Su Mo's sword was destroyed by Murong Wudi's wave.

Everyone sighed inwardly. As expected, Su Mo was not Murong Wudi's opponent at all. Among the entire Tianling Sect, among the third level of the True Gang Realm, no one was Murong Wudi's opponent.

Although Huang Yao was not surprised, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Su Mo, after all, is not as good as Murong Wudi!

At this moment, Su Mo on the battlefield suddenly spoke, but his words made the audience quiet.

"The bet for a 100,000 medium-grade spirit stone is too small. How about a 500,000 medium-grade spirit stone?" Su Mo said in a deep voice.

Su Mo's words spread throughout the audience, causing a silence, and immediately became an uproar.

"I heard it right! 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones?"

"Oh my God! Su Mo is crazy!"

"Does he have so many spirit stones?"

"He still raises the battle that will lose. Does he still have the confidence to win?"

Everyone was shocked, and everyone looked at Su Mo incredible, completely unaware of Su Mo's thoughts. If Su Mo could defeat Murong Wudi, no one would believe it!

"Five hundred thousand!" Murong Wudi was stunned when he heard this, frowned slightly. He didn't care how much bet he bet, but he didn't have so many spirit stones on him.

However, thinking that he could not lose, Murong Wudi nodded and said, "Okay! I have bet on the bet of 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones; however, after you are defeated, if you can't get so many spirit stones, then

I can only take away the sword from your hand!"

The sword in Su Mo's hand is a level 6 weapon, a king's magic weapon. Murong Wudi naturally saw at a glance that the value of the king's magic weapon is so great, but it is far more than ten times more than 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones. He

I'm happy to ask for this sword.

"If you can defeat me, what's wrong with giving you this sword?"

Su Mo showed a confident look on his face. He did not have the 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones, but why not? He could not lose!

The reason why he made such a high bet was to make a fortune at once, because the other party was too confident and would definitely not refuse to increase the bet.

"But what if you can't get 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones? What should you do?" Su Mo asked. Although the other party, as a disciple of the sect leader, must be extremely rich, but the 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones are of great significance.

It's not a small number, even ordinary True Mystery Realm warriors may not be able to get it out.

"I won't lose!" Murong Wudi's voice was faint, but he was extremely confident.

"What if I lost?" Su Mo asked again.

"In me, there is no if." Murong Wudi said again.

Su Mo sneered in his heart, and continued to ask, "What if there is any?"

Murong Wudi frowned. He had already said that he would not lose, but Su Mo still asked repeatedly.

After pondering for a while, Murong Wudi nodded in order to make Su Mo feel at ease, "I don't have so many spirit stones on me, but I also have treasures worth enough to match."

Upon hearing this, Su Mo grinned and said, "Haha! I think the skill you have practiced is good, not as good as...you should use this skill as your bet!"

Not bad! Su Mo is indeed attracted to the other party's martial arts. The other party's martial arts is quite extraordinary, probably more powerful than the Nirvana Mind Method. And from its name, it seems to be a earth-based martial art, which is really suitable

he.

"What?"

Murong Wudi was stunned when he heard this, then his face darkened, and he said coldly: "You actually want to attack me with the martial arts. You are very brave. Don't think about the martial arts. I have other treasures to defeat."

Murong Wudi is absolutely impossible. He used his cultivation techniques as a bet. The "Thousand Mountains Xuan Chong Jue" he practiced is a top-level martial art, extremely powerful and precious, and he will never give it to others easily.

When Su Mo heard this, he smiled disdainfully and said excitedly: "Are you afraid of losing to me? Have you lost this technique?"

Murong Wudi was not stupid either. Naturally, he knew that Su Mo was urging him, but he still shook his head and said, "Don't think about the martial arts skills. I will never use the 'Qianshan Xuan Chong Art' as a bet.

”

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

After hearing this, Su Mo suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. The laughter spread all over the world, making everyone confused.

"Murrong Wudi, you are still the disciple of the sect leader, and you are still the invincible existence of the same level!"

Su Mo looked disdainful, raised the sword in his hand high, shouting loudly: "My sword of killing the sky is a level 6 medium-grade weapon, a king's magic weapon, worth millions of medium-grade spirit stones,

I dare to use it as a bet; but you dare not use your skills to bet. You are so timid and lack self-confidence, what qualifications are you to be the sect leader’s personal disciple? What qualifications are you to call yourself an invincible level!

”

Su Mo's voice blessed the power of Gangyuan, turned into a rolling thunder sound, spreading all directions, resounding for more than a hundred miles, and almost everyone in the Tianling Sect heard it.

"What's going on? Who wants to bet with Murong Wudi?"

"Oh my God! Who is this person? How dare you say that Murong Wudi?"

"I actually used the King's Divine Weapon as my bet! This person is so confident!"

"Hurry up, let's go to the Dougu to take a look!"

In a moment, countless disciples and a large number of elders rushed to Gambling Valley to find out.

Whoosh swosh swosh!!!

Countless disciples came to the Gambling Valley in a moment, and the number of people on both sides of the canyon increased sharply. After a few breaths, more than 100,000 people gathered.

Qingtian Peak.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three figures flew out of the attic, and they were Feng Shaoyu, Tianchen and Yun Fei.

"It's the voice of Junior Brother Eleven." Tianchen said in surprise.

"What's going on?" Yun Fei frowned slightly.

"In the Gambling Valley, the Eleventh Junior Brother seems to be facing Murong Wudi. Let's go and have a look!" Feng Shaoyu shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that Su Mo would make such a big deal if he went to Gambling Valley once.

Movement!

Then, the three of them soared into the sky and flew quickly towards the Gambling Valley.

Betting on the Valley.

Murong Wudi's face turned completely gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Seeing that a large number of disciples were attracted by Su Mo's voice, the anger in his heart couldn't help but rise.

"Okay! Su Mo, since you want to humiliate yourself, I will fulfill your wishes. As a bet, I have bet!" Murong Wudi gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Murong Wudi knew that Su Mo was provoking him, but he still bet. The most important thing was that he had absolute confidence in his strength.

However, Murong Wudi was not stupid either. He put away his contempt for Su Mo. Su Mo knew that his mysterious gravity field was powerful, but he still dared to raise his bet. He dared to use the king's magic weapon as his bet. He must be powerful.

The trump card.
Chapter completed!