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Chapter 492

Words:1994Update:22/06/17 21:46:05

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"Forget it, I know this bet is too big for you to dare, so I'll say a bet you dare to play. If I can enter the eighth nether, you give me one thousand low grade spirit stones.

If I can't, everything in my storage ring will be yours after I die. Although I'm poor, I just earned one thousand low grade spirit stones yesterday.

Don't tell me you don't dare, then I'll really look down on you. Don't grumble in front of me in the future … "

"I bet, it's just one thousand low grade spirit stones, I don't believe you can pass!"

Not waiting for Yun Fan to finish, Yan Kui suddenly shouted.

Yun Fan smiled indifferently, suddenly put on a serious face, cupped his hands and said: "Fellow mentors, please be a witness for this junior, if this junior doesn't die, I hope this one thousand low grade spirit stones will not be gone."

Seeing such a scene, Han Lu's face turned green on the spectator stand.

Why did he bring such an idiot?

Yesterday he lost one thousand low grade spirit stones, and now he had to pay another one thousand.

Was he retarded?

Couldn't he think about it?

Knowing that it was suicide, would he still go?

"Mentor Han, the genius of your Blaze Academy this time is a bit of the best! Spoiled to this extent? "

Han Lu looked at the sly smile on Tutor Chai's face, feeling that his whole person was about to be burned by the anger in his heart.

"He's a genius, he's just bullying our Lingmu College for being weak. The other mentors didn't want to come because they didn't want to lose face. It seems that this time it's my turn to lose face. "

Qin Miaomiao appropriately added, making Han Lu even more angry.

"Yan Kui's character is indeed impulsive, but his strength is solid. Even if he was tricked by that kid Yun Fan this time, Lingmu College's thousand years of being at the bottom will not change. "

Feeling the opponent's momentum on the verge of exploding, Qin Miaomiao didn't say anything.

She wasn't afraid of Han Lu, but she was afraid of causing trouble for Yun Fan. Since the moment Yun Fan called her Miaomiao, Yun Fan was the core of the whole team.

"This is impossible!"

On the screen, Yan Kui roared.

Holding onto Shui Lianqing, Yun Fan leisurely left the Seventh Nether and entered the Eighth Nether.

"Eh?"

The two of them had just entered the periphery of the Eighth Nether when they heard a surprised voice.

Looking at Xue Qing and Huang Shan, Yun Fan was also a little surprised.

In his imagination, even if the two of them were to stop, they would be in the Fire Region or the Earth Region. He did not expect them to be in the Astral Wind Region.

Huang Shan had comprehended the Intent of Earth. Although the astral winds here were very strong, she was still able to pass through.

Xue Qing was a sword cultivator, so no matter how strong the astral winds were, they would not be able to block his longsword.

The only places where the Eighth Nether could stop the two of them were the fiery regions and the earthen regions. After all, swords could not cut through the fiery regions, and earthen intent was not very effective against the earthen power.

"I wasn't mistaken. You really did make it this far!" Huang Shan said with a smile.

"You two weren't waiting for me, were you?"

Yun Fan looked at the two of them in astonishment, feeling confused.

"Of course, it doesn't matter whether it's me or him. It'll be a pity if we don't fight when it's hard, "Huang Shan said.

"Although you're only at the Fifth Level Mortal Shedding Stage, in my eyes, you're more qualified to be my opponent than the rest of them."

Yun Fan looked at Xue Qing and asked, "Why?"

"Because I can sense the Sword Intent on you. Although the feeling is very vague, and I'm not sure if you've comprehended the Sword Intent, it's enough to make you my opponent. "

What a sharp perception!

Yun Fan was shocked. All along, the Sword Intent was the one that he did not want to expose the most among the various concepts.

Although his Sword Intent was only at the First Level Void Realm, he could tell from Liu Wenzhu's attitude that the Sword Intent was harder to comprehend than the other concepts.

Not only that, but it seemed like there was something else behind the Sword Intent.

"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint both of you. I'm really not qualified. To be honest, I wouldn't have come here if someone didn't take out the Spirit Stones. "

"There are only two people who can use the Spirit Stones to get you here. If it's not Shui Lianqing, then it's Yan Kui. Let's go and see if we can break the record of the Earth Nine Hell Realm. "

Huang Shan stood up and walked out of the room. Xue Qing glanced at Yun Fan and said indifferently, "Actually, you don't have to hide anything. The stronger you are, the more valuable you are."

Looking at the two figures slowly disappearing from her sight, Shui Lianqing suddenly said, "Thank you for letting me enter the Eighth Hell. But can you take your hand away now? "

"Oh!"

Yun Fan responded absent-mindedly. Shui Lianqing realized that Yun Fan's hand not only didn't take it away, but it was even tighter.

She frowned and was about to say something when she heard Yun Fan say softly, "It's a little soft. Although I don't know what you look like, your figure is really good.

Sigh, one's mouth is short after eating from others, but one's hands are soft after taking from others. Although I know I might die if I bring you along, I have no choice. I shouldn't have taken your Spirit Stones back then. Impulsiveness is really the devil! "

"Can you stop pretending? Hurry up and take your hand away. I don't want to take risks with you. If you want to go, go by yourself! "

Shui Lianqing didn't make a move. Instead, she stared at Yun Fan.

She was very satisfied that their cooperation had worked out well.

If it wasn't for Yun Fan, even if she reached the Eighth Nether, she would still be exhausted.

It wasn't just her. Jin Ying and the others didn't go to the Eighth Hell not because they couldn't, but because there was no need.

There was still the second and third round. There was no time to rest and recover in between. The further they went, the more dangerous it would be.

But what made her angry was that Yun Fan was too good at pretending.

If it was someone else, she would think that they were taking advantage of her. But this person clearly wanted her to give up on her own.

If he wanted someone to do something, he had to wait for them to ask for it. He didn't owe anyone any favors. Up until now, Shui Lianqing had only met one person who could pretend to this extent.

"Who's pretending? I'm being sincere. We're in the same boat now. We should live and die together … "

This time, before Yun Fan could finish, Shui Lianqing pushed him away.

"Hurry up and go. You're too annoying!"

Yun Fan chuckled. After walking less than 200 meters, he suddenly stopped.

Under Shui Lianqing's shocked gaze, he sat down cross-legged.

Waves of metal wind continuously left wounds on Yun Fan's body. Fresh blood slowly stained his clothes, but he didn't move at all.

"Trying to gain enlightenment here? What a lunatic! "

Shui Lianqing wasn't the only one who thought so. The tens of thousands of people around the spectator stand thought so too.

This was the Eighth Hell's astral wind. Even Fusion Realm experts had to release their Qi to defend against it. If he tried to gain enlightenment here, he would be cut into pieces before he could gain any enlightenment.

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