Chapter 4261

Some of them even set up tables under the stands and began to bet on the two men.

After all, Qian Mo is the existence of the dark Ming sect only next to Luo qiansha, and the last 100 Zong Dabi still ranked in the top 15.

Although Zhou Zhong is mysterious, in the eyes of many people, it is all boasting, which is a thing with no real name.

Therefore, the bets on Zhou Zhongsheng have reached 3 / 1, and the Tianta royal family has not obstructed it.

After all, they are not willing to be a big guarantee for Tibi.

"Come and bet with me, Yingzun will lose five to Qian Mo!"

In order to win over gamblers, a rich businessman in the Royal City even raised the odds to 1:5.

He got the inside story of Qian Mo, he had no strength at all this week, but the ice tower God sect was afraid of losing talents to push him to such a high position.

As long as you get to the top 100, you will be able to retire. I didn't expect that the first scene would be against Qian mo of the dark underworld sect.

As a businessman, how can you let go of this wonderful thing.

Seeing the odds, Meng Yu's three people almost grinned and put all their wealth on Zhou Zhong one after another.

And the rich businessman also took it all with a smile on his face. He really made a lot of money this time. Of course, he never thought that Qian Mo would lose.

"I was stopped by the big prince, but my elder martial brother didn't kill you. I didn't expect it fell into my hands."

Qian Mo's face showed a touch of ruthlessness, followed by the meaning of success.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid it's a bit of a fantasy." We're going to open up in the middle of the week.

Luo qiansha on the stage squints and calmly looks at Zhou Zhong and Qian Mo on the stage. He knows that Qian Mo is definitely not Zhou Zhong's opponent. Let Qian Mo play Zhou Zhong just to explore Zhou Zhong's cards.

In his heart, Zhou Zhong has already been listed as a must kill man. As long as his cards are clear, there will be only one way to die when he finally faces himself.

Zhou Zhong didn't know the meaning of Luo qiansha, so he didn't want to take this money ink seriously.

"Don't struggle for nothing. If you meet me, you will die!"

Qian Mo picked up his machete and started to kill Zhou Zhong.

It can be seen that although the two brothers of Qian Mo and Qian Yang are both swordsmen, Qian Yang's dark power is attached with the attribute of power, while Qian Mo is attached with the attribute of annihilation.

Qian Mo's Sabre technique is not only sophisticated, but also superior in speed.

After all, he is one of the ten core disciples of the dark Ming sect. It is said that he once carried several moves under the swordsman Zhao he.

If you get a knife, you will not die but you will be disabled. This is why you can win the first 15 of the last big match.

It's just that Qian Mo's Dao technique is full of holes in Zhou Zhong's eyes.

"Too slow!"

Zhou didn't make any counterattack, just kept moving.

Every time a Qian Mo's killing move seems fatal and impeccable, but it can always be dodged by Zhou Zhong.

The rich businessman immediately couldn't sit still, although he said that Zhou didn't have the upper hand.

But Qian Mo wants to win, I'm afraid there are many variables.

And most of his bets here are some gamblers who lost their eyes, and they came to lose 5 / 1.

If Qian Mo lost his money, he would be ruined. Moreover, these monks are not easy to provoke.

A pair of sneaky little eyes, even began to look around, once the situation is not right, you will smear oil on the soles of your feet and take the money you have got.

Suddenly I felt cold behind me. I saw a long sword on my neck. It was Meng Yu.

"If you want to earn money, if the situation is not right, and you want to run again, do you really treat us as fools?"

Meng Yu sneered. It's not that he cares about the money, but that the boy's practice of paying five for one makes him very unhappy.

In that case, let him lose his fortune. It's a small lesson. If you want to run, there is no door.

"Mr. Meng, look at what you said. Villains are honest and trustworthy. How can they run away?"

When he said this, the rich merchant's whole heart was bleeding.

On the stage, Qian Mo holds a big knife and cuts towards Zhou Zhong one move after another, and Zhou Zhong seems to be playing tricks on Qian mo.

From a distance, they are like playing hide and seek on the platform.

The cup in Luo Qian's killer has been crushed into powder, and his eyes are full of killing intention.

I didn't think that this week, I saw through my calculation and didn't show my strength at all. I was just teasing myself.

At the moment, Qian Mo is sweating profusely. After all, he is carrying a big knife of hundreds of Jin, which is also an individual activity. He has been using his Sabre technique for a few quarters of an hour.

It's hard to bear even if people are made of iron.

"In the middle of the week, can you stop acting like a mouse, just dodge and have the ability, let's face up to a few moves in an upright manner!"Qian Mo's nature of mind has been disturbed, making a big taboo on the field.

And Luo qiansha has closed his eyes. If Qian Mo can keep his temper, maybe he can face up to it in the middle of this week.

But now, it has been completely played between the hands of the stock, even the mood is controlled by Zhou Zhong.

"In that case, I will satisfy you."

Zhou Zhong jumped up and pulled down a willow branch from the tree beside the platform.

"Extremely arrogant, I think you want to die!"

Seeing Zhou Zhongfei, he did not take out his weapon, but just took a willow branch at will and used it as a weapon.

Clearly, he didn't take himself seriously. He was burning with anger, and he was holding a machete. The force of annihilation in his body surged. It was another record of a tyrant who killed him in the middle of the week.

"Wicker can also be used as a weapon, joke!"

Compared with Qian Yang's, Qian Mo's bully is more than a little stronger. Even if Mo Ye is on, I'm afraid he can only drink hatred on the spot.

"It's interesting, but it's not good enough!" Zhou Zhongyi dodged the powerful sword light easily.

A wicker of backhand draws on Qian Mo's back, which contains the power of darkness, and immediately makes Qian Mo's skin crack.

Although not hurt the key, but the humiliation in the heart makes Qian Mo crazy.

Even Zhao Wenbo has begun to tease off the stage: "Qian Mo, in our ice tower Shenzong, the master uses this wicker to clean up disobedient disciples."

On hearing this, Qian Mo was directly spurted out by the breath of blood.

Bite the tip of the tongue, under the stimulation of pain, pick up a big knife and go towards the middle of the week.

In the middle of the week, the wrist is reversed, and the wicker is like a long whip, constantly whipping on the back of the knife.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qian Mo was already scarred, and there was no complete skin on his whole body.

"It's almost time to go down!"

Tired of playing, Zhou Zhongzhang beat Qian Mo off the competition stage.

"Bingta Shenzong, Zhou Zhongsheng!"