If you don't fight in one place, what kind of gambling is this? What are you Jiang Moye, dare to interfere in my affairs. Feng Lian refused, and it was impossible to agree to Jiang Moye's conditions.

It's not that he's afraid of losing, it's that such a bet is simply vexatious.

Jiang Moye saw that Feng Lian didn't agree, and said: "Either you kill me, or let me kill you, otherwise I will haunt you to death." ”

Feng Lian really couldn't find any way to deal with people like Jiang Moye. "Can't be provoked, can't I still hide?" Feng Lian sighed in his heart, turned around and ran towards the Heishui River.

Jiang Moye looked at Feng Lian's back, and could only stomp her feet hatefully, she didn't dare to approach the Heishui River, where the spatial fluctuations could kill her at any time.

A few days later, Feng Lian still couldn't get rid of Jiang Moye. made him extremely depressed, no matter how he hid or hidden, Jiang Moye could find him. He examined his body again and again to make sure that no one else had left any marks. He also checked Haitian Yishi over and over again, and he checked each magic circle, but he still couldn't find the reason.

He even asked the black earthworm, and the black earthworm still replied "I don't know" very simply.

Feng Lian can't delay any longer, or fight with Jiang Moye. Otherwise, he would not dare to see her when he found Mengjie.

Last time he was in school, Meng Jie asked him why he didn't bring the gift she sent, he could change the topic once, but he couldn't always change the topic. told Meng Jie the truth, he was afraid that Meng Jie would be sad, saying that he didn't cherish the gift she gave. In front of Mengjie, he always had an inferiority complex. So he was afraid that Mengjie would be angry and that she would be sad.

And in his heart, he always felt that something was wrong. Every time he thought of the stone Mengjie had given him and the ethereal ring that his mother had left him, he had a feeling that he could get them back. So he's gambling with himself that he'll get the rock back.

"None of us use master-level spiritual weapons, and I'll fight you. Feng Lian shouted at Jiang Moye.

These words were in Jiang Moye's arms, she was more afraid of the other party's use of spiritual weapons than Feng Lian. The shadow left by the broken iron in her heart was too large for her to see the sun.

"Then you can't use that piece either...... That thing. Also, it is not allowed to use abuse. Jiang Moye pointed to Feng Lian's chest and said.

"Okay!" Feng Lian was even happier, Jing Yu fought hard with Zhao Yushi's stick last time, and the cracks that appeared are still cracking, which makes him feel distressed. I don't want it to be damaged again.

The two of them quickly found a clearing and quickly set up a magic circle to isolate the detection of the outside world's divine sense, and at the same time, to isolate the aura fluctuations caused by their battle.

Jiang Moye held his breath to come out, Feng Lian wanted to end the battle early and find Mengjie, of course, the breath he was holding in his heart was no less than Jiang Moye. So as soon as the two started fighting, they spared no effort to attack.

The field of wind and honesty is only for Jiang Moye, and the power is not ordinary. But he couldn't use the fire attribute technique, otherwise he would become Jiang Moye's nourishment. This is his biggest shortcoming in the battle with Jiang Moye.

Jiang Moye is constantly dodging, looking for the avenue of life in the realm of wind and integrity, and standing in it can avoid the constraints of the realm. Feng Lian was transformed into the realm of death, and she responded with the source of life.

Feng Lian secretly complained bitterly. In order to deal with himself, Jiang Moye can be said to have taken great pains. He was constantly practicing various plans to deal with him, and he was always busy with things outside of cultivation, consuming too much time and energy.

It had been a long time since he had cultivated his combat skills well, and when he encountered a cultivator like Jiang Moye who was specifically targeting him, it was very difficult to fight.

Feng Lian simply withdrew to the realm, relying on his self-healing ability and the strength of his physical body, and fought with Jiang Moye in close combat.

The triangular thorn in Feng Lian's hand drew a cold light, and it constantly clashed with a Xuan-level second-grade long sword in Jiang Moye's hand.

In terms of strength, Jiang Moye is a lot worse than Feng Lian, but her technique is "not touching the body", in addition to attacking strongly, she also attaches body skills. It is difficult for Feng Lian to hit her, and even if she does, it is difficult to seriously injure her.

Jiang Moye continued to release wooden stakes and smashed them towards Feng Lian, and then formed a cage to trap Feng Lian.

You can't use the fire attribute exercises, and the loss of Feng Lian is a bit big. The stake with the traces of the source of life has a self-healing ability similar to that of Feng Lian. It takes a lot of spiritual power to break them completely, unless they are burned with fire.

And those stumps continue to grow black leaves, shooting towards the wind, which is really unguardable.

