"We will escort the master."

Lu Qinglian led a group of junior brothers and sisters, took out various treasures, and took Lu Changsheng into custody.

They cannot lose their momentum.

Lin Qingzhi did not participate, but it was not because he did not trust Lu Changsheng, but because he believed in the master too much and did not need to worry about these things.

"I also bet on the Holy Son of Taihua."

Yaochi Saint Liu Yiyi chose to support Lu Changsheng because of her relationship with Dugu Aotian. However, with her parents present, Liu Yiyi only dared to stake a sixteenth-grade elixir.

Liu Mufeng and Feng Qing'er looked at each other.

Feng Qing'er sent a message to Liu Mufeng: "Have you known for a long time that Yiyi is devoted to the disciple of the Holy Son of Taihua?"

Liu Mufeng smiled bitterly: "Qing'er, it's better for us elders not to interfere in these matters. Dugu Aotian is that person's son, so there should be no problem with his character."

Feng Qing'er snorted coldly: "But half of his bloodline comes from that devil. If he is completely possessed by the devil, the consequences will be disastrous."

"This kind of thing is beyond our control, and I can't predict the future."

"Humph."

Feng Qing'er stopped talking.

Geniuses such as Xia Ningxue, Li Changye, and the Exiled Sword Immortal have all bet on Lu Changsheng to win, which has increased the proportion of cultivators who bet on Lu Changsheng, returning to 90%.

"Oh, damn it."

Yan Zhiqiu secretly felt extremely unhappy.

He praised Feng Mu vigorously in order to increase the odds of betting on Lu Changsheng. He didn't expect that Lu Changsheng also had so many supporters.

"Okay, okay, it's time to close the plate!"

Seeing that Feng Mu and Lu Changsheng were about to fight, Yan Zhiqiu signaled a disciple from the Kunlun Holy Land to come up before sealing the deal.

"I bet on Lu Changsheng to win!"

This disciple received Yan Zhiqiu's hint and bet all the treasures Yan Zhiqiu had given him in advance on Lu Changsheng to win!

Originally, Feng Mu's treasure accounted for about 90%, but after the Kunlun disciples took action, it only accounted for 80%.

The cultivators who placed bets were stunned.

Can you still play like this?

Kunlun Holy Land actually supports Lu Changsheng!

No, why was Yan Zhiqiu praising Lu Changsheng just now?

No, I’ve been fooled!

"Hey, it's closed."

Yan Zhiqiu showed a successful expression.

He played a trick this time, but it was also a bit risky.

Yan Zhiqiu believed in Lu Changsheng, so he dared to raise Lu Changsheng's odds and hint to the Kunlun disciples to take action. If Lu Changsheng lost, Yan Zhiqiu would have to pay for it this time.

But the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

If Lu Changsheng wins, then Yan Zhiqiu will become rich overnight.

Yan Zhiqiu carefully studied Lu Changsheng, a potential opponent, and found that Lu Changsheng could always avert danger at critical moments. Since he dared to take on Feng Mu's challenge, it meant that Lu Changsheng was confident.

"Brother Lu, I'm counting on you. Don't let me down. I don't want to leave the Yaochi Convention in my underwear."

Yan Zhiqiu staked almost all of his family wealth on Lu Changsheng, hoping that Lu Changsheng would make him rich overnight.

Changliu Shangxian said to Taoist Chongxu: "Chongxu, your disciple is very good at playing."

Taoist Chongxu helplessly held his forehead: "My disciple's nature is like this. When he became an Earth Immortal, because I was too strict with him, he actually ran away from home, escaped from the Kunlun Mountains, and wandered around the world. Later he was defeated by

A tree demon, he returned to Kunlun Mountain in despair. From now on, I dare not control him too strictly."

"Oh? It seems that this guy has good qualifications. Otherwise, with your temper, you won't give in."

Changliu Shangxian knew that Kunlun Mountain's Zixu Palace was quite strict in disciplining its disciples, so there were many outstanding people in Zixu Palace, including the top ten evil geniuses in almost every era.

There is only one possibility for Taoist Chongxu to tolerate Yan Zhiqiu causing trouble - that is, Yan Zhiqiu's qualifications are too good.

This is just like a teacher who will be more tolerant of top students. As long as the grades are excellent, it doesn't matter whether you do your homework or not.

"Yes, this guy's qualifications are no less than those of Feng Mu."

"What?"

Changliu Shangxian's body was shaken.

Taoist Chongxu gave such an evaluation, which is already extremely high.

Yan Zhiqiu was established as the Holy Son of Kunlun, and he was probably a peerless genius at the level of a genius.

It's just that even Changliu Immortal couldn't see that Yan Zhiqiu, who acted eclectically, had such a high talent.

While the Immortal Changliu was talking to Taoist Chongxu, the competition between Lu Changsheng and Feng Mu officially began.

Feng Mu made a move with his left hand, and the fairy sword behind him soared into the sky!

This is a blue fairy sword, blooming with brilliant sword light, piercing the sky and stirring up the wind and clouds!

Boom!

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder resonated with the fairy sword, and the Chaos Divine Thunder transformed into the shape of a thunder dragon, surrounding the sword with light!

On the body of the fairy sword, the word "Lingye" is engraved.

"Come on, top-grade imperial soldier—Ling Ye!"

"It is said that this fairy sword of the ancient Feng family can control the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and restrain all evil. It has killed more than a dozen demons and great monsters in the Dacheng Immortal Emperor Realm."

"The ancient Feng family is so wealthy that they actually gave a high-grade imperial weapon to a preliminary Immortal Emperor. Can he fully utilize the power of the high-grade imperial weapon?"

"He is the number one genius of the Ancient Feng Family. Even if he cannot fully exert the power of the Lingye Immortal Sword, even if he exerts 50% of its power, he is not something that ordinary preliminary immortal emperors can compete with. Maybe, the Holy Son of Taihua will be wiped out!"<

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Most cultivators were shocked by the magic weapon offered by Feng Mu.

"No, I underestimated the importance that the ancient Feng family attached to Feng Mu. I will lose my pants this time..."

Yan Zhiqiu discovered that Feng Mu had sacrificed a top-grade imperial weapon as soon as he made a move, and he immediately called him a fool.
Chapter completed!