Chapter 2109 Gambling

"Fang Yue, listen to my explanation, that's not the case! This time the Human League was indeed considering the overall situation and was forced to make such a decision. This time it's not just you, Little Thunder King, Lie Yanyang and seven or eight other human beings. The geniuses have been used as bait to attract the firepower of the Black Demon Clan, and even the people in front of us are just pawns thrown out by the Human Alliance!"

The mosquito Taoist explained hurriedly.

Fang Yue already felt discouraged and a little too lazy to listen!

"From now on, I am me, and the People's League is the People's League! The People's League and I only have a cooperative relationship. If the People's League randomly uses me as bait next time, I won't mind losing my identity as a member of the People's League! This is too Yuangu City, I only fight for myself! If the Human League wants me to take action, it must pay a corresponding price!"

Fang Yue's tone was cold, he turned and left, no longer talking to Taoist Mosquito.

Then, Fang Yue stepped onto a ring and said, "Xia Bingyu, seventh level of the human race leader realm, is there anyone who dares to fight me?"

Fang Yue's voice was firm and he looked in all directions.

"Leader Realm? What kind of bet are you willing to put up to fight with me?"

A leader of the Wind Clan, a genius at the peak level, chuckled: "If you can't make a bet that's comparable to the saint-level magic weapon, don't embarrass yourself here!"

"Three magic weapons at the saint level! I want to bet on the corresponding basic resources!"

Fang Yue threw out three saint-level swords like throwing rags, and all three swords exuded the power of saints.

"Okay! The leader of the eighth level Chenxiao will fight!"

Chen Xiao from the Wind Clan walked out and threw a storage bag on the ground, which contained basic resources corresponding to three saint-level magic weapons. Even according to the rules of the gambling battle, the number of resources was greater than that corresponding to three saint-level magic tools. Resources should be increased by 10%!

WindClan and Terran are also at odds with each other.

Although they are both members of the Five Tribes Alliance, the Wind Tribe and the Human Tribe are already at odds with each other!

"Take action! Human race, I'll give you three moves!"

Chen Xiao was quite proud. He was one of the few geniuses among his peers in the Feng Clan. He had killed more than one saint with his cultivation at the leader level.

As for Xia Bingyu, he didn't even know that he was a guy who came out of any corner of the human race. He could kill him casually without spending too much effort.

However, killing people also requires killing one’s heart!

This time they, the Wind Clan, want to kill the human race’s spirit and kill all the human race’s geniuses.

It is best to kill the human race for a generation, so that it will be much easier to deal with the human race in the future.

Therefore, this Chenxiao asked Fang Yue to use three moves to let this man know how big the gap was between his peers from the Human Race and the Wind Race.

"good!"

Fang Yue didn't refute, he raised his hand and struck out with a sword.

The sword light slashed, and Chen Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank. He wanted to resist, but his whole body was stiff and unable to move for a while.

"No!"

Chen Xiao yelled, and he could only watch helplessly as the sword light slashed down.

The sword falls!

Chenxiao fell!

A prodigy of the Wind Clan who was able to fight against a saint at the leader level was split from the center of his eyebrows and his body was cut in half!

"Where are the three moves we agreed on? Why did he die in just one move!"

Fang Yue said a little lonely.

"I haven't finished warming up yet!"

The strong man of the Wind Clan paid attention to this, and was almost angered to death by Fang Yue when he heard what he said.

How could this human race go so far and behave so well even though they got an advantage?

Not only did he kill one of their Wind Clan's geniuses with a sword, he actually said such sarcastic words.

Fang Yueshi Shiran took away the storage bag on the stage and his own magic weapon bet.

"Xia Bingyu, walk slowly!"

A shout came.

The person who came turned out to be a young man from the Wind Clan who was at the peak of the leader level.

"I, Yuwen Tianfeng, want to have a bet with you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"Dare! What dare you not! I dare to accept any challenge within the leader level!"

Fang Yue sneered, and with a bang, he threw five long swords, which were saint-level instruments, onto the ring.

"Do you dare to bet on the basic resources corresponding to the five-handled saint-level magic weapon?"

"Okay! Let me gather some resources and I'll come back later!"

Although Yuwen Tianfeng is the genius of the Wind Clan, it is obviously difficult for him to come up with so many basic resources in one go.

So Yuwen Tianfeng returned to the clan and asked the clan to hand over the bet for him.

"Yuwen Tianfeng! Ranked 127th on the leader list of the Wind Clan, this is a real treasure of the Wind Clan! If you kill him, I guess the Wind Clan will be distressed for several days this time!"

While Yuwen Tianfeng was preparing resources, Fang Qing walked over with a smile and said to Fang Yue.

"If I kill Yuwen Tianfeng, will the Wind Clan hunt me down? Why not leave this Yuwen Tianfeng with a small life and let the Wind Clan redeem his life? In this case, I can also get an extra sum of money. At the same time, this Wind Clan won’t hate me to the core because of this!”

Fang Yue sneered, he had no intention of killing anyone.

This time, he only wanted money, not life.

What does the strength of the Wind Clan have to do with him? The Human League had abandoned him more than once before for the sake of the overall situation, which had already made Fang Yue's heart feel cold.

From then on, he lived only for himself.

He will kill anyone who messes with him!

As for the others, those who have no grudges or grudges, just don’t kill them!

Fang Yue's attitude made Fang Qing sigh softly.

Sure enough!

The People's League's calculation has begun to have side effects!

Just now, news came from the Thunder King's Mansion that the little Thunder King had just broken through and was unwilling to fight in person.

