"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

Xu Yi said to Xuan Tianli: "Master Xuan, you have also seen that there are so many people. If I don't ask you to maintain order and rush forward, I will die too unfairly. Moreover, if the law does not blame the public, the emperor will not know who to pay for my life."

Xuan Tianli looked solemn, and he also thought of the reason.

When the signal flare in his hand pressed, the red light soared into the sky.

The Divine Guards, who were in various parts of the Shen Capital, immediately gathered towards the Southern Xinjiang Palace when they saw the signals as military orders.

In less than half an hour, the five thousand Divine Guards had assembled and surrounded the Southern Xinjiang Prince's Mansion.

"Everyone, there are quite a lot of people who want to challenge me. I have no skills, so please queue up first."

The strong men looked at each other.

queue?

They are not old men and women who grab discounted supermarket products early in the morning!

"General Xuan, if you don't line up, please invite him out to disrupt the order and delay my time to accept the challenge. I will rush to Fotu Pass."

Xuan Tianli's toes were tightened.

He really wanted to swear.

Do you still know that you are going to Fotu Pass? What is this to play?

The strong men were in a panic and they all lined up consciously.

Whoever comes first and whom is the problem, almost triggering a battle. Xuan Tianli is eyeing him, and the strong men barely take a step back and line up like a long queue.

"King of Southern Xinjiang, please give me advice!"

When the first person stood in front of Xu Yi, holding a black iron stick, Xu Yi waved his hand and said, "Pay the money first."

"pay……"

The strong man looked suspicious: "What money should I pay?"

"I am sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky. So many people have to challenge me. Why should I take time and effort and risk my life to accept the challenge? Without saying much nonsense, 100,000 gold is the ticket to challenge me. With your status, 100,000 gold should not be difficult? Pay money, or turn left, I believe that many strong people behind are willing to pay money to challenge me." Xu Yi said.

For a moment, everyone was disgusted.

One hundred thousand gold is really nothing to the strong people at their level.

But Xu Yi's series of operations are really uncomfortable.

It feels like being controlled by others.

They are obviously here to kill people! They are here to snatch the inheritance!

"I...I'll hand it!"

The minimum amount of a divine crystal card is 100,000 gold, an ordinary family of three that can’t be used up for ten years.

But in the eyes of these strong men, they are optional.

"General Xuan, please help me collect the tickets. When the king is over, I will pay dividends to the Divine Guard Army."

Xuan Tianli suddenly felt like he had become a worker.

He doesn't care about the so-called dividend, but the five thousand God Guards need it.

The Divine Guards only earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, and they have to risk their lives to arrest some powerful criminals with strong backgrounds.

They also have family and need to live.

Shendu’s expenses are also quite large. A slightly higher-end house starts with a million yuan. Who doesn’t want their family to live a better life?

So although many people look down on money, more people flock to it and refuse to come.

"Don't queue up if you forget to bring money, otherwise I will not face the challenge when it's your turn. Of course, if I die early, you won't need to queue up." Xu Yi kindly reminded.

A group of strong men felt extremely awkward.

There are really many people who don’t bring any money.

How could they know that Xu Yi would do these tricks?

Suddenly, his face looked extremely ugly and he asked people to send money.

This matter cannot be hidden.

Soon, some people watching the fun came and saw the old strong men who were rarely seen on weekdays, queuing up in line, taking various photos and videos, which was very pleasant to hear.

Some people even opened the market outside and made bets on the banker, and had various novel ways to play.

For example, when can the king of Southern Xinjiang last?

Who can beat the King of Southern Xinjiang?

There is also betting whether the King of Southern Xinjiang can reach the end.

And bet that a strong man can survive a few moves in the hands of the King of Southern Xinjiang...

The strong men's faces were even more ugly, and they were watched like animals, which became the reason for people to bet on money, which was a great shame.

I want to leave, but I can't bear to leave.

So, I felt a cluster of anger after clusters of anger in my heart and prepared to vent.

At this time, Xuan Tianli had already collected all the tickets.

One person has 100,000, and a total of more than 300 people.

Thirty million!

Looking at the pile of divine crystal cards in his hand, Xuan Tianli was a little moved.

I have the urge to run away with the money.

It takes 30 million gold to make this money in a year!

The money seems to come easily.

But think about it, it is understandable and accepted that Xu Yi’s earned it at the risk of his life.

Boom!

Another wall of the Southern Xinjiang Palace collapsed, and there was a deep pit five meters square on the ground.

Xu Yi held the Mutian spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was pressed against the man's neck, and said with a smile: "Close your eyes, I will try to be as gentle as possible."

The old man looked extremely ugly, sighed and closed his eyes.

"Are you rich?"

The imagined severe pain did not come, but Xu Yi's voice echoed in his ears.

Opening his eyes in shock, the old man saw the smile on Xu Yi's face: "I don't want to commit more killings, and I can't bear to see the fall of the Kingdom of God, a strong man like you. It's better to leave it for a useful body to fight against the overlord countries such as Longshan, the ancestor of the ancient Buddha Kingdom. Do you have money? Is it a loss to buy your own life by one million, right? Or do you think your life is not worth one million?"

"good."

The old man spoke hard, his voice was hoarse and hoarse.

For him, this life is not comparable to that of a million.

A strong sense of humiliation spread, so he gave two million.

"For your sake, I will tell you some secrets of Shura bloodline, are you willing to listen?"

"Yes!" the old man spoke quickly.

"Come here."

The old man held his ear and Xu Yi said a few words in a low voice.

"I've been taught." The old man looked complicated, sighed, bowed his hand and fisted, turned around and left.

He was actually a little grateful in his heart.

After all, Xu Yi could kill him directly.

But Xu Yi didn't. He just asked for some money that was a drop in money for him, so he spared him and told him some secrets, which would be helpful to his breakthrough.

"Let's go slowly, you can challenge me again if you have the chance." Xu Yi was like a businessman who had become a businessman, and sent him warmly.

When he returned to the open space, Xu Yi shouted: "Next!"

The power of the Shendu is complex, with many masters emerging, and veteran strong men are like geniuses, crossing the river.

The population of the capital is comparable to that of the Tianlong nation. Under the huge base, it is naturally impossible for the few masters to be fewer.

The sixth and seventh grade supernatural powerhouses have only arrived three hundred times. Xu Yi feels that there are fewer ones. I think there are many people still waiting and watching.

There was a constant rumbling sound.

It has caused great damage to the Southern Xinjiang Royal Palace.

The fat man from the construction team hid in the distance, slid his calculator with a smile on his face.

Every extra fight between Xu Yi and the challenged strong man made him happier.
Chapter completed!