In a bowl, three dice rolled smoothly.

He Shangshu's eyes were cold and he stared at the dice in the bowl. An invisible wave surged out of him.

From Yan She's vision, we can naturally see that this is a profound qigong, which is profound and natural. With every move, the essence, energy, spirit and spirit are integrated, reaching the deep level of the "Chengwei" realm.

This person is definitely no less than an honest monk or other top master.

Under the control of his true energy, the three dice were about to stop.

Yan She suddenly laughed and said, "Why not let it turn for a while?"

After speaking, three dice like wild horses in heat suddenly spun wildly at a speed of hundreds of times.

The faces of the people around him changed.

They didn't realize how this person did it at all.

After a moment, the dice stopped.

"Three six, big!"

Yan She took the 200,000 taels of silver notes from Shangshu He: "Come on?"

After a gambler loses, he usually feels that he will win back with another move.

Shangshu He is no exception.

He took out a pile of silver notes with a expressionless face, totaling 400,000 taels, slapped the table and said, "We will throw them together this time, compared to the size."

Yan She narrowed her eyes and said, "Okay."

A total of 800,000 taels of gambling were never common even on this island. Everyone around had already held their breath, but the little old man's eyes remained motionless.

Wow!

The dice trembled crisply in the bowl, and the sound was particularly pleasant.

Yan She stopped the dice in the bowl first.

“One, one, one!”

There is no smaller point than this.

But Yan She had no intention of being anxious on her face and looked at He Shangshu with a smile.

The latter's face changed and he felt a powerful force like the sea sweeping over, irresistible.

He hurriedly activated all his strength and fought hard, but after just three breaths, his face was extremely pale.

Seeing that He Shangshu was at a loss, some of the others could not sit still. A mustache walked to the table and pressed his palms. With a "puff" sound, two palm-shaped wooden boards fell to the ground, and his hands were embedded in the table.

The bowl is still on the table, and the dice is still spinning in the bowl.

A gust of wind blew, and the two wooden boards that fell on the ground turned into a trace of cotton wool, which was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

"'Cotton Palm' is a unique skill in Wudang, and it is authentic in the internal family, but your bone-transforming cotton Palm is very different. It is a real magical kung fu, which is very vicious. If you take a palm, the person who is beaten will not react at all. However, after two hours, the palm force will be released, and the bones of the whole body will become extremely soft as cotton, and even the gods will never be able to save it. Compared with the 'Major Seal' of Tantric Buddhism, the 'Tian Judgment Hand' of the Western Star Sea is much more powerful."

Yan She looked at the mustache and commented: "Since you entered the Star Sea alone, entered Chaotian Palace at night, and killed the Bone-Cultivation Immortal who died in the Great Lama of the Yellow Sect, you have never used this palm power in the world, but your cultivation in this kung fu is no less than that of the Bone-Cultivation Immortal in the past."

While speaking, he also pressed his palm on the table, simple and slight, without any trace, but the beard was as if it was thundered and staggered back three steps.

"Are you using bone-transformed...cotton palm?" He couldn't believe it.

Yan She smiled and said, "Thank you for just demonstrating it to me. This skill is not difficult to learn."

The bearded man could no longer speak. He had been immersed in this skill for thirty years before he achieved his current success. The person in front of him only saw it once and practiced this martial arts to a level that surpassed himself.

What else can he say?

He didn't know that Yan Sheben was an unparalleled genius in the world. He learned any martial arts very quickly, not to mention that any martial arts is difficult for ordinary people to practice, and those with advanced cultivation can practice quickly.

Yan She's achievements today have already mastered the achievements of his own good, no less than those of the great masters of martial arts like Bodhidharma. With a high perspective, he can see through all the mysteries of martial arts at a glance and quickly practice it. In addition, his profound skills, his power will naturally be stronger.

At this time, the dice in He Shangshu's bowl finally stopped.

But it was already a piece of fragments.

"Is it three points big or not?" Yan She asked.

Shangshu He said gloomyly: "Of course there are three points."

Yan She put all the 800,000 taels of silver notes into his pocket and looked around: "Is there anyone else coming?"

An old man with white hair, dressed in a judicious manner, looked very hypocritical, walked out and took out 800,000 taels of silver notes: "I'll bet with you!"

The 800,000 taels of silver notes are colorful, both big and small, and are obviously temporarily pieced together, not alone.

At the same time, everyone here turned their attention to Yan She, which was obviously a common hatred for the enemy.

Yan She smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Okay, or is it a size?"

The old man said: "Not bad!"

Same bowl, same dice.

A bet of one million and six million taels.

The pavilion was quiet, without a trace of sound.

If so, it is the sound of the dice turning.

Yan She stood at the table, with a tall figure.

Suddenly, he felt that more than a dozen powerful auras locked himself, and each of them was the first-class master in the world, attacking with various kung fu, with sword energy, palm power and qigong. It was obvious that it was He Shangshu and others.

He smiled. From Yu Qinglian's Wuxian Divine Art, a wall of air appeared three feet away from the three feet of his body.

The faces of He Shangshu, Xiao Hu Zi and others changed wildly, and they were shocked to find that no matter how powerful he and others worked together, when they touched Yan She, they would be like a mud cow entering the sea, and they could not cause any waves.

In addition to the old man, there are such masters in the world?

They were terrified.

Even Gong Jiu was extremely shocked at this moment. When Yanshe was fighting, he only felt that this man was ruthless and his martial arts were unique. Now he realized that the opponent's internal strength had reached its peak.

Look at the gambling table again.

The old man's dice stopped quickly, and it was "three, two, four", neither big nor small.

Yan She's dice are still turning.

The old man looked at him, his fingers suddenly moved, and a sharp sword energy fell into the bowl. The three dice were shattered immediately, but the bowl was unscathed.

What a subtle skill!

Yan She said lightly: "In the past, the 'Ying Finger' of Zhang Bian Yin's 'Ying Finger' and Huashan's 'bang-bang supernatural power' are indeed extraordinary."

The old man said proudly: "You don't have a point, I won."

He Shangshu showed smug expressions on his face. He and others finally suppressed the crossing dragon, although the process was a bit strange.

Gong Jiu was not happy at all. Although he wanted to see Yan She lose face, he knew better that it was impossible for people like He Shangshu to suppress him.

He stared at Yan She with his eyes tightly.

The latter suddenly smiled, stretched out a palm, and a suction force hovered in it. The dice powder in the bowl suddenly flew out, spinning rapidly in the air, and finally reverted to three dices, falling gently into the bowl, three six-sided upwards.

"Liu Liuliu, I'm big, bring the silver notes!" Yan She showed a bright smile on her face, like a big boy who was proud of his victory after winning the money.

The little old man suddenly came over and lined up and said, "You are so good at protecting things from the air. Your cultivation is really a big deal in the world!"

"There are two different things in the world?" Yan She looked at him.

The little old man smiled and said, "I have only you and me in this world, so I have two!"

He slapped his palm, and the three dices wrapped in Yan She's true energy were completely shattered, turned into dust, and floated in the air.

Yan She's expression narrowed: "Please!"

The little old man said the same: "Please!"

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