One punch of slay!

An ordinary punch had knocked the opponent off the stage.

How did he do it?

Everyone could see very clearly.

But everyone was puzzled.

They had clearly seen him raise his fist, but they didn't understand why he would b.u.mp into his fist. They were even more confused.

Was there such an operation?

One of the judges walked forward, seeing that the warrior had fainted, he walked up the stage and shouted, "Victory King Kong Sect!"

As soon as he finished.

Master of King Kong Sect was originally paralyzed on his seat, but after hearing the referee's words, his entire body bounced up from his seat. I won! "

"I won!"

"Did you see that, my King Kong Sect has won."

"That's my disciple, hahaha …"

Excited, just like a child celebrating the new year, afraid that others would not know that he had won.

The surrounding people also revealed a look of disdain.

This was a match at the lowest level, so what could winning possibly mean? It didn't mean anything.

With regards to the Master of King Kong Sect, he did not care about it at all. He continued to shout, roar, and wave the tattered sect banner as he went crazy.

Long Fei looked at the sect masters and elders, whose faces were still hung with smiles but had very stiff expressions, and said, "My apologies everyone, I have won."

"I want to request a rematch!"

"Impossible!"

"That's right, him, him …"

"It's definitely a fake compet.i.tion."

"I also suspect, how could someone with the cultivation of the G.o.d's elephant state be able to send a peak Supreme Realm martial artist flying with a single punch? This is definitely a fake compet.i.tion! "

Several elders said fiercely.

However, Long Fei did not care at all, and said: "A loss is a loss, if you lose you have to admit that you lost, and you have to pay!"

"This is a fake match..."

Without waiting for the elder to finish speaking, Long Fei's eyes darkened, "Fire Unicorn!"

"Roar!"

A fierce roar.

The flames on his body flared up.

Long Fei said coldly: "If you don't admit your loss, then your father's Fire Unicorn will not be courteous!"

"I hate people like you who can't afford to lose the most."

Everyone's faces were ashen, their expressions ugly.

They had bet billions of grandmist crystals. This was a cultivation resource, and was the flesh and blood in their hearts.

Hu Tianhe's expression was also ugly. With a flip of his right hand, he took out a s.p.a.ce Ring and said: "This is five hundred million!"

"Shua!"

The s.p.a.ce Ring was lifted up by a strand of energy and flew directly in front of Long Fei.

When Long Fei wanted to use his hands to grab it, he withdrew his strength and faintly pulled the s.p.a.ce Ring along as it directly fell to the ground. Hu Tianhe revealed a hint of a smile, and said: "Sorry."

Long Fei did not bend down to pick them up, and directly said: "Fire Unicorn, I'll reward you!"

"Roar!"

The aura on the Fire Unicorn moved, and directly lifted up the s.p.a.ce Ring on the ground, then swallowed it whole.

Amongst the s.p.a.ce Ring, the grandmist crystal crazily gushed out. It stopped for a few seconds, and then the Fire Unicorn burped, "Err …"

If Hu Tianhe gave it to them, the other elders would not dare to not give it to him.

Hu Tianhe had no other choice.

He was the one who arranged the team, but … To be sent flying with a single move, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

At the side, Tian Jue's face was also incomparably gloomy.

Long Fei looked at the brute devil of western regions and laughed, "Money comes so easily."

brute devil of western regions looked at the s.p.a.ce Ring in Long Fei's hands and laughed awkwardly. "I was just lucky, I would have lost sooner or later."

Long Fei laughed: "I have never lost."

And then …

Long Fei threw the s.p.a.ce Ring to the Fire Unicorn and said: "I'll reward you with everything. You should also carefully investigate;

The Fire Unicorn swallowed it whole and said: "Understood!"

brute devil of western regions was surprised for a moment, and said: "You gave at least 1.5 billion grandmist crystals there to a war pet? You. "This is too extravagant."

"You don't want to leave any bets?"

Long Fei said: "There's no other way, follow me, I will make him eat and drink, even if it's worth 1.5 billion, I won't take another look at the 10 billion."

The Demon Elders behind brute devil of western regions all looked at the Fire Unicorn with envy.

1.5 billion grandmist crystals was not a small number.

Even a first-rate sect would not be able to provide that much money, but Long Fei was immediately swallowed by a mount.

After swallowing it, the Fire Unicorn let out a long burp and said: "Boss, there are quite a few of them."

Long Fei asked: Are you full yet?

The Fire Unicorn said: "With just a few billion grandmist crystals, I should be half full."

Long Fei's gaze swept across them, then said while looking at the ten sects: "Did you hear that, my war pet is only half full, do you want to continue gambling?"

Long Fei's complacent expression made the other sects very unhappy.

A white-haired old man stood up and shouted, "Kid, don't be too arrogant."

Long Fei shrugged his shoulders, and said: "Sorry, I'm being arrogant, if you can't bite me, then shut up!"

The white-haired old man was so angry that his beard almost stood up. He wanted to fight with Long Fei, but … The Fire Unicorn glared at him.

In addition, there was the Demon Lord at the side.

He could only give up and viciously say, "What do you want to bet?"

Long Fei took a glance at the center of the arena and said: "That big guy is still there, then let's bet on how many more matches he can win."

Rules of the gathering of heroes.

The losers would be eliminated, and the losers would continue to accept their challenges in the arena.

All the way until he lost, or even until he won!

Once Long Fei said that, everyone's eyes turned cold.

To be honest, they couldn't quite believe that they had made a mistake.

The big bloke's cultivation level was all at G.o.d's elephant state, he was definitely lucky to have won just now.

The key was …

Long Fei bet on him winning a few rounds!

One match was luck. How many more matches could he win?

The white-haired old man shouted out on the spot, "If he can't even win one match, he will absolutely lose the next. I bet 300 million grandmist crystals, and I'll also slap myself in the face!"

"Kid, do you dare to bet? The loser will slap himself. "

Long Fei smiled slightly and said: "Old man, do you want to bet so much? At your age, if you were to give yourself a slap, that would be terrible. There really is no place for you to put your old face. "

The white haired old man was even more angry: "You knew I would lose? Do you dare to take a gamble? "

"Roger that!"

Long Fei immediately accepted, "Is there anyone else?"

"I'll take it!"

"Receive all kinds of slaps, kowtows, kowtows, whatever you want. As long as you can think of it, I will accept it."

As soon as he finished.

Many people from ten sects stood up.

"100 million grandmist crystals and two slaps. I bet that he will lose the second match!"

"200 million grandmist crystals and also calling me father. Boy, just you wait to call me father."

"Three hundred million …"

… ….

All kinds of bets, and all kinds of things.

The corners of Zhou Yuan's mouth slightly hooked up as he sneered when he saw how busy Long Fei was.

At this time.

A blood armor warrior whispered in his ear, "The blood monk Sect Master has arrived in destiny city!" Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed with a light, "The good show is about to begin!"