Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Xiao Ba didn't express any emotion. He 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 you die."

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 lightly.

"I die?"

A hint of contempt flashed in Xiaoba's eyes. The Seven Color Thunder Sword Intention he had condensed, so far, as long as he is willing, almost no one at the same level can withstand a move in his hands.

The shouts in the audience grew louder and louder, all asking Xiaoba to kill Fang Chen quickly. Some demanded that Xiaoba must be killed with one sword, while others asked for two or three swords.

Xu Yan sighed softly: "Even they know who will win and who will lose today. I really never thought that you would dare to risk everything and make such a bet with me."

"Alas, this is what happened when we opened the Sword Fighting Palace. Outsiders only saw that it was easy for us to earn spiritual stones, but they never saw that the risks behind it were also high."

Nangong Yuancheng sighed softly, "Miss Long Ruo, it doesn't matter if we lose this time. As your second brother, it's not difficult to make a comeback."

Everyone nodded slightly, as if they were really feeling emotional. Long Ruo could only smile when he saw this, pretending not to know.

These guys are the ones who buy the most. Now they are still showing off, which is disgusting to watch. Her husband is better, no matter how you look at it, it will be pleasing to the eye.

"Why do I need to make a comeback... I'm not a fool. I still bet with a crazy woman like Xu Yan, knowing that I will lose?"

Long Ruo chuckled and shook his head: "If you think about it carefully, is this the truth?"

Everyone was slightly startled, and their faces gradually turned ugly.

Xu Yan sneered and said, "It's just because I mentioned your husband that you became angry and embarrassed. Who are you trying to scare by saying these things now?"

"I'm not you, how can I become angry because of one or two words?"

Long Ruo smiled and said: "Thinking about how much pressure I have put in today, I am afraid I will have to tighten my belt after losing."

Everyone's faces looked a little ugly, and Long Ruo's words gave them a hint of something bad.

At the same time, with shouts like a tsunami in the arena, Xiaoba finally launched his flying sword. In an instant, countless thunders surrounded him, like a thunder god coming to the world.

"That's it! Hack him to death!"

"Don't kill me with one sword, I bought three swords!!"

Everyone's eyes were hot.

"Miss Long can send you on the field. I guess your sword power is not simple. Let's show it."

Xiaoba smiled.

As he spoke, the thunder on his body began to change colors continuously. It was really like seven colors. Every time it changed, the aura became stronger.

When it turned into the final purple, the terrifying aura was already more than ten times the original.

"This kind of sword intent..."

Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes, and a strange blue light flashed away.

The next moment, the seven-colored thunder around Xiao Ba suddenly began to surge crazily.

Everyone thought that Xiao Ba was about to take action, but they didn't notice a flash of surprise in Xiao Ba's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a seven-color thunder suddenly exploded and landed on Xiaoba with a bang.

Xiao Ba was hit by the seven-color thunder and took more than ten steps back, his whole body was black and smoking.

"what happened!?"

The enthusiastic shouting gradually stopped, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

They were just blinded.

Why did Xiaoba's sword intention start attacking himself?

"you……"

Xiao Ba looked at Fang Chen fiercely, and just as he was about to speak, another seven-color thunder fell on him.

This time he was beaten for several breaths before he came back to his senses, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

He lost control of his sword.

The sword that was supposed to be his own now seemed to have changed its owner, and it didn't obey his orders at all.

The Sword Fighting Palace gradually became quiet. Some people looked at this scene with livid faces and suddenly shouted angrily:

"Fake match!"

They all looked towards the VIP table, staring at Xu Yan and the masters of the Sword Fighting Palace with cannibalistic eyes.

They occasionally see fake matches, but this is the first time they have encountered such a fake match.

During this period, Xiaoba was struck by the seven-color thunder seven or eight times, and finally fell to the ground, no longer alive.

As soon as he died, the surrounding lightning gradually dispersed, as if it had never appeared.

The venue was completely quiet and you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone thought that they had gambled their entire fortune, but lost so ridiculously, that they could hardly suppress the anger in their hearts, and some people had already begun to curse at the VIP seats.

Xu Yan stared blankly at Xiaoba's body, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

Nangong Yuancheng and others looked ugly. Listening to the constant curses in their ears, Nangong Yuancheng suddenly looked at Long Ruo and Xu Yan and sneered:

"You two... put on a good show!"

He alone misappropriated the funds in the Sword Fighting Palace this time and deposited more than 100,000 middle-grade spiritual stones.

This is the net profit of the Sword Fighting Palace he has managed for more than ten years, after deducting any expenses.

It was originally going to be sent home, but now it was lost in the blink of an eye.

"This matter has nothing to do with me."

Xu Yan stood up suddenly and saw that someone was still cursing. She glanced at everyone present coldly:

"Shut up, mother! If anyone keeps arguing, they will go back to the Great Sun Sect to practice spiritual and physical cultivation with me!"

Everyone was slightly startled and did not dare to speak further, their eyes full of fear.

The Great Sun Sect is one of the three major sects in Prison Wind Land, and its foundation is so strong that ordinary people cannot imagine it. They are just ordinary people, and even the children of famous families are like ants compared to the peak of the snow-capped mountains when facing the Great Sun Sect.

"Long Ruo, what did you hear these people scolding? Fight against match-fixing! I fought with you in a sword fight today. What method did you use!? Bribing my sword cultivator!? What leverage did you have to control him? Will this help you?"

Xu Yan said sharply.

Xiao Ba's wandering soul stood at a loss on the corpse. He still didn't understand how he died. He was even more confused when he heard Xu Yan said that he was bribed by Long Ruo.

Long Ruo covered his mouth and laughed, shaking his head slightly: "You said you are a crazy woman and you still don't admit it. How could I bribe your men and let him kill himself?"

"This is indeed unlikely, but... today is a sword fight, not a battle of skills.

Your men didn't even draw a single sword, but Xiaoba died here. I'm afraid this contest won't count. "

Nangong Yuancheng was thoughtful, looking up and down Fang Chen's body with sharp eyes.

Upon hearing this, the other palace masters immediately stood up and agreed with Nangong Yuancheng's words.

There were also many people sent by other Sword Fighting Palaces in the audience, and they all spoke up when they saw this, and immediately brought tens of thousands of monks present to protest against Long Ruo's fake match.

The corners of Xu Yan's mouth raised slightly: "If you don't give them an explanation today, it will not only be as simple as losing some spiritual stones. Your Long family's business in the Sword Fighting Palace in Yunlu City will be bleak in the future."

"Everyone."

Long Ruo thought for a moment and raised his hand with a smile.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Long Ruo to see what explanation she had to give.

"Although there are no rules for rematches, if you want to watch another match, I can satisfy you."

Rematch! ?

Everyone's expressions brightened.

"Xu Yan, please send one more person."

Long Ruo smiled lightly.

Xu Yan's eyes flickered.

Send one more person? Except for Xiaoba, the other out-of-body sword cultivators in her hands were not completely sure.

"Palace Master Xu, I can lend you a person."

Nangong Yuancheng said lightly.