Chapter 443

Looking at the appearance of the Blood Dragon Horse, the two elders' beards were crooked.

The most essence of the crescent meat of the snow dragon fish is fine if it is trapped by Lin Yun. At present, most of the pot of snow dragon fish, even the meat and soup, have been swallowed by this blood dragon horse.

"Do you guys have to eat the pot?"

Looking at the blood dragon horse's appearance, looking at the empty iron pot, Lin Yun smiled helplessly.

Wow!

Lin Yun, who put the pot down, suddenly felt that his whole body was unbearable and his qi and blood were churning. The injuries in his body recovered wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The early stage of Xuanwu's tenth level actually completely stabilized in a short period of time.

But it was so hot that it was so hot that his body seemed to be burning. When he saw the wine jar on the ground, his eyes lit up.

"stop!"

The fat old man's face changed drastically and he quickly shouted and stopped.

But Lin Yun didn't care about so much. He picked it up and poured it into his throat on the spot, and a coolness soaked in the cold swept across his body.

I felt refreshed all over and couldn't help but look overjoyed.

Putting down the empty wine jar, his originally pale face was rosy, and he felt refreshed and refreshed.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Lin Yun smiled and said, "Thirteenth Master, what kind of wine is this? Let's have another jar of wine."

Thirteenth Master touched his beard and smiled, "Come another jar? Didn't you see that an old guy is about to vomit blood? Hahaha."

Lin Yun's face changed slightly. When he looked carefully, he saw that the fat old man's face had completely turned black.

"Bring it!"

The fat old man snatched the wine jar without hesitation, and saw that the empty wine jar was not left.

"People, I'm sorry, I'll give you ten oaths next time I have the chance."

Lin Yun, who felt something was wrong, smiled embarrassedly.

"I took ten years to brew a jar of cold pond fragrance dew. What are you going to pay for?"

The fat old man was so angry that he said indignantly.

"Enough, it's just a jar of broken wine, what's the point? Kobayashi, you'll try it now."

The Thirteenth Master scolded and said to Lin Yun with a smile on his face.

A punch?

Lin Yun was a little stunned, then his five fingers clenched, and his true energy suddenly boiled, and he punched out of thin air.

Bang!

A shocking sound suddenly echoed in the forest of burial swords. Wherever the fist light arrived, a sword bamboo that had been completely broken into half was uprooted on the spot, and under the impact of the fist light, it shook into powder and disappeared with the wind.

"How is this possible in the middle stage of Xuanwu's tenth level?"

Lin Yun was shocked and was quite shocked at the power of the punch.

He had just been promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu, ate a piece of meat, and drank a jar of wine. His cultivation level was promoted to the late stage of Xuanwu, which felt like a dream, and it was really unbelievable.

"Haha, how is it impossible?"

The fat old man looked calm and snorted coldly: "The most essence of crescent meat on the snow dragon fish, the cold pond fragrance dew that I spent ten years of hard work, was eaten and drunk by you boy. What's the point? This is enough to be comparable to others, five years of hard practice."

"Don't think too much, just have a good sleep first. In the burial sword picture, you are afraid that you will die for a lifetime and will not have a moment of rest."

Thirteenth Master looked gentle and laughed softly.

"Sleep? What to sleep..."

Before Lin Yun finished speaking, he felt a sense of drunkenness coming, and slowly slowly fell down in dizziness.

The moonlight scattered, the night was already dark, and the stars in the night sky fell on the sleeping boy. The Thirteenth Master and the fat old man looked at the sleeping boy, and their expressions gradually softened.

After all, it's just a teenager.

"After the Longmen Competition, you and I are about to leave. If you can see this little guy at the top of the list before leaving, you will be really regretless."

The thirteenth master's weathered face showed a hopeful expression, and he seemed particularly relaxed at this moment.

"Do you think it's possible?"

The fat old man casually found a stone pier to sit down, looked at the boy, and asked softly.

"Who knows? At least, he is much better than you and me back then."

"Even if he barely won the first place, I'm afraid that some people might not stop. These guys even dare to kill Xinjue..."

Compared to Thirteenth Master, the fat old man's face was slightly solemn.

"Is that true? Then don't blame the old man for tearing his face off!"

Thirteenth Master's turbid eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light.

The next morning, Lin Yun, who woke up, returned to his peak energy and led the blood dragon horse to say goodbye to the two elders.

