The reason why he chose to break his wrists and agreed to the other party so happily was that Bai Yi naturally had his own grasp.

Long Jiu's strength is not in the forefront of the nine dragons, he is just an ordinary seventh-level sea beast, relying on the talent of the Jiaolong clan to run rampant so far, but the existence of the Heavenly Gong makes Bai Yi have the same strength to fight against demon beasts, and the competition between the two of them in strength alone is actually difficult to distinguish between high and low.

One of the most important points, and the real intention of Bai Yi's choice to break his wrists, is that the game of breaking his wrists can only be carried out with his own body.

When the demon cultivator was the most powerful, he fought with the main demon body, and turned into a human form, and the demon cultivator would be suppressed by a part of his strength, and now Long Jiu, who was competing in a humanoid state, was at least thirty percent worse in strength than when he showed his body.

Jiaolong's claws and Bai Yike couldn't break their wrists, and Long Jiu, who seemed to have a chance for Kowloon City, had already fallen into other people's calculations.

The shouts in the hall came and went, and all kinds of strange screams were higher and higher.

For the sea clan who has a natural advantage in strength, they like this simple power game the most, those seventh-level demon cultivators can be more stable, and almost all the sixth-level demon cultivators surrounded them, cheering for the two.

There was a muffled sound, and the two big hands were held together, so the hall was completely drowned out by countless shouts in an instant.

"The fourth master will win, overthrow them Kowloon City!"

"Ninth Master hold on, Jiaolong can't lose!"

"Break his arm!"

"Pinch his hands!"

"Pick out his eyes!"

"Do you still pick your eyes when you break your wrists, fuck you!"

"Dare to kick me, Lao Tzu will bite you to death!"

"Ping Pong!"

The two of them have just started to compete, and the demon cultivators on the periphery have directly fought, and the huge palace is more lively than the tavern in the mortal world at this time.

Click!

Bang!

With the futile force of the two of them, the sturdy stone table shattered in an instant, and a swirl of air could be seen between the palms of the two of them. This kind of strength competition has already surpassed the strength of the sixth-level demon cultivator, and there are even loud cheers around it.

A close match!

In the shouts of countless sea clans, Bai Yi and Long Jiu did not change their faces, they had just clashed, and the two had not yet used all their strength.

As the muscles on Long Jiu's arms became more and more bulging. Bai Yi's arm began to faintly show signs of sinking, and when he found this, Long Jiu's heart was suddenly overjoyed, and his big face gradually became hideous.

The sixth-layer Heaven Falling Gong has been fully operated by Bai Yi, and his body at this time can easily resist the bombardment of high-level magic weapons, on the other hand, if the Heaven Falling Gong is operated to the extreme, Bai Yi's shot will also be equivalent to the power of high-level magic weapons, but. This kind of strength is not enough to match a seventh-level dragon, even if it is a humanoid dragon.

Jiaolong, who is already known for his strength, although it is far away from the real dragon, but also has the blood of the dragon clan, at this time, Long Jiu has made a desperate bet, forcing all the qi and blood in his body to one arm, and the previous shame depends on whether he can get it back in this time.

When Bai Yi's arm was pressed down little by little by the other party's huge force, the noisy hall began to gradually quiet down.

Long Yi, who always stood behind Long Jiu. At this time, their eyes lit up, and Pan Jing and Zhang Bazhi frowned. The situation that was finally fought before seemed to the two of them to be almost lost.

Just as Bai Yi's wrist was about to be pressed to the end by Long Jiu, a trace of blood light flashed in Bai Yi's palm, and then spread to the entire right arm.

Dunjia Duel!

Drink!

A crisp shout sounded in the main hall, and Bai Yi, whose entire arm was covered with blood, suddenly exerted his strength, and the first layer of Dunjia was instantly urged. Long Jiu only felt as if his one hand had been smashed by a giant peak, and he didn't have time to react at all, and was directly pressed down by the other party.

"Won! Fourth Master won!"

"The fourth master is so powerful!"

"The fourth master of the North Sea, powerful in all directions!"

"Long Jiu, it's time to pull the car, I'll prepare the car!"

"Jiaolong car. Fourth Master, we also want to sit down!"

After being turned over by Bai Yi in one fell swoop, Long Jiu's face darkened, and he looked at his hands in a daze, unable to say a word.

Fighting, can't beat others, and losing more than strength, even if Long Jiu has the most short temper among the nine dragons, he has no temper at this time, and if he wants to make excuses, it will be a trick.

Jiaolong was not going to cheat, Long Jiu stomped his feet fiercely, and once again appeared the demon body of the body, shouting: "Bring the car!"

Willing to gamble and lose, most of the sea tribes do.

Jiaolong pulls the car, and it is also a seventh-level Jiaolong, this kind of vision has not been seen by few people in Beihai.

Bai Yi didn't really want the other party to pull the car, so that Long Jiu could be convinced, so that he could really put away these unruly dragons, he smiled and said: "The fourth brother's body is quite hard, not to the point of traveling by car, Lao Jiu, sit down and drink a bar." ”

After that, Bai Yi waved his hand and ordered the banquet to be held again, and when those demon cultivators were watching just now, the seats and food were knocked over to the ground.

It is not uncommon for anyone to use the means of slapping a sweet date, but Bai Yi kicked someone this time, and turned around to call himself the fourth brother, which is a little weird, but in the eyes of the Sea Clan, being beaten is nothing at all, people call themselves the fourth brother, which obviously gives Long Jiu a big face, and invisibly, the relationship between the Three Holy Palace and Kowloon City is completely pulled in.

Long Jiu, who showed the demon body, was stunned for a moment, Long Yi reacted, and hurriedly said: "Lao Jiu, you haven't returned to the human body, the fourth master has a lot, how can I use you to pull the car, from today onwards, you will have two fourth brothers!"

Long Jiu's original fourth brother was Long Si, Long Yi said this, proving that Bai Yi also became Long Jiu's second fourth brother, Long Yi said this, it also indicates that Kowloon City is completely tied to the Three Holy Palace, this situation is a few points better than subduing Kowloon City, at least the Kowloon City side will not have any dissatisfaction and hatred towards the Three Holy Palace.

Can make the other party willingly use it for me, this is the real power of the heart attack, and now Bai Yi has successfully collected Kowloon City on top of this sea clan feast with strong strength and domineering means, coupled with deep scheming!

After a short time, the wine banquet started anew, and the remnants in the main hall were also cleaned up, after this change, the fear of the sea tribes of all walks of life for the Three Holy Palace has become extremely deep, and some of the sea tribes who have already secretly attached to Kowloon City have even begun to take the Three Holy Palace as their head and frequently toast to Bai Yi.

The powerful Sea Clan, such as the Snake and the Ghost Tooth, has long given up fighting for the position of the commander of the Sea Clan's army after seeing Bai Yi's arrogance with their own eyes, and even Kowloon City has been cleaned up to such a point, who will fight with the Three Holy Palaces.

The intestinal boy had already made himself a military advisor, and he didn't have any ideas about the leader of the army, but at this time he was the most comfortable one, and he deliberately moved his table next to Bai Yi, shaking the folding fan and talking eloquently, which was clearly a posture of giving advice.

Compared with the incumbent son's knowledge of current affairs, Pang Wu on the other side always had a gloomy face, and there was a faint hatred in his eyes that was difficult to hide when he looked at Bai Yi. (To be continued.) )