Chapter 769: One blow will kill

Han Yang glanced at him and said nothing.

But Feng Lingtian suddenly looked at him and said: Sixth Elder, since you are so confident, then we might as well make a bet. If you lose this game, I don’t have any excessive requirements. I just need the Sixth Elder to give me a realm-breaking pill. If we lose, the Sixth Elder will give me any conditions. What about it?

As soon as these words were said, many people looked at the two of them. Shangguan Zhengde also frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed deep in his eyes.

Then, he looked at Han Yang. Although he didn't say anything, Han Yang's meaning was very clear.

Han Yang then smiled, looked at Feng Lingtian, and said: This bet is not that I don’t fight, but that things like Breaking Realm Pill are very precious. Even if I don’t have one, I will definitely take it!

Shangguan Zhengde smiled with satisfaction after hearing this.

A stern look flashed in Feng Lingtian's eyes, but he immediately thought about it and said: If there is no Breaking Realm Pill, the Foundation Establishment Pill is OK!

Foundation Building Pill! Han Yang frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then said with a smile: Since the second elder is so confident, I will take this bet, then we will make a decision. If you win this game, I will give you a Foundation Building Pill. If you lose, you will give us one to enter the secret realm of Qingyun Pavilion. How about it?

Feng Lingtian smiled and looked at him and said: Of course! But I think this bet is a bit small, so how about expanding it five times? We won, you give us five foundation-building pills, we lose, and you give you five places!

Han Yang frowned slightly and didn't say anything. This old guy is really confident.

Why, does the Sixth Elder dare not gamble anymore? Feng Lingtian said a little provocatively.

At this time, Master Yunhai next to Han Yang suddenly smiled and said: Second Elder, this bet is a bit unfair! The people on the Shenyang Sect are less powerful than those in your Qingyun Pavilion, and the probability of losing is higher, so the odds are naturally smaller!

Feng Lingtian smiled and said, "It makes sense, the Sixth Elder, why not do this? You use five foundation-building pills to bet on me for ten places, how about it?

Han Yang showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Feng Lingtian smiled when he saw this and deliberately stimulated him with words: If the Sixth Elder dare not gamble, then forget it!

Han Yang snorted and said angrily: Just bet, whoever is afraid of whom!

OK! When Feng Lingtian heard his agreement, he immediately looked happy and said loudly: Everyone has heard of the bet just now. Then, let’s testify!

Everyone nodded quickly, and many people looked at Han Yang with gloating. It was obvious that they were all very happy to see Han Yang being unlucky. After all, they were very dissatisfied with this arrogant guy.

At this moment, Duan Feiyu and Bai Bing had not started to fight on the ring, because the referee had been listening to the conversation on the VIP stage and did not shout to start.

But the two stood far away at this moment, Duan Feiyu held the sword in his hand, was handsome and handsome, with a smile on his lips, while Bai Bing was wearing white clothes, looked handsome and cold, and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

Feeling countless gazes on the VIP desk, the referee shouted loudly and began!

Both of them did not move. Duan Feiyu looked at Bai Bing and said with a smile: Your cultivation is not as good as me, so you should give up as soon as possible!

Bai Bing frowned, and the cold light flashed in her eyes, and she didn't say anything.

At this time, Han Yang's words suddenly came into his ears. Don't hold back in this battle and win as soon as possible!

Bai Bing heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and his eyes tightened slightly.

On the VIP stage, Feng Lingtian couldn't help but smile after hearing Han Yang's words and said: Sixth Elder, it seems that you are very confident in this disciple of your Shenyang Sect!

That's it! Han Yang crossed his legs, smiled, and said loudly: Second Elder, it's not me that I'm going to blow, Bai Bing beats Duan Feiyu, and there is no need to use ten moves!

Feng Lingtian was stunned at first when he heard this, then burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funnyest joke.

Some other martial arts masters kept shaking their heads, with a hint of mockery on their faces, and looked at Han Yang speechlessly.

Even Shangguan Zhengde frowned and looked at Han Yang a few times, obviously thinking that he was bragging.

Han Yang didn't say much, just looked on the stage with a smile.

At this time, the two on the stage finally moved.

It was Bai Bing's first move. He activated his cultivation and flew towards Duan Feiyu, and the speed was not very fast.

Seeing this, Duan Feiyu looked relaxed and smiled and said: OK, since you are so unwilling to give up, then I will let you see how powerful I am!

As he said that, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed with a shiny sound, and a cold light flashed, stabbing Bai Bing who was flying straight in.

This time, he was actually a false move, and he had no intention of stabbing Bai Bing at all, because based on his experience, the opponent's flight was not as fast as it should be a false move.

But he never expected that the moment his sword stabbed out, a huge aura suddenly burst out from Bai Bing's body, and his entire human level suddenly increased by twice.

With a squeak, the long sword in his hand sank directly into Bai Bing's stomach, but Bai Bing seemed to have nothing to grow, and his whole body was still pounced on him. In almost the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Duan Feiyu.

Duan Feiyu was a little confused at this time. What was going on and what did he give birth to? What was this guy going to do?

Bai Bing saw his panic on his face, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like the god of death. The next moment, a cold light flew past Duan Feiyu's neck.

Duan Feiyu felt his neck chill, and then his whole head fell down. He even saw his butt and heels, and then everything slowly blurred and disappeared.

It was not until Duan Feiyu's body fell to the ground that everyone realized.

Bai Bing still looked the same. He reached out and pulled out the sword from his stomach and threw it on the ground. After sealing the acupoint, he took out a pill and took it, and then sat down to start healing his wounds.

In the stands, everyone was stunned for a long time before they reacted. Han Yang looked speechless and said, "Okay, it's still the same as before, ruthless!"

Feng Lingtian's face was terrible black. He suddenly burst out and slapped Bai Bing on the stage with one palm. But halfway through, someone had already stopped him. Both of them retreated urgently. Feng Lingtian retreated five or six steps, while Han Yang retreated for about ten steps.

Han Yang looked at Feng Lingtian with a smile and said with a beating: Second Elder, it would be a shame to attack an injured disciple!

He deserves to die, and actually killed my Qingyun Pavilion disciple! Feng Lingtian gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Han Yang snorted and looked at him and said: Sorry, the second elder, my disciples of Shenyang Sect have cultivated the way of life and death. This time, my cultivation is not as good as someone. I can only kill with one blow. If you want to blame, you blame your disciples in Qingyun Pavilion for being too cowardly!
Chapter completed!