Chapter 997 I can lend you someone
Hearing the cheers in the audience, Xiao Ba did not feel any emotion, but just looked at Fang Chen quietly, with a hint of pity in his eyes.
"You and I are both swords in the hands of others. Don't blame me after death."
Xiao Ba's voice rang in Fang Chen's ears.
"Okay, I won't blame you. If you die, don't blame me."
Fang Chen nodded gently.
"I'm dead?"
A faint contempt flashed in Xiaoba's eyes. The seven-color thunder sword intent he condensed was so far, as long as he was willing, almost no one in his rank could survive a move in his hand.
The shouts in the audience were getting louder and louder, and they asked Xiaoba to kill Fang Chen quickly. Some asked Xiaoba to kill with one sword, while others asked two swords and three swords.
Xu Yan sighed softly: "Even they know who wins and who loses today. I really never thought that you dare to make a big splash and bet on me like this."
"Oh, this is the case with opening a Doujian Palace. Outsiders only see that it is very easy for us to earn spirit stones, but they have never seen that the risks behind them are also great."
Nangong Yuancheng sighed softly, "Miss Longruo, it doesn't matter if she loses this time. As your second-family family, it is not difficult to make a comeback."
Everyone nodded slightly, as if they were really feeling emotion. Long Ruo could only smile when he saw this, pretending not to know.
The ones I bought the most are these guys. Now they still have to pretend to be disgusting. It’s her husband who is better than her, and she likes her.
"Why do I need to make a comeback? I'm not a fool. I know I will lose but still bet with the crazy woman Xu Yan?"
Long Ruo chuckled and shook his head: "Think about it carefully, is this the truth?"
Everyone was slightly stunned, their faces gradually became ugly.
Xu Yan sneered, "It's just because I mentioned your husband, you are so angry that you are so embarrassed. Who are you bullying when you say these words now?"
"I'm not you, how could I be angry because of one or two words?"
Long Ruo smiled and said, "Think about how much you have suppressed today. After losing, I'm afraid you will have to tighten your belt and live a life."
Everyone's faces were a little ugly, and Long Ruo's words made them smell a little bad.
At the same time, accompanied by the tsunami-like shouting in the field, Xiao Ba finally sacrificed his natal flying sword. In an instant, countless thunders surrounded him, like a thunder god coming to the world.
"That's it! Kill him!"
"Don't kill with one sword, I bought three swords!!"
Everyone's eyes were hot.
"Miss Long can send you on the stage. I think your sword intent is not simple, let it go and see."
Xiaoba smiled.
As he spoke, the thunder on his body began to change color, and it was indeed as colorful as it was. Every time he changed, his breath would be stronger.
When it turned into the last purple, the terrifying aura was more than ten times that of the first one.
"This kind of sword intent..."
Fang Chen's eyes slowly opened, and a strange blue light flashed away.
The next moment, the seven-color thunder around Xiao Ba suddenly began to surge wildly.
Everyone thought Xiaoba was going to take action, but they didn't notice a flash of shock in Xiaoba's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a seven-color thunder suddenly exploded and fell on Xiao Ba with a bang.
Xiao Ba was beaten by this seven-color thunder and took more than ten steps back in practice, and his whole body was charred and smoked.
"What's going on!?"
The warm shouts gradually stopped, and everyone looked at each other.
They were just dazzled.
Why did Xiaoba’s sword intent start attacking him?
"you……"
Xiao Ba looked at Fang Chen suddenly, and just as he was about to speak, another seven-colored thunder fell on him.
This time he was beaten for several breaths before he came to his senses, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
He lost control of the sword intent.
It should have been his own sword intent, but now it seems like he has changed his master and does not obey his instructions at all.
The Doujian Palace gradually became quiet. Someone looked at the scene with a pale face and suddenly shouted angrily:
"Fake match!"
They all looked at the VIP seats and stared at Xu Yan, the group of Dou Jian Palace masters, with their cannibalistic eyes.
I occasionally see fake games, but this is the first time they have encountered such fake games as they are now.
During this period, Xiao Ba was hit by the seven-color thunder seven or eight times, and finally fell to the ground and had no hope of getting alive.
As soon as he died, the lightning around him gradually dissipated, as if he had never appeared.
The venue was completely quiet and the needle could be heard.
Everyone thought that they had a full bet but lost so ridiculously that they could hardly suppress their anger. Someone had already spoken to the VIP seat.
Xu Yan stared at Xiao Ba's body in a daze, but she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Nangong Yuancheng and others looked ugly. Listening to the curses coming from their ears, Nangong Yuancheng suddenly looked at Long Ruo and Xu Yan and sneered:
"You two... acted a good show!"
It was him who embezzled the funds from the Doujian Palace this time and deposited more than 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones.
This is the Doujian Palace under his jurisdiction, which lasted for more than ten years, with net profit after deducting any expenses.
I was going to send it home, but now I lost it in a blink of an eye.
"This matter has nothing to do with me."
Xu Yan suddenly stood up and saw that someone was still cursing, she glanced at everyone present coldly:
"Shut up! Whoever quarrels will go back to the Dari Sect's spiritual and physical cultivation with me!"
Everyone was slightly shocked and dared not continue to speak, their eyes full of fear.
As one of the three major sects in the Land of Prisoners, the foundation of Dari Sect is unimaginable to ordinary people. They are just ordinary people. Even if they are children of famous families, they are like ants and snow-capped mountains in the face of Dari Sect.
"Long Ruo, how did you scold these people? Fighting fake games! What methods did you use to fight swords with you today? Buy the sword cultivator under my command!? What handle did he hold up by you? Do you want to help you like this?"
Xu Yan said sternly.
Xiao Ba's wandering soul stood on the corpse and was at a loss. So far, he didn't understand how he died. When he heard Xu Yan say that he was bribed by Long Ruo, he was even more confused.
Long Ruo covered his mouth and laughed, shook his head gently: "You don't admit it yet, saying you are a crazy woman. How could I bribe your subordinates and let him cut off himself?"
"It's really unlikely, but... today is a sword fight, not a fight.
Your subordinate has not yet made a sword, but Xiao Ba died here. I am afraid this competition will not count."
Nangong Yuancheng looked up and down Fang Chen with a sharp look.
When the other palace lords heard this, they immediately stood up and agreed to Nangong Yuancheng's words.
There were also many other people sent by the Doujian Palace in the audience. Seeing this, they spoke one after another and immediately brought tens of thousands of monks present to protest Long Ruo's fake match.
Xu Yan's mouth raised slightly: "If you don't give them an explanation today, it's not just as simple as losing some spirit stones. Your Long family is afraid that their business will be bleak in the Doujian Palace in Yunlu City in the future."
"Everyone."
Long Ruo thought for a while and raised his hand with a smile.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Long Ruo to see what she wanted to give.
"Although there is no rule for rematch, if you want to watch another game, I can satisfy you."
Rematch!?
Everyone looked excited.
"Xu Yan, please send another person."
Long Ruo smiled faintly.
Xu Yan's eyes flashed.
Send another person? Except for Xiao Ba, the other out-of-body sword cultivators in her hands were not sure.
"Mr. Xu, I can lend you alone."
Nangong Yuancheng said lightly.
Chapter completed!