Walking in the world of martial arts

Chapter 302
At the gambling table, no one wants to be a loser, and Chen Feng is the same.

If you want to bet, bet hard.

He sits in the dealership, wins three games in a row, and kills the Quartet.

A gambler with very little capital in the first place has even less capital, and his whole body is almost wiped with cloth.

Gradually, some people left.

If you don't have money, why don't you go!
There were more than 20 people gathered in front of the gaming table, but apart from the croupier, there were only about ten people.

Chen Feng gambled three times in a row, the number of guests at the gaming table decreased, and the money in front of Chen Feng increased.

Just as Chen Feng decided to leave and kill all directions, three little old men walked into the casino.

As soon as they entered the casino, everyone felt an inexplicable chill, as if a gust of cold wind from Siberia was blowing in. It was bitingly cold, and many people couldn't help but feel chills, which also attracted many people to look back.

They saw only three old men.

No matter who saw these three old people, they couldn't help but take a second look.

But only dare to take a look.

There are not many old people who eat, drink, prostitute and gamble. Although they are older than most of the old people, it is not too strange. There are many old people in the Silver Hook Casino.

Their clothes are weird though.

They are all wearing green robes, but there are various patterns of strange monsters on the clothes. They are not scary people at first, but the clothes on them make them look more than ten times more terrifying than most people. .

What's more, the temples of these three old men are all bulging. Anyone with a little martial arts can see that the inner strength of these three people must have reached an unfathomable level.

In addition, after the three old men appeared, the warm Yinhook Gambling House felt a cold air for no reason, and the closer people were to them, the more they could feel the cold air.

Originally, there were some gamblers who wanted to make money, but seeing these three weird old men, they also cut off the idea of ​​doubling.

If a person wants to win money, he must have his life. If his life is gone, how can he win money?

Gamblers may be obsessed with ghosts and don't look back until they hit the south wall, but if they are asked to choose between winning money or dying, most of them will not be wrong.

Therefore, the gambling table in front of Chen Feng, who had killed the Quartet, suddenly became deserted.

Especially after the three old men stood in front of Chen Feng, some gamblers who had the guts to fight Chen Feng also quietly left.

They could see that the three old men were looking for trouble, and they didn't want to harm Chi Yu.

Therefore, a very strange scene appeared.

The rest of the Silver Hook Gambling House was very lively. The place that should be the busiest, at this moment, there is a huge open area. There are only Chen Feng and three weird-looking old men in this place.

Although these three old men looked strange, there was one thing about them that was not strange.

That is the sword.

Although their aura is not sharp and aggressive, they have swords on their bodies.

Three people, three swords.

But when Chen Feng first saw them, he knew that their swordsmanship was very good, and better than most people in the world.

Others can't see it, but he can, because he is a swordsman!
In addition, he also slightly guessed the identities of these three people, but he was not fully sure.

Chen Feng patted Yinshan in front of him, and looked at the three old people: "Are you also here to gamble?"

These three old people have white beards and hair, and they are at least sixty years old. Because of their profound skills, they are most likely to be over seventy years old.

Can three 70-year-olds really know how to gamble?

The oldest of the three spoke.

His voice was very old, but there was a very cold aura when he opened his mouth.

"We don't gamble."

Chen Feng smiled: "If you don't gamble in Silver Hook Casino, what are you betting on?"

"Gamble your life."

The faces of the others changed, and the people who were already far away from the gaming table moved even further away.

Chen Feng smiled and asked, "Whose life is the bet on?"

"Bet your life."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "If you want to bet on my life, it's not impossible, but I want to know why you want to bet on my life?"

The old man stared at Chen Feng and said, "Is your name Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng nodded.

The old man said again: "Did you kill Ye Gucheng?"

Chen Feng nodded again.

The old man said: "Very well, then we have to bet on your life."

Chen Feng originally wanted to ask what you bet on my life, but Chen Feng didn't need to ask, and he didn't have time to ask.

Because the two swords were out of their sheaths.

The old man who spoke did not draw his sword.

The old man who didn't speak drew his sword instead.

Two people, two swords.

The two shot at the same time.

Not only did they have profound skills, but they also showed extremely high swordsmanship cultivation as soon as they made a move.

Although the two swords were both out of their sheaths, their moves were completely different.

A sword flashed like a shooting star in the sky.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the interior of the Silver Hook Gambling Workshop was filled with bright sword lights.

They are all first-class swordsmen, but their swordsmanship is completely different, but they are all murderous swords.

This sword is enough to kill most people in Jianghu, but it is still a bit short of killing Chen Feng.

But the two old people didn't know.

They were conceited of their unique skills, and they didn't think that Chen Feng could block their swords.

As soon as they made a move, they were confident that Chen Feng must die.

This is not only their confidence in their own sword skills, but also their confidence in their companions' sword skills, so they believe that Chen Feng must die.

But soon their self-confidence disappeared.

The moment they issued their swords, they saw two cold lights.

The next moment, there was a blood hole in their chest.

They stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that there is such a fast sword in the world.

But they had to believe it.

The third sword has also been shot.

This is Lone Pine's sword.

In terms of swordsmanship, Lone Song is not much better than Han Mei and Dry Zhu, but Lone Song is smarter than both of them.

He made the last shot, wanting to kill him.

What is most powerful about him is not his swordsmanship, but his grasp of the timing of killing.

This time, as before, he had grasped the best timing to kill.

He was sure that Chen Feng would not be able to avoid his own sword.

His judgment was not wrong, but it was a pity that he was wrong about one thing.

Although Chen Feng severely wounded Kuzhu and Hanmei, his sword power was not exhausted, and with a flick of his wrist,
Chen Feng's sword was ahead of Lone Song's and pierced Lone Song's chest.

Three people, three swords.

They came aggressively to kill, but they fell under Chen Feng's sword in a blink of an eye.

Three streaks of blue light flashed past, hitting the lone pine, cold plum, and dead bamboo.

The three people's attention was on Chen Feng, and the hidden weapon was shot quickly and urgently, and it was too late to dodge when they found it.

These three hidden weapons were enough to kill them.

But Chen Feng used his sword again.

The sword light flashed.

The hidden weapon was shot down.

All three survived.

There was one more person at the gaming table, and it was Gongsun Lan who had just left.

Chen Feng looked at Gongsun Lan and asked, "Who are they?"

"Kunlun Mountain, the three friends of Suihan in Daguangming Cave."

"Why kill them?"

Gongsun Lan said: "You don't want to kill them?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "Of course I want to kill them, but at least there are some things I need to ask clearly, such as why they want to kill me."

Gongsun Lan said lightly: "You don't need to ask, because I can tell you."

Gongsun Lan left after saying this.

Chen Feng didn't even look at Sui Han's three friends, but turned and followed.

Before he had the mountain of silver on the gambling table, it seemed that it was not silver, but a pile of garbage.

In fact, these are indeed rubbish in Chen Feng's eyes.

Sui Han's three friends looked at each other and followed suit.

A group of people walked into a very private room in Silver Hook Gambling House under the gaze of all the gamblers.

(End of this chapter)