Hearing Binghai's words, several elders of the Bing family became a little anxious.
"Master, no! Although this person is of low strength, he is not blind. He should have seen the fate of the evil monk and Qing Tong Sword Master! His strength is so low, but he dares to go on stage. I am afraid he has something to rely on. Since he is
The rogue cultivator has an unknown origin. We can find an excuse to drive him out. There is no need to continue fighting!" An old man with a bald head and a long beard said anxiously, cupping his fists.
"Yes, Patriarch, there are too many surprises in this gambling event, which are beyond the control of our Bing family. Mr. Yang is extremely powerful. Our Bing family has had great luck and has just calmed down the situation. Now it can end perfectly, so why bother with extraneous matters?"
?" Another person persuaded.
But before Binghai could speak, a voice came from the side.
"Our Yang'er is so capable, why should we be afraid of him? Besides, this Moon Stone is an extraordinary thing. If we can get it, it will be a big deal to our Bing family. Are we just going to watch the Moon Stone slip away from our eyes?"
"
When the sound fell, people looked around and realized that it was Mrs. Bing who had fainted and spoke.
She had woken up and saw Bingyang suppressing the heroes like a god, and her face that had turned pale with fright was already full of excitement and excitement.
"Madam, don't be tempted by the small profits in front of you." The old man said earnestly.
"Pedantry!" Madam Bing didn't listen at all. Instead, she snorted coldly: "This man's soul is of low quality, and Yang'er's skills are astounding. Killing him is like pinching an ant. Besides, this moon stone is not a small profit, what? You don't believe it?"
Is it Yang'er's method?"
"This... this..." The old man was speechless for a moment.
Binghai hesitated for a moment and said calmly: "Madam, I am also thinking about my Bing family, so please don't say that. As for whether to fight or not, let's see what Yang'er says."
As soon as this was said, no one in the Bing family objected.
Just look at Binghai looking towards Bingyang on the ring, and said: "Yang'er, if this person... you shouldn't be afraid, right?"
Bingyang heard the sound, glanced at Binghai, and then nodded.
Binghai immediately smiled and said: "In that case, then you can fight again!"
"good!"
Bingyang said calmly, then drew his sword and faced the man.
When the old man heard the voice, his expression changed slightly: "Patriarch, are you...is this an inquiry?"
This is basically asking Bingyang to fight again!
"Don't worry, Gubo." Binghai said with a smile: "Even if something happened to Yang'er, there is also Qin'er. Qin'er has recovered a lot. If that person wants to take away the artifact, he must at least defeat Qin'er.
My son is the one. If we don’t fight, won’t the heroes laugh at me, the Bing family, for being afraid of Sanxiu?”
"But if the other party directly...directly defeats Young Master Yang, how can Miss Qin be able to take the stage immediately?" The old man hesitated for a moment, but still said worriedly.
"You defeated Young Master Yang immediately?" Binghai was finally unhappy this time. He tilted his head and said coldly: "Yang'er killed two great masters in a row, and even the sword master Qingtong died in his hands. Even if this person had
Weird, he couldn't beat Yang'er without a day and a half, and the effort of this day and a half was enough for Qin'er to recover. When he fought hard and lost his strength, Qin'er could still win easily even if he went on stage injured.
Why should we be afraid? Our Bing family is sure to win this battle!"
When the old man heard this, he opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.
He knows that Binghai has made up his mind! No one can persuade him!
The man stepped forward with his sword in hand and hugged Bingyang's fists.
Bingyang said calmly: "You can take action now!"
"Then take the move!"
The man shouted, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed Bingyang.
This sword is extremely fast and extremely fierce.
But...compared with the previous Evil Monk and Qing Tong Sword Master, there are too many differences.
This kind of move has no effect on Bingyang.
Many people who still had expectations for this man sighed.
How could it be possible to defeat Bingyang with this method?
Binghai also laughed and said softly: "What's the matter? Gu Bo, have you seen it? Such despicable and despicable people will only end up like the sword master Qing Tong!"
Gu Bo didn't say anything, just stared at the ring.
But the next second...
Poof!
The seemingly unremarkable sharp sword actually stabbed Bingyang's body directly.
Immediately afterwards, Bingyang fell to the ground on the spot and did not get up again.
This battle ended with just one sword strike.
Bingyang didn't even make a move to resist!
The place became quiet.
Everyone in the Bing family was dumbfounded.
The powerful heroes stared blankly, unable to regain their senses for a long time.
They stared at Bingyang.
Ten breaths!
Twenty breaths!
Thirty breaths!
But...he didn't even get up.
Bingyang...lost?
People's silly thoughts.
"I won!"
The man put away his sword and said expressionlessly to the ice sea.
"What..."
Binghai opened his mouth.
Half a day has passed and I still can’t slow down!
"Yang'er, what's wrong with you?"
Mrs. Bing here hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.
But... Bingyang ignored him at all and lay motionless on the ground!
"This...this...this...this...this...this is impossible!"
Many strong men from the Bing family stuttered when they spoke, and some even yelled.
"How could Mr. Yang lose?"
"Isn't that sword easy to dodge? How...how did this happen?"
People were puzzled and had no idea what was happening.
"What? I beat Bingyang, don't you admit it?" Seeing Binghai not answering, the man stepped forward, put his sword on Bingyang's neck, and said calmly: "Do you want me to kill him?"
Only if I cut off my head do you believe that I won?"
"No no no!!"
Binghai trembled all over, jumped up suddenly and shouted: "You win! You win! Please don't hurt Bingyang!"
"Very good, then let Bingqin take the stage! Once I finish fighting Bingqin, this spirit-injecting magic weapon will be mine!" the man said solemnly.
Hearing the sound, Binghai's face changed extremely.
Bingqin on stage?
Although Bingqin was treated by the magic circle, her combat power could not be restored for a while. She had injured her internal organs and Qi meridians. Now that she is forced to play, once the Qi is stimulated, people will suffer internal injuries! I'm afraid it will still happen.
Before it was opened, the person fell down on his own.
This time, Gu Bo really got it right!
Bingyang was defeated in an instant!
How could things develop like this?
The ice sea hesitated endlessly.
He gritted his teeth and frowned.
However, the powerful people here seemed to have seen something, and they shouted one by one: "Head of the Ice Clan, why are you hesitant? Why don't you send Bingqin to the stage?"
"Could it be that you are stalling for time?"
"Isn't this bad? If so, no one will come to participate in the Bing family's future gambling conferences!"
People rushed to say it.
There was amusement and smiles in every powerful person's eyes.
After hearing these words, Binghai looked towards the powerful men and was slightly startled when he saw the strange looks in their eyes.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. He suddenly looked towards Bingyang lying on the stage, and said in a voiceless voice: "Yang'er...you..."
After these words fell to the ground, Bingyang's body actually moved, and the people behind him slowly got up and stood on the ring as if nothing happened.
The Bing family members were completely petrified.
"Clan leader, it's time for Bingqin to take the stage!" Bingyang said expressionlessly.
When people heard the sound, their faces all turned pale.
It turns out... Bingyang and this casual cultivator are together.
He deliberately failed at the hands of this man!
He planned it all!
His purpose is to obtain the spiritual magic weapon!
