This was the first time that Fang Ling set foot here in Chonghong City. At this time, he was still dressed in an ordinary outfit, looking very ordinary. Lu Yuyan, who was following him, used makeup techniques to cover up his original appearance. When he suddenly looked, he was no different from an ordinary girl.

Fang Ling had no intention of paying attention to the pedestrians coming and going around. He walked towards Changsheng Street. This time he came to Chonghong City, Fang Ling wanted to find some materials.

Fang Ling, who obtained the Shangqing Tianlei Sword Formation from the stone strip, was impatient to refine the Shangqing Tianlei Sword Formation. Although he did not have the ability to refine the Shangqing Tianlei Sword Formation that could activate Tianlei and powerful Shangqing Tianlei Sword Formation, the reduced version is not a problem.

Without the purple dragon thunder mother, you can use lightning to split the stone instead; without the essence of Geng metal, you can use ordinary ten thousand steel molybdenum to make it instead, without...

Although it is a good thing that the power of the Shangqing Tianlei Sword Formation can be as powerful as that of the 99 peaks of Longhu Mountain, Fang Ling is also satisfied with this power.

With the power of a ray of thunder to split the earth, one percent of the power should be able to severely injured an ordinary Jindan real person. Once he gathers into ninety-nine rips and activates the true solution of the Nine Heavens Thunder according to the great aura, this will become a rare set of killing weapons in his hand!

"Old Li, have you bought it?" A loud voice rang among the crowd. With this voice, a generous man raised two pieces of paper in his hand and said loudly: "You don't even see who is doing it. I can't buy it myself? Thirty taels of gold. The gambling party Ling dared not go to Fuqi Mountain."

A man like a monkey quickly took the two pieces of paper into his hand and looked carefully. Then he laughed and said, "Old Li, thank you, I'll treat you to drink later."

"Xiao Niu, you have to treat me to a good drink this time. Grandma's, such a bet like Ling dares not go to Fuqi Mountain. You can earn twenty taels of gold with just a change of hand. Let me tell you that the silver hook gambling house is now filled with people, and there is not even a place to settle down!" The thick man said with a slapped the thin man.

The little calf, who was not even a little arrogant, smiled and said with a smile: "Brother Li. You are helping me so much, what is this? I'll invite you to Hongxiuzhao later, let's have a good time."

"This is almost the same." Old Li slapped the Maverick hard, as if you were cognizable.

Many pedestrians around looked at the gambling orders in the hands of Xiao Mavericks. Each of them showed envy on their faces. When the calves faced this feeling, his waist straightened even more, looking very proud.

Fang Ling glanced at Xiao Niu and the old Li, then lightly tapped his fingers, and an invisible light fell into the body of Lao Li and Xiao Niu in two places in the void. In an instant, the two men felt their bodies tremble. However, it seemed that after trembling, there was no adverse reaction at all.

As the main disciple of the Wanhua Sword Sect, Lu Yuyan still has eyesight, not to mention that she knew that Fang Ling and others would never just scare the two of them, but her heart that was still righteous was also unfair for the two of them.

"If you have the ability, smash the Silver Hook Gambling House, what's the ability to attack the two mortals?" After muttering this sentence unconsciously, Lu Yuyan hurriedly blocked her mouth. Now she is not the much favored disciple of the Wanhua Sword Sect back then, but just the concubine of the person in front of her.

But it was useless for her to cover her mouth. Fang Ling's spiritual sense can now cover Baili, let alone Lu Yuyan was right in front of him. He taught the two people a little lesson because these two people made him unhappy. It would be fine if he used himself to gamble, but he also bet on himself to lose, which really made Fang Zhenren unhappy.

If I am unhappy, then you can't think of it. Although Zhenren Fang is not a bad person, he is not a person with broad mind. And Lu Yuyan's words made his originally more comfortable heart suddenly feel uncomfortable again.

He snorted at Lu Yuyan, then his spiritual sense flashed, and he determined the location of the Silver Hook Gambling House and walked towards the Silver Hook Gambling House. Lu Yuyan was still a little scared at the beginning. Although this Fang Zhenren had not touched her yet, she felt that this person was not a gentleman.

It would be worth it if he was punished. Just when Lu Yuyan was nervous, she found that they had arrived at a gambling house. Outside the gambling house, there were thousands of gamblers lined up there, and people kept running out of it with surprise.

"I bought it, I bought it! Haha, as long as Fang Ling dared not go to Fuqi Mountain the day after tomorrow, my thirty taels suddenly became fifty taels."

"I bought it too, Mu Laoer, what are you going to worry about? Fang Ling's devil is considered a character in front of the Bianjiang Sword Sect, but once he faces Duan Renjie, he is not a little bit short of it. I dare to bet with my head that that kid will never dare to go to Fuqi Mountain." A man with a rough face said loudly.

