"Fang Yue, listen to my explanation, that's not the case! This time the Human League was indeed considering the overall situation and was forced to make such a decision. This time it's not just you, Little Thunder King, Lie Yanyang and seven or eight other human beings.
The geniuses are all being used as bait to attract the firepower of the Black Demons, and even the people in front of us are just pawns thrown out by the Human Alliance!"
The mosquito Taoist hurriedly explained.
Fang Yue was already feeling discouraged and a little too lazy to listen! "From now on, I am me, and the People's League is the People's League! The People's League and I are just a cooperative relationship. If the People's League uses me as a bait at will next time,
If so, I won’t mind losing my identity as a member of the Human League! In this Taiyuan Ancient City, I only fight for myself! If the Human League wants me to take action, it must pay a corresponding price!"
Fang Yue's tone was cold, he turned and left, no longer talking to Taoist Mosquito.
Then, Fang Yue stepped onto a ring and said, "Xia Bingyu, the seventh level of the human race leader realm, is there anyone who dares to fight me?"
Fang Yue's voice was firm and he looked in all directions.
"The realm of the leader?
What kind of bet would you put up to fight me?"
A leader of the Wind Clan, a genius at the peak level, chuckled: "If you can't make a bet that's comparable to the saint-level magic weapon, don't embarrass yourself here!"
"Three magic weapons at the saint level! I want to bet on the corresponding basic resources!"
Fang Yue threw out three saint-level swords like throwing rags, and all three swords exuded the power of a saint.
"Okay! Let's fight at Chenxiao, the eighth level of the leader realm!"
Chen Xiao from the Wind Clan walked out and threw a storage bag on the ground, which contained basic resources corresponding to three saint-level magic weapons. Even according to the rules of the gambling battle, the number of resources was greater than that corresponding to three saint-level magic tools.
10% more resources! There is also discord between the Wind Clan and the Human Clan.
Although they are both members of the Five Tribes Alliance, the Wind Tribe and the Human Tribe are already at odds with each other! "Let's take action! Human Tribe, I'll give you three moves!"
Chen Xiao was quite proud. He was one of the few geniuses among his peers in the Feng Clan. He had killed more than one saint with his cultivation at the leader level.
As for Xia Bingyu, he didn't even know that he was a guy who came out of any corner of the human race. He could kill him casually without spending too much effort.
However, killing people also requires killing one's heart! This time, the Wind Clan wants to kill the spirit of the human race and kill all the talented people of the human race.
It is best to kill the human race for a generation, so that it will be much easier to deal with the human race in the future.
Therefore, this Chenxiao asked Fang Yue to use three moves to let this man know how big the gap was between his peers from the Human Clan and the Wind Clan.
"good!"
Fang Yue didn't refute, he raised his hand and struck out with a sword.
The sword light slashed, and Chen Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank. He wanted to resist, but his whole body was stiff and unable to move for a while.
"No!"
Chen Xiao yelled, and he could only watch helplessly as the sword light slashed down.
The sword fell! Chen Xiao fell! A genius of the Wind Clan who was able to fight against a saint at the leader level was split from the center of his eyebrows, and his body was cut in half! "Where are the three promised moves?
Why did he die in just one move!"
Fang Yue said a little lonely.
"I haven't finished warming up yet!"
The strong men of the Wind Clan paid attention to this, and they were almost angered to death by Fang Yue when he heard what he said.
How could this human race go so far and behave so well even though they got an advantage?
Not only did he kill one of their Wind Clan's geniuses with a sword, but he actually said such sarcastic words.
Fang Yueshi Shiran took away the storage bag on the stage and his own magic weapon bet.
"Xia Bingyu, walk slowly!"
A shout came.
The person who came turned out to be a young man at the peak level of the leader of the Wind Clan.
"I, Yuwen Tianfeng, want to have a bet with you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"Dare! What dare you not! I dare to accept any challenge within the leader level!"
Fang Yue sneered, and with a bang, he threw five long swords, which were saint-level magic weapons, onto the ring.
"Do you dare to bet on the basic resources corresponding to the five-handled saint-level magic weapon?"
"Okay! Let me raise some resources and I'll come back later!"
Although Yuwen Tianfeng is the genius of the Wind Clan, it is obviously difficult for him to come up with so many basic resources in one go.
So Yuwen Tianfeng returned to the clan and asked the clan to hand over the bet for him.
"Yuwen Tianfeng! Ranked 127th on the leader list of the Wind Clan, this is a real treasure of the Wind Clan! If you kill him, I guess the Wind Clan will be distressed for several days this time!"
When Yuwen Tianfeng was preparing resources, Fang Qing walked over with a smile and said to Fang Yue.
"If I kill Yuwen Tianfeng, will the Wind Clan hunt me down? Why not leave this Yuwen Tianfeng alive and let the Wind Clan redeem his life?
In this case, I can get an extra income, and at the same time, the Wind Clan will not hate me to the bone because of this!"
Fang Yue sneered, he had no intention of killing anyone.
This time, he only wanted money, not life.
What does the strength of the Wind Clan have to do with him?
The Human League had abandoned him more than once before for the sake of the overall situation, which had already made Fang Yue's heart feel cold.
From then on, he lived only for himself.
He will kill anyone who offends him! As for the others, who have no grudges or grudges, just don't kill them! Fang Yue's attitude made Fang Qing sigh softly.
Sure enough! The Human League's plan has begun to have side effects! Just now, news came from the King Lei's Mansion that the Little King Lei had just broken through and was unwilling to fight in person.
