Zuolu Tianwang, who thought about this matter upside down for several times, only felt waves of depression in his stomach.

I am really unlucky in this life!

I've met this bastard and I still can't get rid of him.

Damn it, this is the wrong incense stick that our ancestors have bought for generations.

I have always been cheated on since I was little. When I was little, he was the one who got into trouble and I got beaten. When I grew up, every time he got into trouble, I was the one who took the blame.

And sometimes I don’t even know what’s going on, but a big black scapegoat is placed on my head.

Every time after the master beats himself, he hears that he is taking the blame again, so he beats him again: It was your mistake to hit you last time. You won’t remember this one for a long time!

But who did I provoke?

The scapegoats I have shouldered in this life are truly countless...

Zuolu Tianwang felt sad when he thought about his own life.

Junior brother, you should grow up quickly. When you grow up, it will be up to you to deal with You Dongtian. You will partner with You Dongtian. You will be the king of the left wing.

I am exhausted both physically and mentally, and there is nothing I can do...

I never want to deal with him again in my life!

In the audience, the bet was quickly negotiated, and the oath was fulfilled in accordance with the law of heaven.

Liehuo and others sat back and immediately sent a message to the Great Witch Bingming: "Brother, you must not lose. We just made a big deal..."

The great wizard Bingming on the stage was completely confused.

I made a bet on stage, and you actually made a bet off stage as well. Are you just joining in the fun like this?!

wipe……

Why do I feel like a monkey being played?

I'm jumping up and down on the stage, and you guys are making bets down there...

Grandma...

Fortunately, I managed to get the chance to fight back, but the result was like this...

On and off stage, the bet has been established.

Zuo Xiaoduo slowly backed away, fighting spirit rising in his eyes like never before.

Do I know that the guy opposite is actually a hidden boss?

Do you really think I’m stupid?!

However, if you suppress your own cultivation strength to the level of Danyuan Realm to fight me, even if you are a big boss, you can never hope to win me!

If it doesn't work, I'll use my trump card!

Originally, Zuo Xiaoduo had no intention of using his trump card. If he couldn't beat him, it would be no shame to admit defeat.

Besides, I, Zuo Xiaoduo, am not afraid of embarrassment.

But after knowing this ice soul, Zuo Xiaoduo made an instant decision.

I must win this ice soul essence!

Must win!

Must win!

Can't lose!

Absolutely can't lose!

…

On the opposite side, the great wizard Bing Ming, who transformed into Bing Xiaobing, slowly calmed down, his eyes filled with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

Can't lose!

This time, we really can’t lose!

If there are only two people fighting, then it doesn't matter. Keeping the ice souls on the left and right is useless, and no one else in the Witch League has the right physique to carry it...

After so many years, Bing Po has gradually become in a dying state, so it doesn't matter even if it is given to Zuo Xiaoduo. Anyway, this kid only has a Yanyang physique, so he can't use it.

Anyway, I already have an ice soul that has grown to the peak of the sky, no matter how hard it is to see the rest, I will give it to you.

But now...the situation has changed!

The stakes have changed too!

It became 10% of the final income of a new space relic!

This made the great wizard Bing Ming's heart tremble.

Fire, fire? You really dare to play; you lost your wife last time? Have you forgotten? And you still don't change your mind? You still want to gamble?

And you still bet on me!

Do you know how big this space relic is?

Not sure yet? But what if this space ruin is very big, very big.

Then 10% of the supplies inside might be enough to change the situation on the mainland!

You put so many things on my shoulders, thank you Liehuo for thinking about it.

If it were exported from my hand...and still lost to a junior in a head-on competition...

Then I, Bing Ming, will be truly immortal in the Wu League Continent from now on!

Liehuo is definitely going to blame me. Maybe this guy will sue me instead? He said that I let the water fall during the battle...that bastard.

Can't lose!

Absolutely can't lose!

I'd better think about it first...how to get rid of the blame if I lose? This kid? He looks crazy...

The scimitar turned into ice soul? Hissed and trembled in the air, and ice flowers slowly began to bloom one after another in the space in front!

The ice soul has spirit. Although it was suppressed by the Ice Nether Wizard, it felt it instinctively. This battle is very important!

Also, that hot breath on the person opposite? It’s really annoying!

This hot stuff? So annoying.

war!

war!

The ice soul roared spontaneously, and countless ice flowers took shape, circling and flying.

The ice on the ground beneath my feet is getting thicker and harder.

The chill became more and more severe as time went on, and even Marshal Dongfang and others began to use their energy to resist it.

Opposite him, Zuo Xiaoduo was glowing red, unaffected by the cold surrounding environment.

Countless water vapor evaporates and boils.

For the sake of safety, what he is currently running is still the first level of the Yan Yang Sutra, the Great Sun Yan Yang!

Leave the second level as a back-up...

Zuo Xiaoduo made a backhand and pulled out the long sword at once. The sword was as light and thin as a stream of autumn water in his hand.

"This sword is called Civet."

Zuo Xiaoduo had a pretentious look on his face: "The net weight is eight taels, it is as thin as paper, and it can cut iron like mud. It is the most powerful tool in the world!"

The corners of Bing Ming's mouth twitched.

I've already introduced my swords once, and you actually do it like this.

Besides, it's just a dead thing, it doesn't even have spirituality, you're so embarrassed!

But at that moment, he could only say one sentence against his will: "What a sword!"

Zuo Xiaoduo stroked the sword in his hand and sighed: "Brother Bing, this sword is my favorite in this life, and it is also the essence of my lifelong cultivation!"

Bing Ming snorted: "Aren't you Mr. Iron Fist?"

This guy actually called me Brother Bing...Are you senior enough to be like you?

Zuo Xiaoduo was displeased and said: "Brother Bing, this is wrong. The name of Jianghu is the name of Jianghu. You yourself claim to be floating on water with iron palms, but in the end you used your legs to deal with me for a long time, and now you use it again."

The knife is here, but what can I say?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was very unhappy and said angrily: "You all hide your heads and show your tail, specializing in shady activities. You can tell yourself, if I believed you just now, wouldn't I have suffered a big loss?"

"So dishonest! Hmph!"

Off stage.

Zuolu Tianwang sent a message to You Dongtian: "This boy's character is comparable to yours. It's very rare."
To be continued...