I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao's expression was as usual, without the slightest disturbance, calmly looking at the middle-aged Li surnamed Li with sarcasm in his eyes, and Zhou Shanyue who was beside him with a gloomy smile at the moment.

Chen Fan's face was ugly. He knew that senior brother Li had a good relationship with Zhou Shanyue, so he had already disliked his place. He was just concerned that he had sword pills here, so he didn't do anything too extreme on weekdays.

But now that he grasped the fact that Meng Hao was by his side, he made things difficult for him in every possible way, with a vicious heart.

"If you want to fight, it's up to you and me to fight." Chen Fan said coldly.

"You and I are from the same clan, so naturally we don't need to compete. Li just wants to compete with this foreign sect disciple next to you. Brother Chen, you won't even stop this matter, right?" The middle-aged man surnamed Li said with a smile.

Chen Fan snorted coldly and pulled Meng Hao to leave. Meng Hao smiled slightly. The matter seemed interesting to him, but since Senior Brother Chen had kind intentions, he did not refuse. Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Shanyue, who was next to the middle-aged man surnamed Li, spoke in a sinister voice.

"It doesn't matter if you're afraid. Brother Li will limit his cultivation to the middle stage of foundation establishment, so it's fair. I really want to see the spells of monks from other sects. Brother Chen, this matter has nothing to do with you. He can't be behind you for the rest of his life." Zhou Shanyue said, most of the hundreds of Sword Sect disciples around him laughed.

They are cultivators of One Sword Sect, so naturally they won't be inclined to outsiders. It's just that many of them are looking at Chen Fan's face. Although they don't laugh at the moment, they all have the mentality of watching the excitement.

Chen Fan ignored them, and was about to pull Meng Hao away, when Meng Hao suddenly stopped, turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man surnamed Li and Zhou Shanyue, his face showed a look of anger that seemed to be driven into a hurry.

"There is no life or death in martial arts, so there must be bets!" The expression seemed to be that he couldn't hold back his face at the moment and wanted to be intimidated by these words.

All the sword sect monks around laughed when they heard the words. Even though their cultivation was not as good as Meng Hao's, they were disciples of the One Sword Sect and the number one sect in the Southern Region, so they were naturally a little proud.

Zhou Shanyue laughed, and the middle-aged Li next to him laughed even more.

"Okay, if you don't hide behind Junior Brother Chen and dare to come here to fight, it's okay to bet on you. Li has a sword here. It's worth tens of thousands of spirit stones. If you win, this sword is for you!" The middle-aged man surnamed Li raised a bag with his right hand while laughing, and immediately a blue long sword appeared in his hand. But also extraordinary.

"Little brother, you..." Chen Fan was about to speak, but Meng Hao's eyes turned red, he interrupted Chen Fan's words, staring at the middle-aged man surnamed Li.

"The sword of tens of thousands of spirit stones,

It's not enough for Meng to make a move. If you can come up with more things, I will fight with you! "Meng Hao said loudly, he is very used to these expressions and words now. After all, he did a lot of similar things when he was in Zhao Kingdom, and now there is a golden gun in the Qiankun bag that is useless...

Everyone laughed, and the middle-aged man surnamed Li looked at Meng Hao. The meaning of ridicule is getting stronger.

"Okay, if you can come up with something, if I lose, I will accompany you at the same price." During the words of the middle-aged man surnamed Li, Zhou Shanyue beside him also laughed.

"Forget it, if you can take it out, if you win, not only Senior Brother Li will accompany you for an equal share, but Zhou will also accompany you for another share." Zhou Shanyue looked at Chen Fan provocatively with murderous intent flashing deep in his eyes.

"It's true!" Meng Hao seemed to take a breath, his eyes showed some dodge, but it still gave people the feeling that he was holding his mouth.

"This place is a sword sect, we can't be false when we say something!" Zhou Shanyue said proudly.

Chen Fan grabbed Meng Hao's arm and was about to speak.

Meng Hao's body trembled for a while, and he turned around and said to Chen Fan word by word.

"Senior brother Chen, borrow your sword pill!"

Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao, and after a few breaths of silence, he suddenly raised his right hand, and immediately in his palm, the small black sword appeared, which was the sword pill that could release the power of forming alchemy!

This sword pill is extremely important to Chen Fan. If he loses it, his position in the sect will be lost immediately, and the consequences will be even more serious. But even so, he just kept silent for a few breaths, then immediately took it out and put it in Meng Hao's hands.

At this moment, with the sword pill in hand, Meng Hao looked deeply at Chen Fan with the feeling of brotherhood. The warmth in his heart occupied everything and turned into a lifetime memory, which he would never forget.

"Junior Brother, if you want to gamble with them, you can rest assured. It doesn't matter if you lose. It's no big deal. If you win, I want to see what they will give you!" Chen Fan said suddenly, his eyes showing encouragement.