The human race has lost an elite fighter at the Void Immortal Realm level, and now that Fang Yue has this attitude, it’s hard to say who he is fighting for in this bet! Maybe, this Fang Yue
The real idea is to get some benefits and leave.
If this is the case, it would be very difficult to expect Fang Yue to make meritorious deeds for the human race at the level of the leader.
"Xia Bingyu, come and die!"
Yuwen Tianfeng raised enough resources and shouted loudly! "Come on, come on!"
Fang Yue arrived late! "If you want to seek death, you are not in such a hurry! Do you really think that the ranking of the Wind Clan can be extended to all races!"
Fang Yue sneered.
Yuwen Tianfeng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Boy, if you keep talking nonsense, I will pull out your tongue."
Yuwen Tianfeng roared angrily and drew his sword with a clang.
A flash of cold light illuminated Jiuzhou! Yuwen Tianfeng is indeed the genius of the Wind Clan. At least his swordsmanship has reached the peak of the master level, and he is only half a step away from being a grandmaster! The sword comes out of the void to break.
The cold murderous intention stabbed towards Fang Yue's body in an instant.
The sword fell and pulled out blossoming sword flowers! That moment was extremely beautiful, and a strange charm bloomed between life and death.
"Swordsmanship?
I can too!"
Fang Yue pointed his fingers together like a sword, and with a slight wave, a sword energy shot through the air, cutting all the sword flowers on Yuwen Tianfeng into two halves.
The sword flower withered and turned into spring mud.
Yuwen Tianfeng's moves are nothing more than child's play in Fang Yue's eyes! There is a problem among the practitioners in this underworld. They pay too much attention to the improvement of their realm and ignore the training of combat skills! Such as sword moves and sword skills.
, practitioners in the universe are much better than people in the underworld at the same level.
Yuwen Tianfeng's sword moves were shattered, and there was a hint of trance in his expression! This sword move has always been what he is most proud of! To defeat the strong with the weak, to defeat the saint in reverse, he relies on these in his hands
Sword moves.
Now, the sword move was broken! Yuwen Tianfeng felt that his pride was torn apart! If his sword move was suppressed by someone with strength and realm, he would feel better, but he was suppressed by someone with the same realm.
Crack the sword move.
Yuwen Tianfeng understood that the opponent could defeat his sword moves, so it should be easy to kill him.
"I give up!"
Yuwen Tianfeng retreated decisively.
He is a genius of the Wind Clan, and the level of the leader is just a stage of accumulating power, and is far from the point where they will fight to the death for the clan.
If you lose, just admit defeat. As long as you can save your own life, there is no shame! The death of a person is the loss of the clan.
"In a life-and-death battle, there is no such thing as admitting defeat! You can ask your tribe to ransom people! I am not greedy! Add to me the basic resources equivalent to three saint-level magic weapons, and I will let Yuwen Tianfeng leave!"
The price offered by Fang Yue is indeed affordable.
A Void Immortal from the Wind Clan rolled his eyes and struck a little, this business is not a loss! "Okay!"
The Void Immortal of the Wind Clan threw out another storage bag, which contained basic resources equivalent to three Void Immortal level magic weapons.
Fang Yue picked up the storage bag, weighed it a little and said with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to visit next time!"
Fang Yue's words were a huge insult to the Wind Clan.
However, the Xuxian of the Wind Clan seemed to have not heard a word and had no reaction.
If your skills are not as good as others, then just give in.
Among the troops sent by their Wind Clan this time, those at the leader level are relatively weak.
Yuwen Tianfeng was already the strongest being at the level of the leader. He was defeated. No one at the level of the leader could be Xia Bingyu's opponent! The Wind Clan stopped talking, and Fang Yue also understood what they meant.
At this time, Fang Yue also stopped and walked off the stage.
When he first came to power, he targeted the Wind Clan just to vent his personal anger and vent his anger.
As for basic resources, Fang Yue actually has plenty of them.
This little thing won is better than nothing to Fang Yue! Now hundreds of tribes are paying attention to them. If they continue their winning streak at this time, they will easily be resented and ruthlessly attacked secretly.
He doesn't fight for the human race, so there is no need to fight so hard.
Accepting as soon as you see fit is the true kingly way.
Yuwen Tianfeng walked down from the ring, and he did not bear any grudge against Fang Yue. Instead, he slightly raised his hand to Fang Yue, indicating that he had accepted Fang Yue's favor.
Fang Yue is right, the life and death arena is only about life and death, there is no winning or losing.
If Fang Yue really insists on killing him, it will be useless even if he admits defeat.
"Who is this little guy from the human race?
How awesome! Even Yuwen Tianfeng can beat Yuwen Tianfeng at the level of the leader. If he is willing to fight for the clan, at least the human race will not suffer at the level of the leader!"
At this time, a majestic middle-aged man walked up to Fang Qing and inquired about Fang Yue's identity.
There seems to be no such number one figure among the younger generation of the human race.
There are many cultivators in the human race's leader realm, which can even be described as the number of grains of sand in the Ganges River, but there are not many who are so outstanding.
"Fang Yue is pretending! Who else do you think it could be?
But you old guys plot against others every day, and Fang Yue is annoyed by your plot this time. He said that this time he would only fight for himself and not stand up for the clan!"
Fang Qing sneered: "Don't look at this gambling fight with Fang Yue. All he wants are the basic resources of each race, but I'm afraid these basic resources are not for the human race! You may need to take these resources from Fang Yue.
Pay something!”
As soon as Fang Qing said this, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly.
If it was Fang Yue, it would be really troublesome! They might not be able to ask Fang Yue to take action this time. Taoist Mosquito had warned them before taking advantage of Fang Yue last time.