in qingpao immediately announced the result of the contest, and then looked at Liu Ming intentionally or unintentionally.
She is not the only one. Most of the people who are watching at the moment are looking at the grey robed youth who is walking slowly out of the array. For a moment, the scene can't help being quiet.
Previously, due to the blocking of the golden sand curtain, people didn't know what happened inside
And from Liu Ming's black breath into the golden sand curtain, to scar face youth's dispirited flying out of the hole of the sand curtain, it took only a few breaths before and after, which naturally added a bit of mystery to him.
Liu Ming naturally noticed the eyes of the people at the scene. He couldn't help laughing bitterly in his heart, but he walked to the place where Changfeng club was.
On the other hand, Dugu Yu's face turned pale at the sight of his disciple's coma. He thought that he would be sure to gamble for only two rounds, but both of them failed.
However, when the nine turn Bi mang was successful, his disciples were defeated by a new comer from Changfeng club, which made Dugu Yu very angry.
Not far from her, Yurong, a beautiful woman surnamed Xiao, is faintly green.
The Taoist surnamed Shi also showed his surprise. He was obviously surprised by Liu Ming's endless methods.
Fengzhan is surprised and happy to meet Liu Ming
"Liu Keqing is really extraordinary. At present, all three members of Jinyu league are out of the game, and only two of tianqinzong are left." Feng Zhan laughs and praises Liu Ming.
When Liu Ming heard the words, he was naturally polite.
"Liu Keqing, there are several pills in this bottle that Feng Zhan bought at a high price. They are quite effective in restoring mana." Feng Zhan takes another jade bottle out of his Taoist robe and hands it to Liu Ming. It seems that there is still a trace of flesh pain in his eyes.
Liu Ming is not polite either. He takes the jade bottle and opens the stopper. A strong fragrance comes out of it. It's refreshing. It's really not an ordinary pill.
He took one immediately and sat down beside him to have a rest.
At this time, after two rounds of fierce competition, only Liu Ming of changfenghui, Jialan of tianqinzong and the red haired man are left on the field.
As for Jin Yumeng, after scar face youth was defeated, they were eliminated ahead of time. However, although their faces were cold, they didn't mean to leave at all. They just watched coldly, as if they were waiting for the final result of the gambling fight.
After a discussion, the Taoist surnamed Shi and qingpao nun decided not to rest any more and to start the third round of drawing.
With the announcement of the green robed nun, a silver bowl was again suspended in front of her body.
In the third round, it must be one of Liu Ming and Zhan tianqinzong, so there are only two No.1 lots and one blank lot.
Jialan is still the first one to draw. A bamboo stick appears in the hand under the vague jade arm.
"Number one“
Jialan Meimu said softly after turning on the bamboo stick.
The red haired man grabs one of the last two bamboo sticks from the silver bowl and takes a picture of it. When he looks at it, it turns out that it's No. 1. He can only smile bitterly.
Two disciples of the same clan are in a group. Naturally, according to the rules, it is not necessary to draw lots again.
As a result, a strange scene appeared.
Three times in a row, the red haired man and Karan were drawn together.
This makes everyone around a little stunned, has been looking indifferent Jialan, also Daimei slightly wrinkled.
"Liu Xiaoyou, you'd better draw lots first." Seeing that the same result had been drawn many times, qingpao nun had no choice but to turn her head and say to Liu Ming.
Liu Ming didn't care. He put his hand into the silver bowl and took out the bamboo stick at random. It turned out to be a blank bamboo stick.
This fourth round of nature again invalid, female Ni had to let Liu Ming take another one.
Finally, the fifth draw, Liu Ming drew the red haired man.
Seeing this result, the red haired man's face was a little embarrassed. He knew that Liu Ming was not likely to win.
"Although he is strong, he consumed a lot of mana in the first World War. Don't be timid. If you are defeated, you can give up by consuming some mana as much as possible. If you can force him to show other means, it's better. I'll keep you safe." The female nun in green robe noticed the sad look on the red haired man's face and said to him.
Hearing this, the red haired man got some confidence and took a deep breath to walk towards the center of the FA formation.
And Liu Ming is already looking indifferent waiting in the field.
When the red haired man came to the opposite side of Liu Ming, his sleeve trembled, and a crystal clear blue jade ruler came out. Then he made a decision, and the object in his hand came out. As soon as he turned around, a little green light began to gather around him.
Poof!
He also crushed a silver talisman, crushed it and patted it into his body.
