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Chapter 766 Famous party life and death bet

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    The three of them walked slowly to the middle of the hall and stopped side by side.

    Standing in the middle, a big man in a black robe with a somewhat ferocious appearance said coldly:

    "Who the three of us are, I don't think I need to introduce any more. Even if some of them don't know the three of us, they should know each other by now. This party is hosted by the three of us. Does anyone have any opinions?"

    The black-robed man¡¯s voice was extremely cold. As soon as he said those words, a huge aura suddenly emerged from his body, and then a huge spiritual pressure descended on the entire hall. After sensing the unfathomable spiritual fluctuations, the expressions of the monks present all changed slightly  .

    But while Han Li was startled by this man's powerful mana, he was surprised for a while.

    Seeing the cold and devilish aura all over this person, he must be the old demon Acacia from the Mo Dao.  But the appearance of this old demon was quite different from what he had imagined.  It is said to be the great elder of the Hehuan Sect, but the exercises look more like the magic skills of the Ghost Spirit Sect!

    Han Li didn't know that the elders of the Hehuan Sect in the past were all called Hehuan Laomo.  Although the kung fu practiced by the black-robed man is actually a kind of magic art that has little to do with the Hehuan sect, he still has to be called the old devil of Hehuan.

    At this time, after other people felt the fear of the big man, although they felt a little uncomfortable, they would not be so stupid as to jump out and challenge the authority of the three monks.

    For a moment, the whole hall was silent, which could be regarded as acquiescing to what Old Demon Hehuan said just now.

    "Okay. Since I have no objections, I won't talk nonsense below. In fact, there is no time to talk nonsense. Just this morning, the Mulan people sent envoys and sent a letter of challenge. They said that if they don't agree  If the conditions are met, the execution will be executed at the border in seven days." The black-robed man said expressionlessly.

    "Gauntlet?"

    "Seven days later?"

    "What condition?"

    There was a commotion among the monks.

    "Brother Yi's words just now are true. This is the opponent's letter of war. Fellow Daoists, go through it first, and then we will discuss countermeasures. Although the war is earlier than we expected, with the magical powers of everyone here, is it really true?"  Will you be afraid of the Mulan people?" The Taoist priest with the sword on his back chuckled and said calmly.

    Although his voice was not loud, once it entered the ears of everyone present, it was like a breeze blowing on the face, which made everyone feel cool and immediately calmed down.

    The other monks were startled, and the commotion subsided immediately, but someone muttered something in a low voice.

    "Taizhen Sect's Meditation Jue really has some tricks."

    Hearing these seemingly unconvincing words, the middle-aged Taoist priest took out a bright red jade slip from his robe, threw it to an old man in gray robe opposite him, and said with a smile:

    "This is the letter of challenge from the Mulan people, fellow daoists, let's read it first."

    After being stunned for a moment, the old man held the jade slip in his hand silently, scanned the contents with his spiritual sense, his face suddenly became gloomy, and then threw the jade slip directly to the person beside him with a cold face.

    The man took the jade slip and glanced at it curiously, his expression equally ugly.

    While all the monks were circulating the letter of challenge one by one, Han Li took a look at the Taoist priest and the old man in blue.

    The Taoist priest was about forty years old, his skin was crystal clear and white, and his facial features were upright and elegant, which made people feel good at first sight.  It should be Master Zhiyang of Taizhen Sect of Zhengdao League.

    As for the old man in the green shirt, from the outside, he is really too ordinary, no matter his clothes or appearance, there is nothing special about him.  The only thing that caught Han Li's attention was that the old man had long nails on his ten fingers.  And this nail looked sharp and unusually sharp, and the whole body was purple and black, with a faint light shining, which was really eye-catching.

    This person is naturally Wei Wuya, the Great Elder of the Nine Nations League.

    Wei Wuya seemed to have sensed Han Li's gaze. He turned his head to look at Han Li. After the eyes met, there was a look of surprise on his face, and he smiled at Han Li.

    Han Li also smiled in embarrassment, but he couldn't help thinking to himself.  If this person knew about his relationship with Nangong Wan, I don't know if he could still laugh at him.

    Just as Han Li was thinking about it, Long Han on the side had already finished reading the jade slip passed into his hand, and threw it to Han Li with a displeased face.

    Seeing the expressions of the few people in front, Han Li became a little curious.

    Immediately immersing his mind in Jane without moving his expression, he looked up.

    After a while, Han Li frowned and withdrew his consciousness, and silently handed the jade slip to another monk.

    Not long after, the entire jade slip was circulated, and everyone's face was not very good.  After one or two people finished watching, they even snorted unbearably.

    &nbsp?What a good idea.  The Mulan people want to bet on war, so we will bet on war.  There is no need for this at all.  Seven days later, we will still come according to our own arrangement, and there is no need to accept any bets.  In this way, even if the other party has any tricks, it will be cracked.  "It was the old man surnamed Kuang from Ni Hangzhai who said this with disdain.

    "Unfortunately, although Taoist Kuang is right, we must participate in this gambling battle, and we must win." Master Zhiyang sighed and said helplessly.

    "What? What does the Venerable Master mean by this? We can't be led by the Mulan people!" The old man surnamed Kuang frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

    A few of the other old monsters also nodded, expressing their agreement with this statement.

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