The human race has already lost an elite fighter at the level of the virtual fairyland, and now Fang Yue has this attitude. It is really hard to say who he is fighting for in this bet!

Maybe Fang Yue's real idea is to get some benefits and leave.

If so, it would be difficult to expect Fang Yue to make contributions for the human race at the level of the leader.

"Xia Bingyu, come and die!"

Yuwen Tianfeng raised enough resources and shouted loudly!

"Come, come!"

Fang Yue came late!

"If you want to die, you are not so anxious! Do you really think that the ranking of the Wind Clan can be extended to the ten thousand clans!"

Fang Yue sneered.

Yuwen Tianfeng's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Boy, if you talk nonsense again, I will pull out your tongue."

Yuwen Tianfeng shouted angrily, and with a clang, he drew his sword.

A flash of cold light, shining nine states!

Yuwen Tianfeng is indeed the pride of the Wind Clan. At least his sword skills have reached the peak of the master level, and he is only half a step away from the Grandmaster!

The sword breaks through the void.

The cold murderous intent pierced Fang Yue's body in an instant.

The sword fell, and a bunch of sword flowers appeared!

That moment was extremely beautiful, and it was a strange charm blooming between life and death.

"Swordsmanship? I can do it too!"

Fang Yue put his fingers together like a sword, and gently waved it. A sword energy broke through the air and cut all of Yuwen Tianfeng's sword flowers in half.

The sword flowers withered and turned into spring mud.

Yuwen Tianfeng's moves were nothing more than pediatrics in Fang Yue's eyes!

The practitioners in the underworld have a problem. They pay too much attention to the improvement of their realm and ignore the training of combat skills!

For example, in terms of sword moves and knife skills, the practitioners of the Ten Thousand Worlds Universe are much stronger than those in the underworld at the same realm.

Yuwen Tianfeng's sword moves were broken, and his expression showed a slight trance!

This sword move has always been his most proud place!

He relied on these sword moves in his hands to defeat the strong with the weak and to defeat the saints.

Now, the sword moves were broken!

Yuwen Tianfeng felt that his pride was torn apart!

If his sword moves were suppressed by others with strength and realm, he would feel better, but his sword moves were broken by people of the same realm.

Yuwen Tianfeng understood that if the opponent could break his sword moves, it should be easy to kill him.

"I admit defeat!"

Yuwen Tianfeng withdrew decisively.

He is a genius of the Wind Clan. The level of the leader realm is just the stage of accumulating power, and it is far from the point where they fight to the death for the clan.

If you lose, just admit defeat. There is nothing shameful as long as you can save your life!

It is the loss of the clan when people die.

"In a life-and-death battle, there is no such thing as giving up! I can let your tribe pay the ransom for the person! I am not greedy! Give me the basic resources equivalent to three sage-level magic tools, and I will let Yuwen Tianfeng leave!"

The price offered by Fang Yue is indeed too high.

A virtual immortal from the Wind Clan rolled his eyes and attacked slightly. This deal is worth it!

"Okay!"

The virtual immortal from the Wind Clan threw out another storage bag, which contained the basic resources equivalent to three virtual immortal-level magic tools.

Fang Yue picked up the storage bag, weighed it slightly, and then smiled: "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to visit next time!"

Fang Yue's words were a great insult to the Wind Clan.

However, the virtual immortal from the Wind Clan seemed to have not heard a word and did not react at all.

If you are not as good as others, then just give in.

Among the people sent by their Wind Clan this time, the level of the leader realm is relatively weak.

Yuwen Tianfeng is already the strongest existence in the level of the leader. He has been defeated. No one in the level of the leader can be Xia Bingyu's opponent!

The Feng clan stopped talking, and Fang Yue also understood what they meant.

At this time, Fang Yue also stopped and walked off the stage.

Just now, he targeted the Feng clan to vent his anger and get angry.

As for basic resources, Fang Yue actually has them.

The little things he won are better than nothing for Fang Yue!

Now that hundreds of clans are paying attention, if they continue to win at this time, it is easy for people to bear grudges and secretly attack them.

He is not fighting for the human race, so there is no need to fight so hard.

Stopping when you are ahead is the real kingly way.

Yuwen Tianfeng walked off the stage, and did not bear grudges against Fang Yue. Instead, he bowed slightly to Fang Yue, indicating that he accepted Fang Yue's favor.

Fang Yue was right. In the life and death arena, there is only life and death, no winning or losing.

If Fang Yue really insisted on killing him, it would be useless even if he admitted defeat.

"Who is this little guy from the human race? He's so powerful! He can even beat Yu Wen Tianfeng at the level of the leader. If he is willing to fight for the tribe, at least the human race will not suffer at the level of the leader!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a majestic figure walked to Fang Qing's side and inquired about Fang Yue's identity.

There seems to be no such person among the younger generation of the human race.

There are many practitioners in the leader realm of the human race, and they can even be described as countless, but there are not many who are so outstanding.

"Fang Yue is pretending! Who else do you think he is? But you old guys are calculating people every day. This time, Fang Yue is tired of calculating. He said that this time he will only fight for himself, not for the tribe!"

Fang Qing sneered: "Don't think that Fang Yue's gambling fight this time is all about the basic resources of various races, but I'm afraid these basic resources are not for the human race! If you want to take these resources from Fang Yue, you may have to pay a price!"

As soon as Fang Qing said this, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

If it was Fang Yue, it would really be troublesome!

They might not be able to ask Fang Yue to take action this time. Before using Fang Yue last time, Taoist Mosquito had warned them.