To get out of the predicament, Feng Lian had to release it again

field, slowing down the speed of the stake closure, interfering with Jiang Moye's divine perception. Reduced Kuroba's hit rate a lot.

Feng Lian seized the opportunity and made a move to dance the sun. The fireball flew towards Jiang Moye, and suddenly whirled halfway through, smashing into the row of wooden stakes in front of him, shattering them.

But before Feng Lian could be happy, he found that the spiritual power emitted by the fireball was absorbed by Jiang Moye. Not only did he not hit her hard, but he also sent her provisions. The wind is so angry that he wants to scold.

The fire attribute technique can't be used, the soul skill can't be used, and the only means he has left are domain and melee combat skills.

Feng Lian released the realm without reservation, and even the blueprint of knowing the sea was presented, and thousands of road marks struck the wooden stake like lightning.

Jiang Moye felt the same way, his face swelled with unhealthy flushes, and more than ten wounds appeared on his body. At this time, Feng Lian discovered that Jiang Moye had the source of life, and his self-healing ability was even faster than him. The wound healed quickly.

Jiang Moye looked at Feng Lian with contempt and said, "Without soul skills, your combat power will be like this." ”

Although a little discouraged, Feng Lian was not affected by her, and she knew the sea and moved quickly, looking for a way to solve the dilemma in front of her.

Jiang Moye didn't give Feng Lian time to think, and released a row of wooden stakes, pressing towards Feng Lian, and at the same time raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed Feng Lian's neck.

In desperation, Feng Lian grabbed the Tree of Life in the center of the domain and swept towards Jiang Moye......

"You are shameless, you scoundrel, you actually use soul skills!" Jiang Moye, who was swept out of the isolation circle, protested loudly. This blow shattered the forehead fall blow of her master, which was specially used to defend against the wind and incorruptible soul technique.

If there is no forehead pendant, it is estimated that even if she does not collapse, she will overturn the river and the sea, and it will be a mess.

Feng Lian was also dizzy for a while, this sweep was very inexplicable, and the soul power consumed was three times that of the peerless dark hand. The sea of knowledge dried up in an instant, and the rocky seabed was revealed.

"It turns out that the tree of life can also be used like this?!" This is Feng Lian's truest thought at the moment. But soon he didn't dare to think so, and the tree's green leaves were now yellow, with a little black spots on them.

Let him sweep it like this again, and it is estimated that the tree of life will become a dead tree.

Jiang Moye regained his senses, and when he saw Feng Lian standing there stupidly, he was willing to let him go, took out the master's three-grade double sword, and rushed towards Feng Lian.

When Feng Lian came to his senses, he had no chance to dodge, so he could only take out the mirror and take it hard. Jiang Moye saw the death of the mirror and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

I don't know if she did it intentionally or unintentionally, Feng Lian had tried to avoid the position of the crack, and his left hand sword still fell in the center of the crack.

"Ding...... Click......"

Jiang Moye's left-hand sword had an extra gap. The crack in the mirror was half a centimeter long.

"You're crazy, I didn't use soul skills. "As a last resort, Feng Lian doesn't want to carry it hard with the master's three-grade spiritual weapon. I only hope that Jiang Moye will stop.

"My master's spiritual weapons are all broken, and you still say that you didn't use soul skills, go to death!" Jiang Moye had already noticed the crack on the mirror corpse, and he didn't give up, and stabbed at the crack with another sword.

Feng Lian would rather be injured himself than be injured again, it is a life-saving artifact, and it is not worth scrapping it here.

He said that all his spiritual power was gathered in his arms, and he swung his palm towards Jiang Moye's sword body.

"Hum!" sounded, and a purple-black scar appeared on Feng Lian's palm. Feng Lian was a little calmer in his heart, as long as he didn't touch the blade, he could still fight Jiang Moye.

And Jiang Moye's hands kept shaking. She looked at Feng Lian in surprise, she knew that his strength was strong, but she didn't expect it to be so strong.

The two of you went back and forth, and after more than a dozen moves, Feng Lian's hands from the forearm to the palm almost turned purple. And Jiang Moye's hands kept trembling, the joints turned white, and the blood from the torn tiger's mouth flowed.

Feng Lian rushed towards Jiang Moye again, exerting the Jiefeng step to the extreme, and went around behind Jiang Moye. A slap slammed into her back, and his feet wrapped around her waist, twisting her to the ground.

Feng Lian's triangular thorn pressed against Jiang Moye's jaw, gritted his teeth and said: "Accept it or not, admit defeat or not!"

