Chapter 295 (2/2)

Others don't know. The jiuzhuan old man of the empty mulberry gate knows it. This folding fan friar is his proud disciple and one of the most outstanding talents of the empty mulberry gate. He also gave this armor. It's a peak magic weapon!

Is this guy a man or a beast?

Still in surprise, Xiang Yang's voice rang again: ”if it's two wins in three games, I think it's over. If not, who's next? You?”

The direction of his finger is the direction of the nine turn old man.

The whole audience was stunned. A monk in jiedan period provoked the later stage of jiuzhuan. It was like a rabbit flaunting its power in front of the dragon.

But such a ridiculous thing, said in Xiang Yang's mouth, is obviously taken for granted. It seems that it is just a trivial matter.

Indeed, no one dared to laugh at him. After the two moves just now, who would really regard him as a jiedan friar?

You know, the second one who was hit by him was a Yuanying peak friar...

The old man looked at him with a dignified look, hesitated for a moment, and still stood up. Normally, the empty mulberry door lost two games in a row, and it can really be over, but after leaving, the whole sect is afraid that it will become the object of ridicule of others and can't lift its head again. How can he bear such consequences?

He took a deep breath and said, ”under...”

After saying two words, I saw the young man shaking his head: ”I'm not interested in knowing who you are, but you want to rob the residence of my Fuyu sect. It's very simple. If you win me, we'll move. If you don't win, we'll leave something behind... You have to pay a price to make trouble at the door, don't you?”

”Something? What do you want?”

”I think you're so poor that you probably can't get any treasure. Well, just gamble. I'll let you get some cheap. If I lose, this willow spirit God will be yours. If you lose, how about 500 best yuan Qi stones?”

As soon as Xiang Yang's fingers turned, a green egg shaped object circled around his fingertips. Then, a green light shrouded the whole palm of his hand.

”The willow spirit God... The heavenly material and earth treasure that comes from millions of years of thunder willow without turning into a demon. This...”

The jiuzhuan old man's eyes turned green immediately. For a wooden jiuzhuan high-level friar, it was simply the temptation of the devil. With it, he even had absolute confidence to directly impact the jiuzhuan peak.

”How's it going? There aren't many 500 top-grade vitality stones?” Youdao said that wealth is not exposed, but Xiang Yang didn't seem to care at all. He shook the willow spirit back into his hand and threw it away.

The nine turn old man's heart also swings. The willow spirit is very fragile. If he falls to the ground, the leakage of wood Qi will be destroyed.

However, in this way, he also died of the idea of directly grabbing, but what is the concept of 500 top-grade yuan Qi stones? It's equal to half of empty sangmen's wealth. He's just an ordinary elder. Where can he take it out..