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No one had thought that this battle would break the record.

More than forty billion was enough to stir up the accumulated wealth of the entire Glazed City for several years. Moreover, more than thirty billion of them were bet lost on Ye Fan.

Once Ye Fan won, all of them would go bankrupt.

The most profitable one would be the Liu-Li Inn.

But if Ye Fan died, the Liu-Li Inn would have to compensate him with 30 billion. Other than Ye Fan betting ten billion, they still wanted to bet twenty billion.

I'm afraid that Liu-Li Inn is going to use all of his wealth to pay for it.

Ye Fan stepped onto the air and rose up. One in front and one behind, the Su Family's ancestor and Zhou Ling stood in position, attacking him from the front and back.

It was his first time seeing a pair of twos.

A slight mistake could cost him his life on the spot. Although he wasn't afraid of death, reviving in public was still too horrifying.

"Eh? Su Linfeng, what are you doing? " Ye Fan cried out.

The Su Family ancestor's entire consciousness was focused on Ye Fan. Hearing his words, she subconsciously turned around to look.

His back was completely empty!

Not good. Deceit!

Sure enough, Ye Fan whose spirit sense had been sealed had disappeared. There was a clap of thunder in the air, and when it appeared again, it was on top of his head.

He even had a pair of extraordinary wings on his back.

"Mystical Heavy Extreme Mountain, suppress!"

A small mountain, the size of a palm, quickly expanded and became like a real mountain.

It was a good thing that the underground dojo was huge enough, if not the Spirit Transformation Stage powerhouses would not be able to use it.

A vast pressure descended, and the entire ground of the Colosseum sank down with a loud rumble.

The Su Clan's ancestor's expression changed greatly. He didn't expect this kid to attack so quickly. He quickly reacted and his hands formed a ghost-like hand sign.

In the next moment, blood-red winds began to rise up from the ground. Each of these winds was more than ten zhang in size.

The wind swept upwards and the descent of the mountain instantly came to a halt.

But at the moment, Ye Fan could not care about it.

On the other side, Zhou Lingfeng had already made his move the moment he did so.

An inch-long bone thorn shot toward Qin Lie at a speed that seemed to cut through the air.

The runes on the bone spurs swam about erratically, and under the burst of illusory light, they astonishingly created tens of thousands of bone spurs.

The sound of something tearing through the air rang out!

At the same time, Zhou Lingfeng did not plan to play tricks. Both of his hands moved and formed seals on the sky.

A pitch-black formation appeared in the air, enveloping half of the Colosseum.

"A disciple of the Zhou family will use a hundred year blood sacrifice to summon the next clone of the Void Refining Grandmaster!" Zhou Lingfeng's gaze was sincere, but his face was extremely pale.

It was as if summoning this thing had consumed most of the Essence in his body.0

Just as Ye Fan put down the Mystical Heavy Extreme Mountain, the other party's bone spike had already invaded a three feet radius.

It could be said that he was able to see every inscription on the Bone Cleansing Spike.

This thing was truly terrifying.

If it was another person, it would be impossible to defend against them.

"Cambrian Black Armor!"

Weng ~ A golden light exploded. He used the wings on his back to wrap himself up into a golden ball that was airtight.

Ye Fan had seen the Pangolin curling up its body. Even a tiger would not be able to bite off of it.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The tens of thousands of bone spikes struck the golden ball and bounced off in an arc.

Just at that moment, Zhou Lingfeng had already reached the final stage of his summoning.

And Mystical Heavy Extreme Mountain below, was also unable to suppress the Su Family Ancestor for a while. The Old Patriarch transformed into multiple clones, and in an instant, he escaped.

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