Wu Nanxi frowned.

"Why, want to refuse?"

Qi Wushang smiled indifferently: "I promised you, but if you refuse, you will be ungrateful.

We are not fooling around in the fairyland of praying to the sky.”

"Of course, just follow what Mr. Qi said."

Wu Haichao said directly: "So what should Mr. Qi bet on the second game?"

"If you lose, give me the remaining soldiers and mountains."

Qi Wushang said directly.

These words changed the expression of the Divine Martial Cultivator, and Wu Changsheng was even more furious. If the cultivator next to him had not stopped him in time, he would have cursed him.

Wu Haichao raised his eyebrows and intuition told him that Qi Wushang had ulterior motives.

However, he couldn't refuse.

Or in other words, Qi Wushang won't give him a chance.

"What if my Shenwu lineage wins?"

Wu Haichao asked.

"Impossible."

Qi Wushang smiled casually: "If you really want to win, you will be whatever you say. This whole bet is OK if you win."

The monks of the Shenwu lineage were moved immediately. This was too confident.

Then.

"Beiyuan, you will be in the second game!"

Wu Beiyuan! The strongest immortal king's combat power in the Shenwu lineage! Its strength is not inferior to the Immortal King at all! The monks of the Shenwu lineage are all excited. This is a nameless existence in the ranking of the Immortal Kings of the Hundred Domains! Compared to Wu Nanxi, they are really full of trust in Wu Beiyuan.

But... the strong man just walked out, and the momentum of no one else was stagnant.

Qi Wushang suddenly summoned a burly figure covered with black armor! The monks of the Divine Martial Arts lineage all changed their expressions because the black armor had no chance of life, but they exuded a terrifying power and momentum of the Divine Martial Arts! Is this... a Divine Martial Arts cultivator?

"Use Shenwu to fight Shenwu! What do you think?"

Qi Wushang chuckled.

Wu Haichao narrowed his eyes and a trace of coolness flashed through him.

"I wonder which ancestor of my Shenwu lineage is?"

Wu Haichao asked coldly.

This is obviously created as a puppet, and its realm is at the level of the Immortal Lord, but because of the horror of his body and various means, his strength is definitely far superior to that of the Immortal Lord! Wu Beiquan looked at it and was both angry and constantly sweating.

"If you win, you will know."

Qi Wushang said with a smile.

Wu Haichao looked at Wu Beiyuan.

"I'll try..." Wu Beiluo gritted his teeth.

soon.

Wu Beiyuan fought with the Black Armored Man! One is the immortal martial arts and the other is the magic weapon. The attacks are all thunderous, and the opening and closing are trembling, which makes the entire Shenwu floating earth tremble.

However, what made the monks of the Shenwu lineage look bad was that Wu Beiyuan was obviously no match for this black-armored man, and it would be a matter of time before he could lose.

"Nan Xi, look, I won't it back?"

Qi Wushang chuckled.

Wu Nanxi's face turned pale.

At this moment, Su Xuan's eyes narrowed in the Shenwu Pavilion.

"This is the orthodox ancient magic weapon."

Su Xuan looked at the black-armored man and noticed that there were familiar movements when he took action.

Finally.

He glanced at Qi Wushang, his eyes very cold.

And soon.

Wu Beiluo was defeated and was extremely embarrassed.

On the other hand, the black-armored man was unscathed! "Do you still want to bet?"

Qi Wushang chuckled: "By the way, this third game is still on it.

Wu Haichao, you're here in person this time?"

When I heard that the black armored man was still on the third scene, the expressions of the monks from the Divine Martial Arts changed.

"Mr. Qi, I didn't bully you like this!"

Wu Nanxi asked coldly.

"Who told you, the Shenwu lineage, to be on the weak side?"

Qi Wushang smiled casually.

A monk from the Divine Martial Arts lineage: "..." Qi Wushang looked at Wu Haichao: "Captain Wu, is it you?"

"right."

Wu Haichao nodded expressionlessly.

"Then start soon. It's best to let your Shenwu lineage be completely incorporated into my Qitian within this year."

Qi Wushang smiled indifferently.

but.

It was just at this moment.

Buzz! A terrifying chaotic light beam shot from the sky, right next to the Wuhai Tide.

At this moment, all the creatures here were shuddering.

The endless majesty made them all change their qualities.

Su Xuan raised his head suddenly, and his hair stood up all over his body.

In the light column, a middle-aged man wearing an ancient martial arts robe and holding a roll of gold paper slowly fell down.

On his chest, the ancient word "Wu" shone brightly, as if a powerful martial arts master could come out of it! This time, Qi Wushang's face changed drastically! Wu Haichao looked up and saw the light flashing in his eyes, and he actually knelt on one knee.

"Welcome to the military envoy!"

He said loudly.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, pulled the golden paper with both hands, and said aloud: "Shenwu Tingxuan!"

When Su Xuan heard this, his face suddenly became unfair.

At this moment, most of the monks of the Divine Martial Arts lineage seemed to feel the supreme majesty in the dark and couldn't stop kneeling on the ground.

And the next moment.

The middle-aged man continued: "It has been tens of millions of years since the Shenwu lineage was escaping from each other.

I sincerely regretted the truth when I recited Shenwu, and the Master of Martial Arts was very comforted.
Chapter completed!