Both Pavilion Master Bao and Pavilion Master Suan had a deep look in their eyes and were about to speak.

But at this moment, the charming gambling owner took the initiative to speak:

“Sir, please don’t forget one thing. You chose to trade with me in the form of a bet. The bet of the three Pavilion Masters is only a part of the transaction between you and me.

If you win all three bets, it will be fine, but if you lose any one of them, I will win, and your flesh and blood will belong to me. Sir, please think carefully. "

It was obvious that the pressure brought to them by Shen Yuan's two Earthly Demonic Powers was so great that the gambling hall owner had to threaten them.

"Is this what they call a dealer's trick?"

Shen Yuan chuckled, not caring about the gambling owner's threat. He tapped the gambling table with his index finger and said casually, "Continue."

"I'll do it!"

The huge meat mountain of Master Bao took the initiative to stand up from his seat, and the entire gambling hall seemed to tremble slightly with his movement.

Master Bao stared with his green bean-sized eyes, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

“I won’t be as cunning as a nerd and use the treasures I have accumulated in the ghost market for so many years to compete with you. I will only choose one.

Likewise, you can only choose one treasure."

"As long as your treasure can break the treasure I choose, I will voluntarily admit defeat. If it cannot break, then you lose.

You need to fulfill your bet and hand over your flesh and blood and your treasures."

"no problem!"

Shen Yuan readily agreed.

Pavilion Master Bao suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes full of triumph.

"Well, the treasure I choose is - the Treasure Pavilion!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

As one of the four pavilions in the Ghost Market, the Treasure Pavilion is indeed a rare treasure, but to say how precious it is is complete nonsense.

Among the collections of the Master of the Treasure Pavilion, there are many treasures whose value far exceeds that of the Treasure Pavilion.

But the Treasure Pavilion has a characteristic that is difficult to match with any other treasure, that is, the Treasure Pavilion is part of the Ghost Market, and its essence is almost the same as the masters of their four pavilions.

To break through the treasure pavilion, the difficulty is equivalent to breaking through the defense of the ghost market itself. This alone is enough to wipe out most of the offensive treasures.

Moreover, the Ghost Market also has the property of self-repair. As long as the Master of the Treasure Pavilion communicates with the Ghost Market to continuously repair the Treasure Pavilion, Shen Yuan will not be able to destroy the Treasure Pavilion no matter what.

The other three pavilion masters immediately thought of the key and all of them showed strange smiles on their faces.

The space inside the gambling pavilion began to expand continuously, and then swallowed up the entire treasure pavilion.

The huge building covered with jewels and precious stones appeared in front of Shen Yuan again, but the heavy defense connecting it to the Ghost Market was enough to daunt anyone.

"Sir, please come in!"

Pavilion Master Bao looked at Shen Yuan with ill intentions.

Shen Yuan's eyes swept across the treasure pavilion, his expression calm.

Although Pavilion Master Bao's approach seemed to have found a loophole, it actually played into Shen Yuan's hands to some extent.

When it comes to killing and slaying in this world, who can compare to a modern immortal sword?

His mind moved slightly, and a white light suddenly rose from the storage ring. The dark casino was illuminated as day in this instant.

The four pavilion masters of the Ghost Market felt their hair stand on end, and a great fear suddenly surged in their hearts.

They tried to use various means to see what was in the white light, but the next second, the purple qi of morning glow that could dispel evil spirits appeared on the Dark Sword. A purple dragon carrying sharp sword energy pierced through their pupils, and the pea-sized eyes of the treasure pavilion master were shattered, and blood gushed out of his eye sockets like a fountain.

“Damn it!!!”

The other three pavilion masters were not much better off, with cracks all over their eyeballs.

The immortal sword that possesses the energy to destroy evil can naturally restrain these ghosts. They are lucky enough to have their eyes exploded if they try to spy on them.

If Shen Yuan had mastered the art of the Disha sword, and with the help of the further revived Huiming sword, he could take this opportunity to kill all four pavilion masters.

The Huiming Sword pierced through the entire treasure pavilion without reservation. Countless treasures were scattered amid the roar of the explosion. The defenses of the Ghost Market were like nothing in front of the magic sword.

Ghost fog rose above the broken treasure pavilion. Ghost City instinctively tried to repair the treasure pavilion, but at this moment, the closed-eyed Candle Dragon inscription on the sword guard of Huiming Sword slowly opened its mouth.

In an instant, a large amount of ghost fog rushed towards the Huiming Sword, and even the broken treasure pavilion turned into ghost fog, in which there seemed to be the sharp wailing sounds of monsters and ghosts.

The four Pavilion Masters were completely stunned, and even Shen Yuan had not anticipated the situation before them.

The Zhulong pattern on the guard of Huiming Sword can show a cold and gloomy field. Shen Yuan is aware of this wonderful use.

But even though he was holding the Huiming Sword, he did not figure out how to trigger the cold and gloomy field.

At this moment, the Huiming Sword actively devoured the ghost fog in the Ghost Market, which made Shen Yuan immediately realize that the cold and gloomy field might have to be absorbed first before it could be released.

The ghost fog in front of him just met the standard for absorption by the Huiming Sword.

A large amount of ghost fog quickly gathered around the Huiming Sword, and the violently surging fog turned into a storm that swept across the entire ghost market.

In the howling storm, the broken treasure pavilion turned into mist and was completely swallowed by the Huiming Sword.

The Ghost Market, as an alien life form, finally reacted and began to withdraw the ghost fog that was trying to repair the treasure pavilion, while Huiming Sword continued to fight aggressively without giving in.

Finally, in this special confrontation, the entire broken treasure pavilion was abandoned by the Ghost Market, and the rising black fog was left to be swallowed by the Huiming Sword.

The ghost fog began to gradually fade, and after a few breaths it was completely absorbed by the Huiming Sword.

The once magnificent treasure pavilion has disappeared, leaving only ruins and scattered jewels covered in dust.

The ancient bronze sword seemed to be full and flew back to Shen Yuan's side, staggering.

Shen Yuan took the magic sword with his left hand. Suddenly, he heard the wailing of dead souls. Faintly, the other side of the Huiming Sword was quietly revealed to him.

At the junction of the scabbard and the sword body, a spot of rust fell again, turning into ash and dissipating into the air.

The newly reborn eyes of Pavilion Master Bao stared straight at the magic sword in Shen Yuan's left hand, his dull expression full of disbelief.

"A sect-protecting weapon? No, no, no!

Even if it was a Dao weapon, it would be impossible for it to forcibly destroy the treasure pavilion in such a dilapidated state, or even plunder some of the essence of ghosts from the Ghost Market. This is definitely more than just a Dao weapon!"

"Could it be that this is the legendary immortal weapon? A peerless immortal sword that was lost in history?"

The gambling house fell into dead silence again.

The shock brought by this gambling game was even greater than that of the two Earthly Demonic Powers.

In the last era of spiritual energy tide, although the Earthly Demonic Powers were rare, some rumors could still be heard. Even the Ghost Market Law Pavilion had mastered the lower-level magical powers derived from the Eight Earthly Demonic Powers.

But the legend of the Immortal Sword had disappeared tens of thousands of years ago along with the Jue Tian Di Tong.

At the gambling table, Shen Yuan tapped the table with his index finger and pronounced indifferently:

"Next!"