Peerless God Lord

Su Mo's sword was destroyed by Murong Wudi's wave.

Everyone secretly sighed. As expected, Su Mo was no match for Murong Wudi. In the entire Tianling Sect, there was no one at the third level of Zhen Gang Realm who was a match for Murong Wudi.

Although Huang Yao was not surprised, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

After all, Su Mo was still not as good as Murong Wudi!

At this moment, Su Mo suddenly spoke on the battlefield, and his words silenced the entire audience.

"One hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones is too small a bet. How about five hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones?" Su Mo said in a deep voice.

Su Mo's words spread throughout the whole place, making the whole place fall into an uproar immediately.

"Did I hear that right? Five hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones?"

"Oh my god! Su Mo is crazy!"

"Does he have so many spirit stones?"

"He raised the stakes in a losing battle. Does he still have the confidence to win?"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Su Mo in disbelief. They did not understand Su Mo's thoughts at all. No one would believe that Su Mo could defeat Murong Wudi!

"Five hundred thousand!" Murong Wudi was startled when he heard this and frowned slightly. He didn't care about the amount of the bet, but he didn't have so many spiritual stones on his body.

However, thinking that he could not lose, Murong Wudi still nodded and said: "Okay! I'll bet on half a million medium-grade spiritual stones; however, if you can't get so many spiritual stones after your defeat, then I can only take away this sword in your hand!"

The sword in Su Mo's hand was a level 6 weapon, the King's Divine Weapon. Murong Wudi could easily tell at a glance that the King's Divine Weapon was worth ten times more than 500,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. I'd love to have this sword.

"If you can defeat me, why don't I give you this sword?"

Su Mo looked confident. He did not have 500,000 mid-grade spiritual stones, but so what! He couldn't lose!

The reason why he made such a high bet was to make a lot of money at once, because the other party was too confident and would definitely not refuse to increase the bet.

"But what if you can't come up with 500,000 medium-grade spiritual stones? What should you do?" Su Mo asked. Although the other party, as a direct disciple of the sect master, must be extremely rich, 500,000 medium-grade spiritual stones are definitely not enough. It's not a small amount, even ordinary Zhenxuan realm warriors may not be able to afford it.

"I won't lose!" Murong Wudi's voice was light but extremely confident.

"What if we lose?" Su Mo asked again.

"There are no ifs in me." Murong Wudi added.

Su Mo felt disdainful, sneered, and continued to ask, "What if?"

Murong Wudi frowned. He had already said that he would not lose, but Su Mo still asked again and again.

After pondering for a while, Murong Wudi nodded and said in order to reassure Su Mo: "I don't have so many spiritual stones on me, but I also have treasures of sufficient value to offset them."

When Su Mo heard this, he grinned and said, "Haha! I think this skill you are practicing is good, why not... just use this skill as a bet!"

good! Su Mo really took a fancy to the other party's technique. The other party's technique was quite extraordinary, probably even more powerful than the Nirvana Technique. Moreover, judging from its name, it seemed to be an earth-based technique, which was very suitable for him.

"What?"

Murong Wudi was startled when he heard this, then his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "You actually want to take advantage of my skills. You are quite courageous. Don't think about my skills. I have other treasures to counteract them."

It is absolutely impossible for Murong Wudi to use his cultivation technique as a bet. The "Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Jue" he practiced is a king-level high-grade technique. It is extremely powerful and precious. He will never give it to others easily.

Su Mo smiled disdainfully and said, "Are you afraid of losing to me? Losing this skill?"

Murong Wudi was not stupid, so he naturally knew that Su Mo was provoking him, but he still shook his head and said, "Don't think about the technique. I will never use the 'Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Jue' as a bet. "

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

After Su Mo heard this, he suddenly threw up his head and laughed loudly. The laughter spread in all directions, making everyone confused.

"Murong Wudi, it's no wonder that you are still the sect master's direct disciple, and that you are still claimed to be invincible at the same level!"

Su Mo's face was full of disdain, he raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "My Heaven-Destroying Sword is a sixth-level mid-grade weapon, a king's divine weapon, worth no less than millions of mid-grade spiritual stones. I dare to use it as a bet; but you don't dare to use your skills as a bet. You are so timid and have no self-confidence. How do you qualify to be the sect master's direct disciple? How do you qualify to call yourself invincible at the same level! "

Su Mo's voice, empowered by the power of Gang Yuan, turned into rolling thunder that spread in all directions and resounded for more than a hundred miles. Almost the entire Tianling Sect heard it.

"What's going on? Who wants to have a bet with Murong Wudi?"

"Oh my God! Who is this person? He dares to say such things about Murong Wudi?"

"He actually used the King's Divine Weapon as a bet! This person is so confident!"

"Quick, let's go to Gambling Valley and have a look!"

In a moment, countless disciples and a large number of elders in the entire Tianling Sect rushed to Gambling Valley to find out.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Countless disciples arrived at Gambling Valley in a matter of seconds. The number of people on both sides of the valley increased sharply, and within a few breaths, hundreds of thousands of people gathered.

Qingtian Peak.

Whizzing! Whoosh!

Three figures flew out from the attic, it was Feng Shaoyu, Tianchen and Yun Fei.

"It's the voice of Junior Brother Eleven." Tianchen said in surprise.

"What's going on?" Yun Fei frowned slightly.

"In Gambling Valley, Junior Brother Eleven seems to be having an affair with Murong Wuqi. Let's go and have a look!" Feng Shaoyu shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect Su Mo to make such a big fuss once he went to Gambling Valley. The movement!

Then, the three figures rose into the sky and flew quickly towards Gambling Valley.

Gambling Valley.

Murong Wudi's face turned completely gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Seeing that a large number of disciples were attracted by Su Mo's voice, the anger in his heart could not help but rise.

"Okay! Su Mo, since you want to humiliate yourself, then I will help you. I will take the 'Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Jue' as a bet!" Murong Wudi gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Murong Wudi knew that Su Mo was provoking him, but he still took the gamble. The most important thing was that he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

However, Murong Wudi was not stupid either. He put away his contempt for Su Mo. Although Su Mo knew how powerful his mysterious gravity field was, he still dared to raise the stakes and use the King's Divine Weapon as a bet. He must be powerful. trump card.

However, even if he knew that Su Mo had a trump card, Murong Wudi, who had invincible confidence, was still not afraid of anything!

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