"Three to two. As a result of the blasphemous bet, Lingbo Palace lost and Xiaoyao City won. From then on, there were one country, three alliances, six families and eight major sects. Xiaoyao City occupied a place, and Lingbo Palace became a subsidiary of Xiaoyao City and was controlled by the Lord of Jun City.

Life and death. Leader Sun, no, Sun Youchang, and you too!"

"No!!!" Sun Youchang screamed loudly, as if he was crazy, "I didn't lose! I won't lose! What a blasphemous bet, someone must be helping Xiaoyao City to cheat! I don't accept it, and I will never admit this result.

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However, what if he doesn't want to admit it?

The moment Yi Xuesong finished speaking, a blue-red light sprang up from the soles of Sun Youchang's feet and wrapped around his entire body.

Sun Youchang, who had been shouting just now, convulsed all over his body, then let out a scream and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Yi Xuesong sneered, his face full of ridicule: "Since the blasphemous gambling has been launched, it has been supervised and recognized by the Beast God. Now that I want to regret it after losing, do you think the Beast God will allow it?"

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Sun Youchang's tragic situation further stimulated the disciples of Lingbo Hall.

The only remaining people who still wanted to resist took back their puppets one by one, squatted on the ground in fear, and allowed the Xiaoyao Army to tie them up tightly.

In the blink of an eye, the once glorious Lingbo Palace became a thing of yesterday.

All the disciples of Lingbo Palace have become prisoners of Xiaoyao City.

And this battle also made everyone present remember the newly built city "Xiaoyao" and the name "Jun Muyan" that they had never heard of before.

But when Xiaoyao City was about to take over all the forces of Lingbo Palace, some people couldn't sit still.

For example, Ge Tianpeng, the master of Weiyue Pavilion.

At this time, he was looking greedily at the Lingbo Temple disciples who were tied up and stacked together.

The leader of the Qiantian Sect leaned close to the side and whispered in his ear: "Master Qi, that is Lingbo Palace, one of the eight major sects! Not to mention these disciples who are all top-notch in cultivation and talent, just how much they have in their treasure house

Are you not tempted by the treasures of genius and the many secret techniques for making puppets?"

Qian Tianzong head Qi Menghui gave him a mocking look, as if he was looking at an idiot.

Before the blasphemous gambling between Lingbo Palace and Xiaoyao City started.

If there is anyone here who believes that Xiaoyao City will definitely win.

That definitely has to be the Qian Tian Sect.

Qi Menghui still remembers the terrifying scene when that seemingly gentle and kind young man carried Elder Wang's body and single-handedly entered Qian Tianzong.

There were so many people in the Qiantian Sect, but when faced with that young man named Han Ye, they didn't have the slightest ability to fight back.

In the end, he obediently offered most of the treasures in the sect's treasury before inviting the ancestor away.

Before leaving, Han Ye made it clear that he was here to demand compensation and mental losses on behalf of Xiaoyao City.

From then on, this small newly-rising Xiaoyao City was included in the blacklist of everyone in the Qiantian Sect who must not be offended.

When the blasphemous bet began, everyone thought that Xiaoyaomen would definitely lose without a top expert.

Only Qi Menghui wanted to sneer.

Lose? No top player?

Are you dreaming?

As long as that young man named Han Ye comes out and waves his sleeves casually, he can wipe out the entire Lingbo Palace without leaving a trace.

And the facts completely confirmed Qi Menghui’s prediction.

The strength of Xiaoyao City is so terrifying.
Chapter completed!