Listening to the messy discussions, Lu Yuyan was very worried about the few guys who were talking nonsense. This Fang Zhenren had already taken action just now and had no reason to show mercy to them. Although she hated that hero, the education she received since childhood made her feel that these random people did not have much sin.

Fang Ling didn't think so. In his previous life, he had seen the faces of many so-called innocent people. At this time, he looked at the thick man with a mouthful of a demon, walked over, grabbed the man, and threw it out directly.

Everyone who was talking nonsense saw the thick man being thrown on the roof opposite and fell to death, and was stunned for a moment. But then, the people glared at Fang Ling. An old man with a good relationship with the thick man said in a deep voice: "Young man, aren't you afraid of doing something here..."

I was not afraid of anything. This person didn't say it. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that Fang Ling didn't give him the chance to finish it. He grabbed it and threw it directly on the roof.

This is the territory of Yinhook Gambling. Most of the people gathered here are customers of Yinhook Gambling. Fang Ling's actions immediately welcomed more than a dozen stubborn men. And walking ahead of them was a monk who had reached the eighth level of Qi training.

He was about to open his mouth to scold, but his face suddenly changed. Because he found that he could not feel the cultivation level of the person in front of him. He knew very well what this situation meant. The person in front of him was at least a foundation-building cultivator.

And it is not the kind of person in the early stage of foundation building. How dare he be arrogant when facing such a person? Not to mention letting him do it recklessly! He immediately respectfully clasped his fists and said: "Senior, you came to the Silver Hook Gambling House. That's the honor of our Gambling House. Please don't be as knowledgeable as these people."

Seeing this, the people around who were watching the show changed their faces. They knew this immortal master, and even the immortal master was called senior. How could ordinary people afford them?

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Call the manager of your Silver Hook Gambling House here!"

Although the monk didn't know what the man was going to do, he understood the reason why the good man would not come. He agreed happily, turned his head and ran in to report the message. After only a few breaths, an old man with long beards walked out with a fat middle-aged man. The old man was wearing a Taoist robe. Although it seemed to be walking, he was floating in the air.

Lu Yuyan, a monk at the peak of foundation building, suddenly became a little concerned about the Silver Hook Gambling. After all, it was possible to allow a monk at the peak of foundation building to guard the house. The strength of this Silver Hook Gambling is not weaker than their Wanhua Sword Sect.

No wonder he can become one of the four major gambling houses in Nanchu. With such a person, who dares to make trouble in the Yinge Gambling? That fat man is an ordinary person. Because he has the support of the old man behind him, he was not afraid when he saw Fang Ling, but clasped his fists and said, "Why did this brother come to our Yinge Gambling House?"

"Come to the gambling house, of course I'm going to have a gamble." Fang Ling smiled at the fat man and said calmly.

There are too many people who gamble on a bet every day. People who run gambling shops are afraid of customers coming to the door. The fat man smiled and said, "Since you want to gamble, please, there are all kinds of gambling methods in our Silver Hook Gambling House, which will definitely satisfy you."

"Those things are meaningless. I'll bet on you quickly. I'll put 100,000 medium-grade immortal stones, betting that you can't live for a while, how about it!" Fang Ling waved his hand and said straight to the point.

The fat man's face suddenly turned into purple. Although he knew that the monk in front of him was a monk, he was unwilling to be played with. What's more, there was a backstage behind the Silver Hook Gambling House, and a great monk at the peak of foundation building was followed by him: "If you have nothing to do, please don't joke here. Our Silver Hook Gambling House still has to do business."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man standing behind him had already emerged from the crowd and respectfully clasped his fists at Fang Ling and said, "This senior, in the Xiayin hook casino Zhao Yuan, please give the senior a chance to correct himself in the presence of the head of the family, Jin Yuan, and give the junior a chance to correct himself. As long as the senior has the conditions, we will definitely be satisfied."

The old man looked at Fang Ling as soon as he came out, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. He had been a sacrificing entourage in the Silver Hook Gambling House for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered a real person in Jindan coming to his door.

"Zhengren Jinyuan, why should I give him face? Even if he comes, the gambling I just mentioned will still be carried out." Fang Ling snorted coldly, and said with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Zhao Yuan's face became even more ugly. His master couldn't cover it, which meant that this level was not easy. If this Jindan Zhenren was going to bully people, he had no choice. For a moment, sweat flowed down his head, and the fat man who seemed to be the shopkeeper looked even more panicked.

After all, this bet is his life. A real person in Jindan bet that he will not live for a moment or three minutes. Where will he shout for justice? (To be continued...)
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