Cultivator In Martial God World

Two big black hu hu hands grabbed towards Yang Xuan, with a fierce force that could crack the golden stone.

These two are both human-level cultivation bases. If they are placed in an ordinary person, they can be considered good hands.

And the strength that Yang Xuan showed outside at this time is just the threshold of just entering the human level. Therefore, the two of them were very confident the moment they shot, and even appeared in their minds. The sight of Yang Xuan kneeling down and begging for mercy.

It's a pity that things went counterproductive. When the two's arms twisted and snapped back, what they immediately felt was not pain, but astonishment.

That kind of feeling, it’s like you were sure that you were definitely above ninety points, but after the paper was sent out, you found that you only got fifty-eight points, and you didn’t even reach the passing line.

After the astonishment, the pain comes up like a tide.

"Ah...ah..." The two opened their mouths and kept sucking cold air, holding their broken arms, sweating profusely.

There was a strange flash in the eyes of the fatty behind the desk, and suddenly said with a smile: "Good, good, really good, you guys go down first."

Unlucky for both arms to be broken Danny didn't even dare to put one, just where did he come from and where he went.

After they went out, fatty stood up, and the mountain-like body staggered to the front of Yang Xuan, indifferently said: "How do you call it?"

"Wolf away! "Yang Xuan replied.

"Wolf, noble!" Fatty shook his head and sighed: "It looks like you should also be a god sacrifice. You should know the agreement between Black Cloud Clan and Heavenly Wolf Race, why you have to violate Promise, intervene in our business?"

Promise?

Yang Xuan has slight doubts in his eyes.

He really didn't know what the agreement was.

But at this time, with the title of Heavenly Wolf aristocrat, I can't say that I don't know, so I just smiled indifferently, pretending to be profound.

Fatty doesn’t doubt that he has him, shook his head and said: “Heiyun Heavenly Wolf has always watched each other. Although it’s not the same root with different branches, but it’s like brother. Since you are surnamed wolf, I’m the face of me. You can’t help but sell it. Let’s take your 10 billion back. Besides, I’m giving away 10 billion. It’s a compliment for our dishonesty. What do you think?"

The attitude of Houhou Gong also aroused Yang Xuan's curiosity.

Generally speaking, according to the established script, at this time, shouldn't the fatty go out in person, or call other experts, and then let Yang Xuan slap her face one by one? But why just let two incompetent guys give it a try and change their attitude?

Is it just because his surname is wolf?

But this is a bit unreasonable.

In fact, Yang Xuan, who is not rich, doesn't care. What he cares about is the safety of Emperor Lingxiao, and the kind of power they use to change the body in the death fight.

"Well, Boss is atmospheric." Yang Xuan nodded, agreeing with the words of the fatty.

Fatty saw Yang Xuan agree, and a smile appeared on his face: "My name is Yunqing, and I yelled to call me Yunfatty. If you don't dislike it, everyone will make friends."

"Say it!" Yang Xuan said politely.

Yun Fatty took out a card from the safe behind the desk and handed it to Yang Xuan: "20 billion, Union Bank universal bearer card, you look at it."

Yang Xuan didn't watch it at all. After throwing it into the storage ring, he stood up and said goodbye: "Old Yun board, goodbye."

"I have time to play." Yun Fatty said with a smile.

After Yang Xuan Shi Shiran left, a tall and thin man walked out of another hidden door in the room.

"Why let him go?" The tall and thin asked fatty coldly.

Nevertheless, Fatty didn't immediately answer him. Instead, he made a silent gesture and then made a listening gesture.

After a while, he was slightly sighed, turning his head to say with a sneer: "I let him go? He let us go."

The tall and thin person was taken aback for a moment. : "How do you say?"

Fatty returned to the desk, poured himself a glass of water, and drank a few mouthfuls, then said: "You don’t want to think about it. How weird."

The thin and tall man showed the color of thinking, and he shook his head for a while to indicate that he didn't know.

"hmph, what is the level of the broken arm, and what is the level of the scorpion, you really don't know?"

The thin and tall man once again showed the color of thinking, his expression slightly moved.

"On a normal level, even if it is two severed arms, no, even if ten severed arms add up, it will not be the opponent of the scorpion, but why, he just won today. "" Fatty said.

The tall and thin person repeats: "Why?"

"Think about it again, why is there only one person from Langyao who is betting on a broken arm with nearly 40,000 people in the audience?"

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The tall and thin guy finally seemed to understand, and was shocked: "You mean... Langyao helped the broken arm? But the cage of deathmatch is big..."

At this point, his body suddenly shook violently, his eyes widened, and his face was shocked and incredible.

"Wow." Fatty patted thighs: "I think about it, and this is the only possibility."

The thin and tall fiercely took a few breaths, he still didn't believe it, and Asked: "Then why...why do you want to make people try, in case...?" When he thought of that possibility, he was full of fear.

"What kind of cultivation base are you and me?" asked the fatty.

"All are Sovereign." The thin tall man answered without thinking.

"When Langyao shot before, did you feel it?" Fatty sneered.

The tall and thin body shook again, and after a long while, he slowly nodded, and no more details.

After a while, he said: "If this is the case, why do you dare to bargain with him?"

"Since he has hidden his identity, he naturally doesn't want others to know it. Doing it is just telling him that we don't know anything."

...

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, who had long been far away.

It's really that you can't judge a person by appearance, the sea cannot be measured with a bushel.

A small Sovereign who can think of so much in a short period of time is indeed a talent.

But it doesn’t matter. Intrigue is not his strong point. The so-called single force subduing ten will, even if the identity is exposed, at worst it’s nothing but Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

Back to Sister Hua’s hotel, Saen Xuefei and the others had been waiting early. When they saw Yang Xuan came back, they sighed in relief and asked: "How is it, how is it?"

Yang Xuan knew what they were asking, nodded, and shook his head again.

"Aiya, you are so anxious to kill me." Thain couldn't help but exclaimed: "Has the bet cashed out?"

Yang Xuan said: "One-tenth cashed out ."

Thain broke his fingers and settled, cry out in surprise: "One tenth... ten billion, oh my shit, they really gave it to you?"

Sister Hua on the side has a strange light, and she can't help looking at Yang Xuan.

After a while, the matter was over.

Although it is more than 10 billion, it is also other people's money. Although everyone is jealous, they can't say anything. They just laughed and asked Yang Xuan to treat him.

This is naturally no problem, Yang Xuan agreed.

After nightfall, Thain, who lives in the same room with Yang Xuan, tossed and turned, unable to sleep, suddenly sat up and said to Yang Xuan: "I said, otherwise we should go back?"

Yang Xuan was taken aback by him and asked: "How to say?"

"I heard Xuefei say that the boss behind the underground arena is a certain emperor of Black Cloud Clan. We can't afford to offend such a character." Thain worriedly said.