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"So many good things?" Yang Ming bets so much that he bought himself, which immediately attracted a lot of onlookers and made the shopkeeper responsible for the gambling happy. The next moment, many people bet on Yang Ming when they saw it profitable, but most of them bet on Yang Ming that they could not win the next competition.

"Yang Ming, Ying Yuanlong."

At this moment, the voice of the manager came, but it was Yang Ming's turn. The opponent with Yang Ming was Ying Yuanlong, who performed extremely fiercely and killed the enemy with one move.

This Ying Yuanlong is not only extremely fierce, cruel, but also quite cunning. He also has the cultivation level of the seventh level of Tongxuan, which is one level higher than Yang Ming.

"Quick, fast, fast, before the competition begins, there is still time to buy Yang Ming and win one and lose ten. The opportunity is rare. Don't miss it. Well! It has increased to lose one and lose one hundred. Quick, fast, fast, buy more and make more money. Yang Ming bought himself just now and spent 1,500 taels of gold. Don't worry about losing money." The shopkeeper was energetic and raised his voice.

"It's over, now it's really over. Yang Ming is going to lose, and she will lose a lot. Even if Yang Ming doesn't play and the bet is cancelled, the jade pendant she lent to Yang Ming will not be able to get it back intact."

"I have a way. Let's buy Ying Yuanlong to win, so that we can make a little profit."

"Okay, that's it."

The opponent was determined, and the outcome was clear at a glance. The gamblers immediately fell into madness. Seeing that Yang Ming really made a bet, they all breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing the name, they were shocked. They couldn't help but gritted their teeth in hatred, glared at Yang Ming fiercely, and decisively took out all the gold and silver notes and valuable things. They finally got a hundred taels of gold and bought all Ying Yuanlong to win, hoping to recover some of the losses.

"It's my turn so soon? Well, I'll collect the money early and get it early, and I can hurry up and practice for a while." Yang Ming was calm and had no pressure at all. If it weren't for the gold and silver on his body, he had bought the Peiyuan Pill within seven days of seclusion and a mid-grade body technique "Floating Lights and Shadows", he would even bet more.

At this moment, Yang Ming ignored the two constables and immediately rushed back with great strides, climbed up the platform without hesitation, which immediately caused another amazement.

You should know that Yang Ming was able to win easily in the morning, although he proved his strength, his opponent Yi Yixiao was only in the mid-stage seventh level of Tongxuan, and his real combat power may not be very strong. He could not compare with Ying Yuanlong, who was at the peak of Tongxuan's seventh level of cultivation, and even attacked and killed a cultivator of the same level with one move.

"Why didn't he leave!"

Seeing Yang Ming coming to the stage, he thought Yang Ming was going to run away, so Ma San, Zhang Bao, Lao Wang and Liu Xi, who specially funded gold and silver, were shocked and disappointed. He was angry because of Yang Ming's stubbornness and even more worried about Yang Ming's life.

"Idiot, I don't know the world is so strong. I see if you will die!" Manager Liu, Bai Yunfei was very happy when he was surprised.

"Hey, he dares to come on stage!"

The fourteen immortal masters of the Seven Immortal Sects and the important figures of Lingwu City were also a little surprised and found it very interesting.

At the same time, Ying Yuanlong on the high platform was furious and felt extremely insulted. He immediately took the initiative and slashed at Yang Ming who had just landed.

Clang!

With countless anticipated eyes, Yang Ming finally reached out and pulled out the steel sword at his waist, calmly and calmly greeted him. Obviously, Yang Ming knew that Ying Yuanlong's strength was far superior to Yi Yixiao, and he could not deal with him without taking out the sword. However, even if he had used the sword, Yang Ming used the steel sword, not the cold iron sword that was cut like mud. The careful audience soon discovered that although Yang Ming had lit up his weapon, he was still standing in place like the first game, without moving his feet at all. What was even more surprising was that Yang Ming used the thirteen basic sword technique that ordinary people looked down upon.

Swish swish swish swish!

Even though his feet did not move, even with the basic sword technique, the long sword was still powerful in Yang Ming's hands, as if he came alive. However, Ying Yuanlong was obviously more fierce, his attack was like a storm, and his body movement was quite brilliant. He moved quickly around Yang Ming and slashed violently. Although he was just a person, the sword light like snowflakes surrounded Yang Ming.

"Yang Ming is so pitiful. I'm afraid I can't afford to buy a low-grade sword technique, but I still use the basic sword technique."

"Yes. Ying Yuanlong is different. He used the mid-grade martial arts "The Strong Wind Sword Technique". It has great power. Judging from its speed, I am afraid that it has reached the small-scale realm, so it won't take long for Yang Ming to splatter blood on the spot."

"Then Yang Ming is too arrogant. He dares to keep his steps in the face of a master like Ying Yuanlong. Now Ying Yuanlong's momentum is rising and his offensive is fully launched. The power of the Fierce Wind Sword Magic has been exerted to the extreme, and it is impossible for Yang Ming to escape."

"Hey, Yang Ming did not die immediately, and his strength was indeed not weak. However, he was already in a passive state. Under Ying Yuanlong's fierce attack, his true energy would be consumed soon. Within ten moves, he would die!"

There were swords and swords on the stage, and there were many discussions outside the field. Obviously, they were not optimistic. It seemed that they had already reached a disadvantage, and it seemed that Yang Ming, who would only use the basic swordsmanship.

"Brother Yang, hold on!" Zhang Bao and the other three thought so.

"Yang Ming, hurry up, admit defeat, and then you don't have to die, so you can get arrested with us!" The two black and white constables were so eager.

"Die, die, die!"

Manager Liu and Bai Yunfei were silently reciting this.

"He came to participate in the selection of disciples of the Immortal Sect, but he only knew the thirteen basic sword techniques. If he passed, wouldn't it be a big joke?" The Lord of Lingwu City said disdainfully.

"Yes, this Yang Ming is too ridiculous, and he is also responsible for losing his life!"

"What the city lord said is very much!"

The other senior figures in Lingwu City quickly agreed.

"I think you are a joke. Whoever says that basic swordsmanship is not good. Haven't you seen that Yang Ming's basic swordsmanship has been cultivated and can further reach a state of turning decay into magic? Forget it, you are too superficial and know nothing about real swordsmanship. You don't understand it even if you say it." At this moment, a cold voice interrupted the flattery of these people. Everyone was furious. Seeing that the person who was talking was the Qingshan Immortal Master of the Divine Sword Sect, he couldn't help but startled and smiled, not daring to refute at all.

"Yes. Logically speaking, Yang Ming's cultivation is low and his sword skills are too basic, so it is impossible to support it until now. However, his situation seems dangerous, but in fact he is safe. Unfortunately, his realm is too low. With this basic sword skills, it is far from enough to win!" The other immortal masters were also very keen. After being reminded by the Qingshan Immortal Master of the Divine Sword Sect, he instantly discovered the problem and couldn't help but show surprise and expectation.

"What a solid basic sword technique! Such a sword technique is still honorable even if it is defeated!"

At the same time, Liu Xi, who was not an immortal master, but also had great strength, and some other masters, all their eyes lit up and couldn't help but exclaim.

"The medium-grade sword technique is nothing more than that. Now it's my turn!" Before the masters finished speaking, the situation in the field changed again. Yang Ming shouted coldly, and his sword momentum became fierce in an instant.
Chapter completed!