The battle between the Dragon Gate is about to begin today.

Before dawn, the four conveniences in Longmen Square had gathered, and countless warriors were seen.

In an inn called Xianyun Tower not far from here, there are also many figures gathered. In addition to the disciples of the sect, there are many casual cultivators joining in the fun.

In addition to being so popular, in addition to the fact that Xianyun Tower is indeed an excellent place for appearance games, another major reason is the betting point.

That’s right, the betting point of Wanbao Pavilion and other chambers of commerce jointly took over the banker was in this Xianyun Tower.

First, in the center of the hall on the first floor of Xianyun Tower, there is an extremely huge stone table. On the table, many bird and beast patterns are carved with exquisite carvings, and are decorated with rare treasures, which are very noble.

On the table, there are a group of battle quotas, which are the thirty-two players who fought against the other group of Longmen.

If you like someone, you can place bets on the spot.

In addition, there are bets predicted in the quarterfinals, top three, and top.

"The odds of the eldest prince Qin Yu are getting lower and lower. It seems that Wanbao Pavilion and other chambers of commerce are optimistic that he will defeat the Guanshan Master of Shence Camp."

"Yes, the odds of Guanshan Young Master in the quarterfinals were originally one to two, but after meeting Young Master Feiyu, it soared to one to four. Are you scary?... The odds at the top of the list were even higher, and they actually reached one to six."

Whenever, when Liushang abandons the competition, the biggest favorite of this year's Longmen Competition will always be the eldest prince Qin Yu.

Even if you meet the Guanshan Young Master, who is also one of the Eighth Dukes, the odds are still not rising and your popularity will always be so high.

But even so, some people still chose to vote for Mr. Guanshan. In their opinion, Mr. Guanshan is a demon leader trained by the Shen Ce Camp, may not be unable to fight with Qin Yu.

Besides, his odds are so high that once he wins, he will be the biggest upset.

The remaining Bai Lixuan fought against Zuo Yun, and the popularity of the young master Yanxin fights against Tang Yuan is also high, and the number of spiritual jade bets increased slowly.

As the Dragon Gate Competition was about to begin.

More and more people came to bet, and they all wanted to make a good bet at the last moment.

"The odds between Lin Yun and Young Master Ye were actually between 1 and 10. The homophonic meaning of ten is death. Do Wanbao Pavilion think Lin Yun will definitely die?"

"Haha, the odds are interesting too."

"Lin Yun performed well in the group battle, sweeping all the way, and the odds were reduced a lot. But unexpectedly, after meeting Mr. Ye, his odds actually skyrocketed again, which is amazing."

Looking at the stone table, the odds between Lin Yun and Young Master Ye were all talking about it.

Lin Yun was very much in the eyes of this year's Longmen Competition, and his performance did not disappoint everyone's expectations.

At the first stop, he killed Luo Yuhang with one sword, then swept all the way, defeating Tongyuan with Dragon and Tiger Box, and then counterattacked, defeating Wu Mohan, the dark horse of Hunyuan Sect, which was impressive.

pity……

Many people shook their heads and sighed, but unfortunately, they met Mr. Ye in a different group.

In addition to the odds of the other teams, the quarterfinals, the top three, and the top of the list, Lin Yun's odds are all terrible.

On the stone table, he and Mr. Guanshan were brothers and brothers in distress, and the odds were both extremely miserable. However, if Mr. Guanshan was here, he would feel a little relieved. After all, his odds were only nine times higher.

Lin Yun reached ten, and even the odds at the top of the list were even broken ten.

It is a big hit, and it is difficult not to pay attention.

At this moment, a figure squeezed away the crowd, came to the stone table, and took out hundreds of second-grade spiritual jades on the spot.

Wow!

Hundreds of second-grade spiritual jades, which was a huge sum of money, immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"All in!"

He pushed hard and piled all the second-grade spiritual jade on Lin Yun's identity card.

"Hey, brother, Lin Yun's odds are 1 to 10, and he will definitely lose. You are giving money to Wanbao Pavilion for nothing." Someone saw this scene and immediately laughed out loud and pointed out: "I advise you to put it on Mr. Ye Ye. Although the odds are small, you can win money at least."

"Hehe, I'll invest as much as I want."

Needless to say, this boy is naturally Lin Yun, and he made a small profit before betting.
To be continued...