The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2903 Ling Hantian VS Fan Fengyun!
Chapter 2903 Ling Hantian VS Fan Fengyun!
"Take it away."

Shen Qiankun glanced at Mo Qingfeng, who was like a defeated rooster, and shook his head in disappointment.

If you can't even accept failure, then this youth will not be worth cultivating in the future.

Shen Qiankun is very clear that a person's greatest enemy is not his opponent, but himself.

If you can't defeat yourself on the road of martial arts, then you will come to an end.

The two elders came to the stage and pulled Mo Qingfeng away, all eyes were on Ling Hantian and Fan Fengyun.

Now only Fan Fengyun and Ling Hantian were left, and the battle between the two was inevitable.

"Han Lin's good fortune has come to an end. Brother Fan Fengyun, our core disciple of the Moon Palace, is very powerful. Han Lin will definitely lose in seconds in front of him."

Mo Qing, who was defeated by Ling Hantian before, sneered and turned his voice louder.

The disciples of Yuegong grinned when they heard this, and praised what Mo Qing said.

"Hey, you Moon Palace disciples are amazing, why don't you see your Moon Palace disciples occupying the top four?"

Mo Qingwu curled his lips and smiled. He was beaten badly by Fan Fengyun two days ago, and now he obviously hates the disciples of the Moon Palace Zonggong.

"Heh, what an idiot, haven't you heard that soldiers are not expensive, but elites are more expensive? We have a senior brother in the Moon Palace, who is enough to sweep everything away."

There was a sneer at the corner of Mo Qing's mouth, and his words were full of trust in Fan Fengyun.

"Hey, otherwise, let's make a bet, and I'll say that your senior brother can't beat Han Lin to death!"

Mo Qingwu sneered again, he really couldn't understand how arrogant the disciples of Yuegong were.

"Hey, there is no cure for you idiot, but you bet, we will fight you."

Chen Lun, the fourth disciple of Yuegong, couldn't help laughing, but finally agreed to Mo Qingwu's bet.

Many eliminated disciples on this side were making a scene, but the protagonist of this duel was still quietly waiting for the announcement to start.

Shen Fei looked at the young people below, and heard that they underestimated his boss so much, he sneered and said, "Have you set up the bet, I will use an eighth-rank magic weapon to bet on my boss's victory!"

"Sorry, there is no such handicap in our bet!"

Mo Qing smiled disdainfully, glanced at Ling Hantian, and then looked at Shen Fei, "You can bet that he will be killed, or he can walk down the stage alive."

"It doesn't make sense, how to open the bet?"

Shen Fei was furious that he despised the boss so much, he didn't even have underwear for these guys to lose.

"Betting that your boss is killed, the odds are 1 to 2, and betting that he can walk down alive, the odds are 1 to [-]."

Mo Qing grinned, they seemed to have decided that Ling Hantian would definitely not walk down the stage alive this time.

"Haha, this is interesting. It's been a long time since such an interesting incident happened in our Moon Palace. Why don't we all join in this bet?"

Han Dong's loud laughter sounded, and everyone looked at Han Dong.

Han Dong cleared his throat, stood up, and said with a smile on his face, "You little fellows, how can you pay for your little fortune? The old man will be the banker."

"Elder Han has intentions, we will naturally obey."

Mo Qing and Chen Lun looked at each other, then smiled and dumped the dealer to Han Dong.

Seeing this, Han Dong nodded in satisfaction, and immediately looked at Shen Qiankun, "Shen Protector, are you interested in participating?"

"Do you want me to participate?"

Sensing Han Dong's eyes, Shen Qiankun also looked at him with a smile.

Han Dong's smile froze, and then he laughed dryly, "Of course, but the guardian values ​​that kid so much, so he must bet heavily on him, right?"

"Of course, I'm making a big bet, but Elder Han, if you can't afford it, I won't accept it!"

Shen Qiankun nodded, and immediately waved his sleeves, and saw two magic weapons appearing in front of him.

"These two magical weapons, one is called Zijin Liuxiayi, an eighth-rank magical weapon, which can defend against the full-strength attack of the semi-ancestral peak powerhouse without being damaged. The other is the Taiqing Wheel, which can take people flying in a day. The site. These two treasures have been tempered by my ancestral blood."

Whoa!
Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked greedily at the two divine weapons.

Even cold winter is no exception, if he can get these two divine weapons, he will be invincible among the semi-ancestral powerhouses.

"Shen Hufa, do you really want to bet on such a precious treasure?"

Han Dong looked at Shen Qiankun, and asked seriously again, these two treasures are not ordinary eighth-rank magic weapons.

"Does this seat look like a joke to you?"

Shen Qiankun replied indifferently, then looked down at Ling Hantian, and said with a faint smile, "Little guy, don't let me down."

"Han Lin thanked the guardian for trusting him."

When this scene happened, Ling Hantian could only smile helplessly, and then cupped his hands.

At this time, Fan Fengyun on the side sneered, "It's useless to thank you too early, you are doomed to perish today."

"The person who can kill me has not yet been born."

Ling Hantian glanced at Fan Fengyun indifferently, ignoring Fan Fengyun's inflated self-confidence.

When Fan Fengyun heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and immediately he looked at Shen Fei, "Shen Fei, if you make a good bet, let's announce the start, my time is very tight."

"Why are you so anxious, anyway, you are destined to be maimed by my boss in a few seconds anyway."

Shen Fei snorted coldly, and didn't give Fan Fengyun any face.

"Fei'er, let's announce the start."

At this time, Shen Qiankun spoke up, he would lose everything in the cold winter today.

Shen Fei heard Shen Qiankun's order, so he nodded and took a few steps forward, "Four to the second finals, start now."

After the words fell, Shen Fei looked at Ling Hantian, clenched his fists and encouraged, "Boss, beat him so hard that his mother didn't even recognize him!"

When Fan Fengyun heard this, his face was extremely gloomy, if not for Shen Fei being the guardian's nephew, he would have already slapped Shen Fei to death.

But, since Shen Fei can't be moved, then this cold forest is needed to quench his anger today.

"Fan Fengyun, be quick with your hands and feet, and finish quickly. The old man rewards you with one of the two divine weapons."

Han Dong smiled lightly at Fan Fengyun, as if what Shen Qiankun took out was already in his pocket.

Regarding this, Fan Fengyun nodded, he had already decided to kill Han Lin with one blow.

"Han Lin, your life is mine, you must come down alive!"

Ling Hantian was about to go up when Li Xianger's voice came. He turned his head and saw Li Xianger staring at him coldly.

"This woman..."

Shaking his head slightly, Ling Hantian walked onto the ring with his hands behind his back and stood facing Fan Fengyun.

Seeing Ling Hantian's calmness, Fan Fengyun didn't even show the slightest bit of fear, and the killing intent in his heart surged even more.

"Han Lin, die!"

With cold and piercing killing intent in his eyes, Fan Fengyun slapped out with a sudden palm, without any intention of showing mercy.

There was a concentration of divine power in his palm, as if there was a sound of dragon chant, and the divine power turned into small dragons, entangled in his palm.

(End of this chapter)