Chapter 3284: insidious

"Why, is Xiongtai going to gamble?"

Xiao Fan showed a harmless smile, smiling at the Hetian Sword lying on the ground.

He Tiandao stared at Xiao Fan, gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Fan. He couldn't wait to swallow Xiao Fan alive. It was obvious that this guy deceived himself and Lin Yunjian, but he still pretended to be innocent.

This way, it's too much beating.

"You liar!" Hetiandao roared angrily.

"A liar?" Xiao Fan shrugged and said innocently: "Xiongtai, you are wrong. Where did I lie to you? You can eat rice but you can't talk nonsense."

Now that he has as many as fourteen jade medals in his hand, he naturally has no scruples.

Even if his identity is exposed, he has already completed his promise to the Huangjia, and he can feel relieved.

As for the second round of race battles and the Flying Fairy Holy Land, Xiao Fan was not particularly interested.

"Didn't you always want to pit the jade medal in my hand? I really thought I was a fool? Why, if I lose now, I can't afford to lose? Do you still want to grab the jade medal in my hand?" Xiao Fan asked continuously.

Hetiandao was speechless. From the beginning, Xiao Fan said that he didn't want to bet, but they themselves lured Xiao Fan to bet.

Now, after losing a few regional jade medals, it is them who can't accept it. Isn't this slap your own face?

As for grabbing the jade medal from Xiao Fan's hand, they thought about it too.

But the point is that these geographical jade medals are protected by natural famine. Who dares to **** them?

Someone once snatched jade medals, but was besieged by thousands of races and almost annihilated, they didn't dare to follow that race.

"I'm sorry, I have to give these tokens to my young master, goodbye." Xiao Fan bowed his hands to the crowd and prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

However, before Xiao Fan took a few steps, he was locked in by a tyrannical aura, and saw a monster covered with black scales looking at him coldly.

Xiao Fan frowned, and he could feel that the cultivators of the Gu Lin clan were full of awe of him.

Come to think of it, this monk should be the old man of the Gu Lin clan.

"What advice does the predecessor have?" Xiao Fan is fearless, here is the ancient flying fairyland, the battlefield of the battle of the gambling domain of ten thousand races, no one has dared to deliberately initiate a race war, he is naturally fearless.

"My little friend just left, I guess I will not be reconciled to the Gu Lin clan and Jianhe clan." Gu Lin clan Su Lao said lightly, and then walked towards Xiao Fan step by step.

As he approached Xiao Fan, his body shape also changed, and he became a human again, looking like a kindly rickety old man.

"Senior doesn't want to bet against juniors, right?" Xiao Fan didn't know what the old man meant.

Does he still want to do it himself?

If it was just a soul attack, Xiao Fan would be fearless.

"The old man will naturally not do anything to the little friend." Gu Lin clan Su Lao shook his head lightly. At this moment, he was only a few feet away from Xiao Fan.

After a pause, he continued: "However, the old man has a suggestion, how about a little friend and my clan?"

"Compared with yours?" Xiao Fan frowned, but he didn't understand the meaning of the old man of the Gu Lin clan.

However, before he could finish speaking, suddenly, two cold rays of light burst out of the muddy eyes of the old Gu Lin clan's old man, the speed was incredible.

Most of the people present were monks in the Great Emperor Realm, so how could it be seen?

"Soul attack!" Xiao Fan was startled. He only felt that his head was hit by a terrible force, but he soon woke up.

He could not stop cursing in his heart, this old fellow, unexpectedly so insidious, a powerful Saint Emperor Realm, pulled his face down to face himself with a soul attack.

If he hadn't possessed soul immunity, perhaps he would have suffered a hit just now.

Xiao Fan had already greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancient ancestor of the Gu Lin clan dozens of times in his heart. If he could, he could not wait to kill this old thing himself.

Just as Xiao Fan was about to get angry, the voice of the old thing sounded again.

"Yes, since it's going to be a comparison, it's better than a match. My two tribesmen have issued 14 regional jade medals. How about you and my two tribes and four people?" Gu Lin Clan Su Lao said in a very calm tone.

Hearing this, the other monks were all dumbfounded.

One enemy four?

Unless this human race kid's head is pinched by a donkey, otherwise, he will never agree.

however!

"Okay!" What surprised them was that Xiao Fan nodded indifferently without thinking about it, without any expression on his face.

Upon seeing this, the old Gu Lin clan smiled with satisfaction.

In his opinion, Xiao Fan's soul has been attacked by his soul power. Although he is not dead, he has become a fool. How could he reject his words?

But the other monks were dumbfounded, and everyone showed an incredible color.

There are a few shrewd people who have guessed something faintly, looking at Xiao Fan like a dead person.

"Lin Yun Sword, Crane Sky Sword, and you two and four of you go on it together." The ancient ancestor of the Gu Lin clan said lightly, and then with a wave, seven jade medals appeared in front of him, "Your sword and crane clan also appeared Seven dollars."

"Okay!" Hetian Dao was very decisive, allowing several of them to gather seven jade tiles. These jade tiles were almost the limit of their two clans.

After all, as an ordinary race, being able to take out more than a dozen regions to gamble is already considered a big deal.

"Take out the jade tiles too." The ancestor of the Gu Lin clan looked at Xiao Fandao, and saw Xiao Fan dumbly taking out all the jade tiles, he said again: "This time the gambling game, life and death is the outcome."

"Ancestor!" Lin Yunjian's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

Xiao Fan's soul attack is extremely weird. If Xiao Fan is forced into anxieties, they are not necessarily opponents.

However, what responded to him was the cold eyes of his ancestor.

"Brother Lin, don't worry, if the four of us can't kill him, then we can commit suicide." Hetiandao looked at Xiao Fan with a playful expression.

"Little friend, are you okay?" The old man of the Gu Lin clan looked at Xiao Fan with satisfaction.

"No." Xiao Fan shook his head sluggishly, Liu Shen Wuzhu, his eyes without God.

But he was extremely angry in his heart. This Gu Lin tribe ancestor was really not ordinary and sinister. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, and he would come to a dead end.

Anyway, this gambling battle was seen by so many people, and they couldn't cooperate to cheat him.

"Being old and not dying is a thief, old things, don't fall into my hands in the future!" Xiao Fan sneered in his heart. This time, the old guy's abacus is going to be wrong.

If it was someone else, he would have really suffered from him, but what he encountered was Xiao Fan who was immune to the soul.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan's body seemed to be out of control, walking towards the battlefield. Many people finally discovered something was wrong, but they wouldn't say it.

"Everyone, let's do it." Hetiandao sneered and took the lead in flying towards Xiao Fan.