"Do you think you can win me?" A black leaf appeared behind Jiang Moye, entangled in the triangular thorn like lightning. This is her fourth exercise of Autumn Leaf Xu, "One Leaf Knows Autumn", this leaf can be as light as a feather, or as heavy as Mount Tai.

Sticking to the triangular thorns, it makes Feng Lian feel like lifting ten thousand mountains, and it is difficult to move a single bit.

Feng Lian hurriedly let go of Jiang Moye, because more than a dozen pointed wooden stakes appeared behind him and pointed directly at the back of his heart.

Triangular spikes struck the stakes, though they failed to cut them off or shatter. But slowed down their speed and power. Feng Lian slapped the wooden stakes again, and finally slapped them into crumbs.

Feng Lian looked at the source of life contained in the cyan powder flying in the sky, and suddenly longed for refining. Before he could reappear, the cyan powder quickly turned white. The source of life was passively absorbed by him.

That's not all, Feng Lian's mental method is running faster and faster, and the speed of absorption is getting faster and faster. In the end, he was able to find the source of the source of life by using cyan powder, and directly extracted the aura in Jiang Moye's body.

The initiator is the tree of life in the sea of knowledge. This reminded Feng Lian of ten years ago, when the golden blood healed him in the Shattered Domain, he was also absorbed by the aura in his body in this way.

"What are you doing, stop it!" Jiang Moye's aura leaked out uncontrollably, making her pale in fright.

Feng Lian was extremely happy, and laughed: "Hahaha, you also have today." This is called treating others in the way of others, so that you can also feel the feeling of your spiritual power becoming nourishment for others. ”

"Hurry up and stop......" Jiang Moye's voice stopped abruptly, and he lay on the ground with a bloodless face.

Feng Lian hurriedly cut off the invisible roots of the Tree of Life that absorbed the aura of Jiang Moye. Picked up a dead branch and poked Jiang Moye, "Hey, don't pretend, I know you can't die." ”

"Hey, don't pretend, pretend I'll pull you naked. ”

"Hey, wake up, pretend I'm really pinching your boobs!"

Feng Lian put her hand on Jiang Moye's chest, but she still didn't react.

Feng Lian finally became a little nervous, and he didn't hate Jiang Moye much. She was going to die at the hands of someone else, and he wouldn't even look at it. But if he dies at his own hands, he still has some difficulty accepting it.

He picked Jiang Moye up, she was in a coma, he didn't dare to inspect her body easily, otherwise both of them might be injured. After thinking for a moment, he tried to cross a wisp of spiritual power to see how she reacted.

Before the aura had passed, Feng Lian's lower abdomen had been pierced by Jiang Moye's sword. Fortunately, the flying defense of the Xuan-level Yipin is amazing, and her sword is only inserted into a small section.

But master-level spiritual weapons all have additional attributes, which make him feel unbearable pain. Feng Lian remembered that he was also stabbed by her last time, which made him almost give up saving himself and choose to die.

"Treacherous, dishonest bastard, you can die!" Jiang Moye pushed hard and inserted another half inch.

Enraged, Feng Lian threw Jiang Moye into the air and punched her in the waist.

"Click" crisp bone breaking sound. Jiang Moye was knocked out of the isolation circle, and the blood in his mouth sprayed all the way.

Feng Lian threw a triangular thorn, sealed her acupuncture points, and pinned her to the trunk of a tree. flew in front of her and said coldly: "Now I can kill you at any time, you lose." Keep the gambling contract, we will never get along!"

"You bastard, this game doesn't count. You broke the contract first and used the soul technique. Jiang Moye shouted angrily.

"I'll repeat, I didn't use soul skills!" Feng Lian couldn't bear it anymore and yelled.

"I don't care, I didn't lose anyway!" Jiang Moye roared not to be outdone.

"It doesn't matter, if you follow me again, I'll kill you once!" Feng Lian finished speaking, and turned to leave.

Looking at Feng Lian's back, Jiang Moye shouted anxiously: "Then hurt each other!"

"Bastard, you put me down, you give me back. ”

"Bastard, you can't do this to me......"

Feng Lian didn't look back, let him shout, and rushed towards the Tiansheng Bridge at great speed.

"Help, bastard, come back and save me!"

Feng Lian still didn't look back, and finally climbed to the bridge. Feng Lian looked back at the Shenri Forest and looked at the vast and boundless Western Continent. I silently thought in my heart, "One day I will be back!"

In the end, he couldn't help but look at the place where Jiang Moye was imprisoned, and in just half an hour, her acupoint would automatically unravel.

With his eyesight, he could see the scenery hundreds of miles away clearly, and when he saw Jiang Moye, Feng Lian scolded, "Women are really troublesome!"