That Qingran, Ji Lanxin and others were watching, Qingran made a bet on Chen He before, and Ji Lanxin and others also followed Qingran to make a bet.

But he lost, and Qing Ran couldn't hold his face for a while.

Qing Ran spoke: "Lan Xin, in the next game, you still listen to me, come and place a bet, the loser is me, and the winner is yours!"

"Good!"

Ji Lanxin said lightly, she naturally saw that this Qingran was interested in her.

But in fact, she didn't pay attention to a martial artist like Qingran at all, inside and outside the golden city was just the lowest existence, and he just wanted to use this Qingran for the time being.

And at this moment, a deep voice came:

"The next battle between the nine-vein maple and the dust against the fifteen-vein Li Chen!"

Nine veins?

The entire Shura field was amazed.

"I heard you right, there are even garbage from the Nine Veins who dare to come to participate in the Shura War!"

"Which one of the brainless guys, isn't this here to send him to death?"

"There were a few thirteen veins and fourteen veins of brain-dead who came to participate in the war before, and they were beaten into cripples, but I didn't expect to be even more brain-dead now!"

"Nine veins, this one will definitely be defeated!"

......

For a while, the entire Shura battlefield was full of discussions.

The threshold for participating in the Shura battlefield is fifteen veins, which is already a well-known thing, the strength is too low, there is no difference between coming over and sending him to death, not to mention the nine veins, even if it is thirteen veins and fourteen veins, the end is extremely miserable.

In this way, in the eyes of everyone, this guy called Feng Luochen is a brainless and stupid.

"Nine veins, hehe, I didn't expect that there are such brainless people in this world, that Li Chen even defeated Chen He of the nineteenth veins, not to mention the brainless people of the nine veins, bet on him to lose this game, and win steadily!"

Qing Ran immediately smiled, only feeling that this time he should be able to win back his face.

Maple Dust......

Hearing these three words, Ji Lanxin's face immediately changed.

Although the many people of the Holy Pavilion behind him had lost their emotions and their faces did not change much, they were also a little touched when they heard these three words at this moment.

Ji Lanxin never dreamed that this Feng Luochen would come to the Golden City a few days before himself, and he had already cultivated nine golden bloodlines.

Ji Lanxin asked herself if she was absolutely arrogant, and the six golden bloodlines were also known as the lady of the sky by Qing Ran, but she didn't expect that this time, there was no comparison to Feng Luochen.

In my heart, a wave of anger rose.

"Lan Xin, what's wrong with you?

Qing Ran couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Qing, do you remember what I said before, let you help me find someone!"

Ji Lanxin smiled bitterly in her heart.

Qing Ran was surprised: "What you won't say is this Feng Luochen, right?

"That's him!"

Ji Lanxin's gaze changed.

This maple falling dust surprised her too much, not only did she cultivate nine golden bloodlines in just a few days, but she even dared to come to participate in the Shura War!

"This person has been found now, he will definitely lose this one, maybe he will die here!"

Qing Ran said.

"He may not be defeated!"

Ji Lanxin's eyes were like torches at the moment, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Oh, Blue Heart, how could you have such confidence in this person?"

When Qing Ran heard this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, he felt that this Ji Lanxin seemed to care a little about this Feng Luochen, which made him feel a little jealous.

"He's not such a brainless man!"

Ji Lanxin spoke, from her understanding of Feng Luochen, this person didn't seem to have suffered a loss.

"Hehe, let's take a look over there!"

Qing Ran opened his mouth, very unhappy in his heart, waiting to see the scene where Gu Feng was defeated.

Here, Ma Shan and many onlookers were asking Gu Feng who would win in the next battle.

However, the next moment, Gu Feng's face was frozen.

"This brother, you are talking, who will win the next game?"

"Yes, brother, you say!"

"This kind of obvious thing, don't ask, it must be that Li Chen wins!"

"Also, this Li Chen should be able to win!"

"Brother, you said that Li Chen would win!"

......

For a while, everyone looked at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng stood up and said flatly: "If you believe me, bet on Feng Luochen to win!"

The words fell, and Gu Feng left.

"I said, 'Where are you going?'

"You say, this guy can't be a bad brain, it seems that he was blind before, how can the waste of the nine veins win!"

"That's it!"

......

Everyone looked at Gu Feng's departing back, and they all became suspicious of Gu Feng.

"Mashan, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, someone looked at Ma Shan and found that Ma Shan was staying there.

Ma Shan was stunned, he didn't expect that this Feng Luochen would dare to participate in the Shura War.

Looking at everyone's inquiring eyes, Ma Shan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "He is Feng Luochen!"

Maple dust?

Everyone around Mashan was stunned!

This guy who guesses extremely accurately is the brainless nine-vein maple falling into the dust?

At this moment, Ma Shan couldn't help but sigh: "Now the odds of Feng Luochen are one to ten!"

Ten to one?

Everyone was shocked, such a big odds is extremely rare.

In other words, if you press on Feng Luochen with a cup of fateful water, if Feng Luochen wins, you can win a pot of fateful water!

However, even in the face of such a big temptation, everyone still did not hesitate to suppress Li Chen to win.

Because in the eyes of everyone, this is an obvious thing, pressing a pot of water Li Chen wins, at least he can win back a cup, and it is not a loss.

Ma Shan came to the gambling place of the Shura battlefield and said to the Shura field elder: "I will win by pressing the maple and falling into the dust, a golden bloodline!"

"You're dusty?"

The man was slightly surprised.

"Hmm!"

Masan opened.

He didn't know what kind of wind was pumping in his brain, but he subconsciously felt that in this game, Feng Luochen might really win.

"Good!"

The Shura Field Elder also sighed, but he didn't expect that someone would really press the maple and fall into the dust.

At this moment, Gu Feng had already come to the interior of the Shura Field.

In front of him, stood Li Chen.

Li Chen had just won against Chen He, and his momentum was like a rainbow, so he chose to continue fighting!

In this way, it was assigned to Gu Feng to him!

Li Chen is obviously low in cultivation and strong in strength, the fifteenth vein is the threshold to enter the Shura field, and he just defeated Chen He of the nineteenth vein.

And Gu Feng's nine veins are the lowest cultivation in the history of entering the Shura Field, so naturally he has to match him with someone with the lowest cultivation, but he just matched this Li Chen.

However, in everyone's opinion, no matter who matches it, this maple dust is bound to lose.

The name of the Nine Veins has been deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

"It's your first time coming to the Shura battlefield, hand over a golden bloodline, admit defeat!"

Li Chen looked at Gu Feng, frowned slightly, and then spoke flatly.

Everyone was amazed!

Such a good opportunity to slaughter a fat sheep, Li Chen didn't even need it, with his strength, it should be easy to kill this Feng Luochen, and then the nine golden bloodlines will be his.

ps: There was a clerical error in the first few chapters, and the name Gu Feng used to enter the Golden City should be Feng Luochen, which has been corrected!

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