Lu Zifeng looked at the young man in brocade playfully, and sneered: "Want to do it?"

Seeing Lu Zifeng's unrestrained appearance, didn't he know that he only had the strength of the late stage of the Xuandan Realm, and he had the strength of the end of the Xuandan Realm?

After the young man in brocade thought that he had confirmed Lu Zifeng's identity as a hillbilly, the young man in brocade became even more unscrupulous, and said: "Young Master Ben repeatedly, give me your flying spirit beast Wind Splitting Shenpeng, maybe I can spare your life in this way." If you don't know each other, Hugh blames Young Master Ben for being polite. ”

Lu Zifeng sneered: "Who the fuck do you think you are? Don't think that you have the strength at the end of the Xuandan Realm, I'm afraid of you, I'm too lazy to talk to a fool like you." ”

As he spoke, Lu Zifeng urged the Wind Splitting Shenpeng to prepare to fly towards a nearby big city.

The young man in brocade saw that Lu Zifeng looked like he didn't have oil and salt, and he was ready to take the Wind Splitting Shenpeng to continue his journey. The flight speed of the Splitting Wind Shenpeng is several times that of his own Tempest Dapeng Bird, once the Splitting Wind Shenpeng flies away, he will definitely not be able to catch up with Lu Zifeng.

The young man in brocade was anxious, this Split Wind Shenpeng liked it very much, and if he missed this opportunity, he would have no chance, so the young man in brocade made up his mind, and hurriedly called Lu Zifeng, and said: "Turtle grandson, don't leave if you have a kind, I want to duel with you." If you lose, you're going to give me your Wind Splitting Divine Peng. If I lose, I ...... I ......"

The young man in brocade choked as he spoke, he didn't know what kind of chips could impress Lu Zifeng, so he couldn't think of what he wanted to give Lu Zifeng if he lost for a while.

Lu Zifeng had already wanted to leave, more things were better than less, however, this brocade-clothed young man seemed a little stupid, did he really think that he could defeat himself with the strength at the end of the Xuandan Realm?

In the case of exerting his full strength, the martial artists of the Divine Spirit Realm can be defeated by themselves, and now a small martial artist at the end of the Xuandan Realm, how can he be defeated.

This brocade-clothed young man looks like the son of a big force, he should have a lot of yang spirit stones on his body, and he gave all the yang spirit stones on his body to his family, and now his body is poor and white, and there is not a single yang spirit stone.

Without the Yang Spirit Stone, most things could not be done by yourself, especially cultivation. The cultivation of the Xuandan Realm and the realms above the Xuandan Realm requires a large number of Yang Spirit Stones, and without the assistance of Yang Spirit Stones, the progress speed of one's cultivation will decrease exponentially.

It's just right, now there's a big wrongdoer here, and if you don't kill him hard, you can't help it, right?

Lu Zifeng motioned for the Wind Splitting Shenpeng to stop and said, "That's good." If I lose, I'll give you the Wind Splitting Divine Peng. If you lose, all you need to do is give me five million Yang Spirit Stones. ”

Hearing this, the brocade-clothed young man gasped and said, "Stinky boy, you might as well grab three million yang spirit stones?"

Lu Zifeng also knew that the amount of five million Yang Spirit Stones was indeed a bit large, so he took a step back and said, "Then two million Yang Spirit Stones can't be less." ”

The brocade-clothed young man sneered: "Stinky boy, a Wind Splitting Shenpeng is worth about 300,000 to 500,000. If you lose, you're just losing 500,000 Yang Spirit Stones. If I lose, I'll have to lose two million Yang Spirit Stones. You think this young master is stupid, these young masters will still count. ”

Lu Zifeng sneered: "You don't even have the confidence to defeat me, you win, that's 500,000 yang spirit stones for nothing, don't you think you yourself are not my opponent? I'll give you five seconds, and if you don't decide, don't stand in the way of Lao Tzu, who still has something to do. ”

When the young man in brocade was said by Lu Zifeng, his face showed strong confidence, he didn't think that Lu Zifeng was his opponent. Since he was completely sure, how could he not do this kind of good thing of earning 500,000 yang spirit stones for nothing.

However, the young man in brocade is not stupid, Lu Zifeng dares to provoke him like this, he must have some ability, otherwise, he would not have made this bet with himself. The young man in brocade didn't believe that Lu Zifeng could defeat him.

He also cultivated several powerful spiritual martial arts, and a hillbilly like Lu Zifeng definitely didn't have the opportunity to cultivate high-level spiritual martial arts. His spiritual power cultivation is one level higher than Lu Zifeng's, and his martial arts cultivation is also stronger than Lu Zifeng's, if he can't defeat Lu Zifeng in this way, he will really be in vain for the Duan family.

Thinking of this, the young man in brocade finally made up his mind and said, "Okay, this young master will make this bet with you." Young Master Ben didn't believe it, a small martial artist in the late stage of the Xuandan Realm, Young Master Ben couldn't solve it. ”

Lu Zifeng saw that the young man in brocade had taken the bait, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The fish was hooked, he couldn't escape if he wanted to, and he would definitely be able to get his hands on these two million yang spirit stones.