Although he was not optimistic about Meng Hao, he still spoke like this at this moment. At this moment, the surroundings became quiet for an instant, and all eyes were focused on the black sword pill in Meng Hao's hand.

"That's the sword pill from Master Zhou's alchemy!!"

"The symbol of the Seven Sons of One Sword, Brother Chen actually took out this thing as a bet for this stranger..."

"The stakes are too high!"

After a short period of silence, there was an uproar immediately. The disciples all around had bright eyes, and many of them immediately took out the sound transmission jade slips and informed the fellow sects in other areas that there was a gamble here!

"This is my bet, and you have to take it out too. If you can't afford it, then don't fight!" Meng Haoguo broke his mouth, his eyes showing a willingness to fight, but it was obvious that he was pretending to be calm and trying to scare others away.

Zhou Shanyue's body shook, staring fixedly at the black sword pill in Meng Hao's hand, his breathing became rapid, and the middle-aged man surnamed Li next to him did the same. The two looked at each other, and they both saw the ecstasy and passion in each other's eyes, which was even more shocking.

They also didn't expect that Chen Fan could take out this sword pill as a bet for his junior brother.

"If you can't get it out, it's not that Meng doesn't want to gamble!" Meng Hao said again, and he was about to return the sword pill to Senior Brother Chen. Seeing Meng Hao like this, how could Zhou Shanyue agree to it? At this moment, he suddenly raised his right hand and tore off his clothes, directly taking out a jade pendant hanging around his neck.

"This thing is the fate jade that my father refined himself. It is condensed with the blood of his cultivation base. Although it is not lethal, it can resist the blow of the Nascent Soul!

If you win, this thing belongs to you, and I will give you the blood of my cultivation for you to melt this thing. What Zhou said will never be broken! "Zhou Shanyue's voice was decisive, and the words spread all around. Even Chen Fan took a deep breath and looked at the fate jade. He knew that this jade was the object of his master's protection of his children. If the wheel value, it actually surpassed his own sword pill.

Meng Hao was obviously stunned for a moment, and his breathing seemed to be rapid. Zhou Shanyue immediately sneered and his eyes flashed coldly.

"One is not enough, as you said just now, you both have to share!" Meng Hao's voice was a bit reluctant.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li laughed when he heard the words. When he looked at Meng Hao coldly, he took another look at Chen Fan, who was looking gloomy and even pale at the moment.

"Li doesn't have such treasures as Junior Brother Zhou, but he still has some savings. Fellow clansmen, can you lend Li some spirit stones? Li will return them after he uses them. He won't use them in vain. It will be one out of a hundred. Thank you very much." The middle-aged man surnamed Li smiled and bowed to hundreds of people around.

"This matter is easy to talk about. Brother Li speaks up, and we will naturally help."

"Haha, I don't have many spirit stones here. After accumulating for many years, I finally have a few thousand. If Brother Li wants to borrow them, he will naturally give them."

"Brother Li, don't worry, we will help each other in this matter!" Hundreds of people around laughed, and immediately took out the spirit stones one by one.

"These spirit stones can't be compared with the treasures of Junior Brother Zhou, that's all. Li doesn't take advantage of you. I have some magic treasures in this storage bag, which can also be counted as more than 100,000 spirit stones. Together, it's almost half a million!" The middle-aged man surnamed Li flicked his sleeves, and his body suddenly flew up, turning into a long rainbow and heading straight for the arena. Amidst the voices of the people around him, he stood in the arena with a proud figure, looking at Meng Hao from a distance.

Chen Fan smiled wryly, looked at Meng Hao, took a deep breath, and when he was about to explain something, Meng Hao had already put the sword ball aside, and flew out instantly, heading straight to the fighting field.

There is no one to stop this battle.

As Meng Hao stepped into the arena, all the Yijianzong monks around him looked at him one after another, only to see that the middle-aged man surnamed Li raised his right hand and pressed it on the center of his brow, and his cultivation was suppressed from the late stage of foundation establishment in an instant, and turned into the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment with six platforms.

"Don't say that Li is bullying you. I said that I will use the power of the middle stage of foundation establishment to deal with you, and I will never use the later stage of cultivation to suppress you." The middle-aged man surnamed Li raised his chin and spoke calmly.

"Actually, you don't need to be like this." Standing in the arena, Meng Hao's expression was completely different from before. He no longer had the slightest intention of being fake, but smiled. There was happiness in that smile, and even a hint of shyness.

People here don't know about this shyness, but if there are people from the Purple Fortune Sect who have dealt with Meng Hao, they will definitely feel their scalps go numb at a glance, and at the same time they will be extremely angry when they see it as a nightmare.

"Because you will untie it yourself in a while..." Meng Hao said shyly, like a scholar on the Daqing Mountain, he seemed a little embarrassed, as soon as the words came out, his body suddenly took a step forward.

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