The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1544 Really bet your life
He could express it, but Zhou You could only hand her the little penglai wood he was dragging carefully in his hand at this time.

Yang Zhijian lost his old soul to suppress, and seemed to understand that as long as he didn't do Jiuming's tricks, the suzerain of the Penglai Shimen would not intervene, and immediately shouted:
"Zhou You, you dare to compete with me in an upright manner."

Such a slap in the face immediately made everyone present a little speechless.

If we talk about Wendou, then Yang Zhijian calls himself the "King of Medicine" Polygonum multiflorum, let alone a thousand years, even if it is ten thousand years, what is it in front of Penglaimu?

Once, a single Penglai wood made a wonderland like Penglai. For many people, even if the Penglai wood that Zhou You took out had only one leaf, it was a priceless treasure like an imperial medicine.

Later, Yang Zhijian added without authorization who would win and lose in the literary fight. As for the martial fight, there was no need for the master of the sect to take action.

"Dignified and upright? Don't say you don't have this quality, even if you fight, you, the defeated general, have been defeated repeatedly, right?"

Zhou You looked at Yang Zhijian with a sneer, now that the winner or loser of the civil or military battle, in the mouth of the other party, it would be broken into a crowning phrase like "upright and upright".

This kind of Yang Zhijian was too arrogant to be beaten. After Zhou You handed the small piece of Penglai wood with only one leaf and a branch the size of a grain of rice to the old soul, he took out the Qiankun fan.

At this time, Yang Zhijian was about to bleed Zhou Youhen, but there was no way, who would let the opponent have the capital to pretend to show off? When Wendou made a move, he was the rare Penglaimu, and Wudou even had super tricks The suzerain of Penglai is in charge...

"We're going to gamble our lives this time!" Seeing Zhou You waving his pitch-black folding fan with a light-hearted appearance, Yang Zhijian said it through gritted teeth.

Zhou You's eyes fell on his shoulders and he jumped on Di Lingqiao vigorously. Finally, he raised his eyelids from the state of turning a blind eye, and said in the same indifferent tone as before: "Then take out your lost bet first."

Yang Zhijian couldn't take out the 100 million spirit-locking wooden boxes, but even if he became a soul, his aura was so strong that the suzerain stood there, even the elder of Jiuming, Yang Zhijian, was a little scared and didn't dare to renege on it casually.

He took out the third-order spirit vein in his sleeve, and took off the Sumeru ring, which was equivalent to 100 million spirit-locking wooden boxes, from his finger.

"The spirit stone inside is enough for you to buy!" Yang Zhijian said with blood dripping from his heart, but his face said without any fluctuations, as if it was taken out of his hand, like a rotten vegetable on the street.

With the backing of Shimen, Zhou You only casually tossed the spoils twice.

He had noticed before that, although there was only a piece of Penglai wood leaf without a fingernail cover in the simple and ordinary wooden box, the entire palm earth wooden box was covered with spirit stones.

Leaving aside what Lingqiao owns, even the lottery won by Zhou You already makes people feel like the bowl is full.

Therefore, with Zhou You's current wealth, even if he is placed in the big sect of cultivation, he is still the master who can be arrogant no matter where he goes.

"Ah, Penglai wood needs spiritual energy, nothing else, just use the spirit stones and veins!" Zhou You also gave the lottery that Yang Zhijian lost to the old soul with both hands.

Before Guhun could speak, Yang Zhijian's expression turned extremely ugly, but there was nothing he could do.

Whether his third-order spiritual veins or Bingdi He Shou Wu, they were originally intended to be given to his immediate superiors in order to curry favor and gain some benefits, but today he regarded them as a lottery and lost to Zhou You.

Even for an Elder Jiuming like Yang Zhijian, if he wants to recover these things, he can only bet his life like a gambler who has already lost his fortune.

"Today, you and I will rely on our own means. I lost my life, you..."

Zhou You also seemed to know that being able to bet his life with others was the last limit of Elder Yang, who had been talking about "heads on the neck" all the time.

He couldn't help but sneered, and interrupted him directly: "You have no chance of winning!"

The old soul was gone before, if Yang Zhijian put his life on the line as a bet, Zhou You might still be afraid.

However, it is impossible for Zhou You to lose now!
Zhou You is at the helm of the new division, such self-confidence is simply fused with blood.

"What's your ability to pretend to be a tiger?!" Yang Zhijian, who bet his life, raised a sneer on his face, and after wiping off the blood spat out from the corner of his mouth that was suppressed by the old soul, he was confident of winning this round, as long as the suzerain didn't intervene.

Yes, if the suzerain makes a move, no matter how many means Yang Zhijian has, no matter how carefully planned, no matter how confident he is, it will be useless. He will only be oppressed like before, out of breath.

Therefore, 50.00% of the words "the fox fakes the tiger's power" are for Zhou You to hear, and 50.00% for Yang Zhijian himself.

"Or if you leave the protection of the suzerain's soul, you won't even go on the road!" It has to be said that Yang Zhijian was jealous and hated in his heart, and even his eyes turned red.

Yang Zhijian was so jealous that he was going crazy, even what he said was mad with a bit of incoherence.

You know, he is the elder of Jiuming, the first emperor of Jiuming, the second commander, the third general, the fourth demon, and the ninth elder, and the four demons and the ninth elder are all under the command of the three generals.

While traveling on the sea-watching boat to pick up Chu Qing, Dongfang Hongchang and others, Yang Zhijian initially wanted to see what kind of existence the people who could eliminate the four demons were like.
However, it was really his turn. In the hands of such a teacher at the helm, Yang Zhijian, who is obviously an unknown person but has amazing luck, and who has personally learned the lesson, how can he not be jealous to the point of madness?
"So the one in front of me and the four demons I met on the sea-watching boat are all under the command of the three generals?"

Curious about traveling around, Guhun gave an affirmative answer.

Although she was forcibly awakened by Penglaimu at first, her soul was connected with Zhou You, and she ate another Fengqi Wutong Pill, her soul was much more solid than after Lei Jie.

So, while Yang Zhijian was betting with his life, but kept talking nonsense about jealousy, Zhou You also listened to the wooden box in his hand, standing upright, and explained a little bit about Xia Jiuming.

After figuring out that the three generals have four demons and nine elders traveling around, I have to complain about the laziness of the former Nine Underworld Evil Emperor. The three generals are named one, two, three, big, middle and small respectively.

But the complaints are the ones, Zhou You still asked Yang Zhijian straight to the point after communicating with the old soul through the sound transmission technique:

"You and the four devils, demons, sprites, and those guys from the previous convoy..."

(End of this chapter)