Lu Zifeng said: "Okay, let's duel in this open space below." As he spoke, Lu Zifeng's finger pointed to a vast clearing under the feet of the two.

The brocade-clothed young man looked at Lu Zifeng's fingers, and the open space below was indeed very suitable for two people to duel, so he nodded lightly and said, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, the brocade-clothed boy urged the wind-swept Dapeng bird to land, and Lu Zifeng also followed the brocade-clothed boy to land.

The brocade-clothed young man looked at Lu Zifeng, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, as if he could imagine that when the time came, he got the Wind Splitting Divine Peng, and Lu Zifeng looked annoyed.

The brocade-clothed boy couldn't wait, he wanted to end the battle immediately, and then get Lu Zifeng's Splitting Wind Shenpeng in his hands.

As a result, the brocade-clothed young man didn't have any nonsense, and the strength of the end of the Xuandan Realm emanated from his body, and a huge strong wind spread out around the two of them.

Lu Zifeng was not to be outdone, and his strength in the late stage of the Xuandan Realm completely exploded. However, the momentum exuded by Lu Zifeng's body was still a little different from the momentum exuded by the young man in brocade. This is the difference in spiritual cultivation.

The brocade-clothed boy also noticed this gap, which made him even more convinced that the victory would belong to him.

The storage ring on the young man's finger flashed in a flash, and a cyan long sword appeared in the young man's hand. The cyan long sword shone brightly, and several wind patterns were engraved on the sword body, obviously this cyan long sword was not ordinary.

"Wind Slash!"

The brocade-clothed boy didn't want to drag the battle down, and directly performed a martial art that was not weak, and a sharp wind blade flew out of the cyan long sword and slashed sharply towards Lu Zifeng.

This wind blade was extremely sharp, and wherever it passed, a piercing sound of breaking wind sounded, and the space was marked with a faint white mark by the sharpness of the wind blade.

The expression on Lu Zifeng's face remained unchanged, although the power of this wind blade was good, but the young man in brocade clothes wanted to defeat himself like this, obviously thinking too much about reality.

This wind blade, he doesn't even need to use the Polar Ice Drifting Snow Knife, he can easily resist this wind blade by casting the Ice Blade String Moon Slash.

Lu Zifeng pulled out the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife pinned to his waist, and the Ice Blade String Moon Slash was quickly unleashed, and an ice blade carried a cold air against the Wind Blade.

With a bang, a violent collision sounded, and the wind blade and the ice blade were both annihilated, and in this collision, no one took advantage.

The young man in brocade obviously didn't expect that the first battle would end like this, and began to pay attention to Lu Zifeng. No wonder this guy dared to bet himself that he had two brushes.

The brocade-clothed young man sneered: "This time you can take my wind blade slash, next time you won't be so easy to take my attack." ”

Lu Zifeng asked rhetorically, "Hehe, is it?"

The brocade-clothed boy did not answer Lu Zifeng, this time, he used the wind blade again, but this time the brocade-clothed boy did not cast one wind blade, but three wind blades.

Seeing this, Lu Zifeng sneered: "The carving insect skill also dares to show ugliness in front of me!"

Saying that, Lu Zifeng once again used the Ice Blade String Moon Slash, but this time, Lu Zifeng's Ice Blade String Moon Slash was not just one ice blade, but a full five ice blades, which was much more powerful than the three wind blades of the brocade-clothed boy.

The five cold ice blades met the three wind blades, and the continuous collision sounded, how the three ice blades were the opponents of the five ice blades, the three wind blades were destroyed at once, but three of the five ice blades were also destroyed, and the remaining two ice blades were castrated, and they still slashed at the brocade-clothed young man with no relent.

The brocade-clothed young man saw that his three wind blades were broken by Lu Zifeng at once, and his face showed a little panic, but he quickly reacted, the cyan long sword danced, and another wind blade flew away, blocking one of the two ice blades, and the remaining ice blade slashed hard at his body in the frightened appearance of the brocade-clothed young man.

Clang!

A crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and the brocade-clothed boy's shirt was shattered by the ice blade, revealing a faint golden color under the broken clothes. Obviously, the brocade-clothed boy was wearing an inner armor with not weak defensive power, otherwise, the ice blade just now would have to be in the hands of the brocade-clothed boy.

How did the young man in brocade think that he would fall into a disadvantage, he was so angry that he had been overwhelmed by anger, glared at Lu Zifeng viciously, and roared angrily: "Grandson Turtle, you are still the first person who has succeeded in making me angry in so many years, and next, I will let you, a hillbilly, see what the best spiritual martial arts is." ”

"Wind Splitting Vacuum Slash!"

An angry roar came from the brocade boy's mouth, and an unusually large wave emanated from the cyan long sword in the brocade boy's hand.

The power of this martial art must be extraordinary!