It seems that the talisman has the effect of stimulating mana for a short time. The ruler in the air rotates faster and faster. After the dense blue light condenses, it turns into a huge blue bird.
The bird's eyes were blue and clear, and its wings were spread, and gusts of wind rose on the ground. After the sharp sound, it roared toward the willow.
When Liu Ming saw the red haired man's powerful attack, his eyes narrowed slightly.
As soon as he stepped on one leg, his figure blurred, and he retreated several feet toward the rear. He could avoid a series of blue light from Mina's mouth. At the same time, with a shake of his sleeve, he held the silver sword in his hand and poured magic power into it.
A sharp sword!
A silver rainbow came out and chopped off to the bluebird's single wing.
The giant bird's wings fluttered, but quickly avoided the Silver Rainbow, and a group of blue light in its mouth shot out again to meet the circling Silver Rainbow.
There was a dull sound.
In the twinkling love of the silver light and green awn, the green light immediately scattered and opened. A silver rainbow, which was a little darker than before, passed through it and pierced through the wings of the bluebird in a blink of an eye.
With a cry, the blue bird suddenly spread its wings and retreated.
The sword in Liu Ming's hand will definitely change, a finger toward the Silver Rainbow void.
At that moment, the Silver Rainbow swept and coagulated, while the surface of the sword was covered with silver clouds, forming a huge sword shadow, and "whoosh" shot at the giant bird.
Under the control of the red haired man, the giant bird tries to wave its wings. Suddenly, a blue stripe appears on the surface of its wings, rolling up hurricanes and rolling away to the Silver Rainbow.
However, as soon as the light of the Silver Rainbow flourished, it passed through the hurricane without any hindrance, and penetrated the huge Bluebird's head.
The blue bird fell from the sky with a whine, and gradually turned into a little green awn on the way to the wind, and then fell to the ground again as a blue jade ruler.
The red haired man in the distance suddenly turned pale.
At the same time, Liu Ming's silver flying sword hovered in the air and turned into a Silver Rainbow again, flashing away towards the red haired man.
The red haired man was so surprised that he spat out a small dark shield and a mouthful of blood essence, which turned into a blood mist in the wind. At the same time, he was chanting words, and one hand was empty.
With a flash of light, Xiaodun suddenly turned into a huge shield as black as ink at an incredible speed, and there were blood colored spiritual lines on the surface.
"Bang!" There was a roar.
In front of my eyes, the black shield, which seems to be very hard, suddenly trembles. The center of the shield is cut into a small mouth by the Silver Rainbow. But the next moment, under the blood mist, it instantly recovers as before.
When Liu Ming's eyes were cold, he urged the sword to move again. After the silver sword hovered in the air, it made a sound of "Yiyi" and chopped away at the black shield again.
Next moment, a crisp sound!
On the surface of the iron shield, the bloody spirit pattern flashed wildly, and then it cracked.
The red haired man suddenly felt a huge force pouring in, and his body shape could not help stepping back for a few steps.
Liu Ming, who had been standing in the distance, suddenly appeared in front of him with a vague figure. At the same time, he was surrounded by a black air, and his fist had swung up and shot out in an instant.
The red haired man's body protection and vigorous Qi "bang" broke away, his body immediately stepped back a few steps away, and then he half knelt on the ground, his whole face twisted into a ball because of the pain.
"Stop... Stop... The power of Daoyou is amazing. I admit defeat." When Liu Ming appeared in front of the red haired man, his hands suddenly swung quickly, and he took the initiative to admit defeat.
Liu Ming smelled the speech to smile slightly, this just dispersed the black gas that twines on both hands.
As soon as the red haired man's face relaxed, he suddenly vomited blood, and the whole person was completely depressed.
"Changfeng will win!"
Although she was unhappy, she could only announce it in public.
"Give in"“
Liu Ming looks calm and says a word to the big man, then turns around and walks to Changfeng club.
Fengzhan naturally has a happy face and inspires Liu Ming.
The red haired man, who had already lost his fighting power, was immediately helped down by several tianqinzong disciples who were waiting on one side. While walking, he took several pills to treat the injury.
"It's getting late today. Liu Xiaoyou of Changfeng club and Jialan of tianqinzong have gone through several battles. They all consume a lot of mana and physical strength. In view of the importance of the last war, it is unfair to fight again today, so I propose that the last gambling fight be continued tomorrow. What do you think? " Qingpao nun said "you", but her eyes only looked at the Taoist surnamed Shi.