Chapter 3207: Mad gambling

A punch is broken!
A common punch, directly to the opponents to collapse.
How did you do it?
Everyone is very clear.
But all people are confused.
Obviously, he saw him sticking out his fist, but they couldn’t understand why he bumped into his fist, and he couldn’t understand it. Just hit it and hit him.
Is there such an operation?
A referee stepped forward and saw that the warrior had fainted and went to the stage, shouting, "King Kong Zongsheng!"
The voice fell.
The King Kong Sergeant was originally seated in the seat. He heard the referee saying that the whole person had bounced off his seat. "Ha ha ha... I won!"
"I won!"
"Seeing no, my King Kong won."
"That is my disciple, hahaha..."
Excitement is the same as the Chinese New Year, for fear that others will not know that he won.
The people around him also showed a look of disdain.
This is the lowest level, what can you represent when you win? Nothing can be represented.
For the King Kong lord, he doesn’t care so much, yelling with enthusiasm, screaming and waving the tattered flag.
Longfei looked at the lords and elders who had a smile on their faces but had a very stiff expression. "Embarrassed, I won."
"I ask for a replay!"
"It is impossible at all!"
"Yes, he, he,"
"Absolutely a fake game."
"I also doubt that the cultivation of the realm of the heavens is likely to be a martial art of the peak of the sages? It is definitely a fake game!"
Several elders said.
Longfei does not care so much, said: "If you lose, you lose. If you lose, you must recognize it and give it money!"
"This is a fake game..."
Not waiting for the elder to finish, Longfei’s eyes sank,
Fire Kirin!

"Roar!"
Slamming.
The flames on the body became strong.
Longfei cold ice and ice road: "If you lose, you will not be polite, then the fire unicorn of Laozi will not be polite!"
"I hate people who can't afford to lose."
Everyone's face was blue and his face was hard to see.
They bet on the billion-year-old Meng Jing, this is the cultivation of resources, is their heart and soul.
Hu Tianhe’s face was also ugly, and his right hand turned over and took out a space ring.
This is 500 million!

"Hey!"
The space ring was lifted by a force and flew directly to Longfei.
When Longfei wanted to take it with his hand, the power was collected, and the space ring fell directly on the ground. Hu Tianhe showed a smile and said: "Sorry."
Longfei did not bend over to squat, and said directly: "Fire unicorn, rewarded to you!"
"Roar!"
The fire unicorn breathed a breath and directly lifted the space ring on the ground, and then swallowed it.
Hong Mengjing in the space ring rushed out, stopped for a few seconds, and the fire unicorn hit a full, "Oh..."
Hu Tianhe gave it, and the other elders did not dare to give it.
Hu Tianhe has no way.
The man was arranged by him, but... he was bombarded with a stroke, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
The sky on one side is also very gloomy.
Longfei grabbed a large space ring in his hand and watched the Western Kings laughed and said: "The money is so easy."
The Westland Monster looked at the space ring in the hands of Longfei, and smiled awkwardly. "Your luck, gambling will be lost sooner or later."
Longfei smiled and said: "I have never lost."
immediately.
Longfei threw the space ring to the fire unicorn, saying: "All rewarded to you, you also carefully check, if anyone dares to have a piece of Hong Mengjing directly rushed to eat him."
The fire unicorn swallowed and said: "Understand!"
The Western Regions Monarch glimpsed, saying: "There are at least 1.5 billion Hongmengjing, you give a war pet? You...this is too extravagant."
"You don't leave a bet?"
Long Feidao: "No way, follow me, I have to let him eat spicy and spicy, 1.5 billion is a slap, I will not take a look at 10 billion."
The demon statues behind the Western Kings are looking envious of the fire unicorn.
1.5 billion Hongmeng Jing, this is not a small amount.
Even if it is a first-class sect, it is not necessarily able to come up with so much money, but Longfei directly let a mount to swallow.
After the swallowing, the fire unicorn was a big one, and said: "The boss is a lot."
Long Fei asked: "Is there enough?"
Fire Qilin said: "On the billions of Hongmengjing, it will be half full."
Longfei’s eyes swept away and looked at the humanities of the top ten sects:
I heard no, my war pets only ate half full, would you like to continue to gamble?

Longfei's smug expression made other Zongmen people very unhappy.
A white-haired old man stood up and said: "Kid, don't be too arrogant."
Longfei shrugged and said: "Sorry, this young master is arrogant. If you can't bite me, just shut me up!"
The white-haired old man’s angry beard must be erected, and he wants to fight with Longfei, but... the fire unicorn roars at him.
Plus the demon on one side.
He can only give up and scream, "How do you want to gamble?"
Longfei glanced at the center of the venue and said: "The big man is still on the stage, and he bet he can win a few games."
The rules of the group.
The losers are directly eliminated, and the winners continue to accept challenges in the ring.
Until you lose, or win in the end!
The dragon flies in one place and everyone looks at it.
To be honest, they don't quite believe that they are looking away.
What is the realm of the big man is the realm of the heavens, and it is definitely a good thing to win the dog. Then it is definitely not so lucky.
The key is.
Longfei directly bet he won a few games!
One is luck, can you win a few games?
The white-haired old man sipped on the spot, "I can't win in one game. He will lose in the next game. I will take 300 million Hong Mengjing, and I will bring a slap in the face!"
"Kid, dare not gamble? The loser has a slap in the face."
Longfei smiled slightly and said: "The old man, do you want to gamble so big? You are old, and then give yourself a slap in the face, how bad it is, the old face really has no place to put it."
The white-haired old man is even more angry: "Do you know that I will lose? Do you dare to gamble?"
"received!"
Longfei directly accepted, "Is there anyone else?"
"How much is it!"
"What slaps, squats, hoes, screams, and everything, as long as you can think of it, I can pick it up."
The voice fell.
Many people in the top ten Zongmen stand up.
"One hundred million Hongmengjing, plus two slaps, I bet he lost in the second game!"
"Two hundred million Hongmengjing, plus a shout, boy, you are waiting to call me."
"Three hundred million..."
......
Various bets, and all kinds of things.
Zhou Yuan looked at Long Fei's busy, and his mouth was slightly ticked and sneered.
At this moment.
A blood armor warrior gently said in his ear: "The blood monk is in the destiny city!"
Zhou Yuan’s eyes flashed a fine man, "The good play is going to start!"