"So what?" replied the woman indifferently.

Another sword light flew by, Yun Feng's heart trembled slightly, and he only felt a dangerous coldness spread throughout his body, and this sword light could actually lock his breath!

Could it be her Cold Moon Void Spirit?!

Yun Feng hurriedly cast Yun Feitian and retreated backwards more than ten meters away, but he still couldn't stop the sword light from tracking his breath, and he was about to stab his head.

"Drink!" With a loud shout, Yun Feng clenched his fist, and a sword-shaped void spirit appeared above his head, and the blue-white brilliant brilliance flashed away.

"Today's events, I Yun Feng wrote them down!"

A cold voice came, leaving only the woman standing in place, a sword light just now, although he didn't use all his strength, it was enough to kill Yun Feng's life, but in an instant, that blue-white sword light actually canceled out his sword light.

"Could it be.... Sword cultivation?" the woman murmured, a little complicated in her heart.

And the two Lingxiao disciples not far from the cultivation cave mansion were not shocked when they saw Yun Feng walking out unharmed, could it be that Senior Sister Mengxi let this kid go?

However, when they saw Mengxi, who was wrapped in a thin veil, walking out of the cultivation cave, their eyes almost burst out, this graceful body, if they were held in their arms, would they not be able to die of refreshment?

But it's just a matter of thinking about it, Senior Sister Mengxi's status in Lingxiao Sect is extraordinary, in fact, they can be touched by ants like this, and in Lingxiao Sect, because of Senior Sister Mengxi's beauty, there is a large group of suitors who support it.

If they see it....

Thinking of these two people, they carefully wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

......

Yun Feng went down the mountain and came to an open place, holding his sore right hand, a trace of coldness crossed his heart, in this world of the weak and the strong, only by becoming stronger can he live!

"To survive, to survive!" Yun Feng kept shouting in his heart.

After feeling Mengxi's strength, Yun Feng frowned, he understood that Mengxi didn't use all his strength, otherwise he wouldn't be able to resist it with his own strength alone.

"Let's go to the Contribution Hall. Yun Feng suddenly thought of one of the rules of the Lingxiao Sect, that is, the points system, and he had already harvested a lot of beast cores in the Moyun Forest.

Looks like it's time to make a trip.....

After making up his mind, Yun Feng went to the Contribution Hall, and now at this hour, when there were only a few people, he walked to the door of the Contribution Hall, and a fragrance came.

I didn't have time to savor it, a sound of drowsiness came, Yun Feng walked in suspiciously, the quaint tables and chairs, an incense burner was placed on the table, and the ethereal white floated in the air.

Yun Feng turned his head and saw an old man lying on his stomach next to a counter, his pale beard fluttering around with a heavy snort.

"Uh-"

Yun Feng looked at the old man at the counter with a black line, and his heart was rushing.

This is too far from the old-timers of the martial arts hall, right?!

"That, Senpai?"

Although he was speechless, Yun Feng still did not forget the purpose of his coming here, in exchange for the Spiritual Qi Pill, improve his cultivation strength, and face the Outer Gate Dabi, in less than half a month, he must break through to the Soul Realm as much as possible.

"Huh?"

The old man sat up half-asleep, staring at Yun Feng in front of him with lazy eyes, and Yun Feng was furious when he saw it.

Does this old man ..... to himself

"What should you be guilty of disturbing the old man's rest?" said the old man, holding his beard.

"Hey?" Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, looking at the "pretending" old man in front of him with a dull expression.

"Haha, I won't tease you, since you're here, what do you want to change?" the old man straightened his face, squinted at Yun Feng and said.

"How many Aura Pills can these be exchanged for?"

Yun Feng took out the beast cores he had hunted in Moyun Forest from his arms with a black line, and put them on the table, there were nearly dozens of them.

"Oh, the harvest is not bad, the outer disciples contribute four points per month, plus these should have forty-three points of contribution, and the Spiritual Qi Pill is a mid-level elixir of spiritual products, each one can be exchanged for five contribution points, how much do you want to exchange?"

"Exchange for eight, can the remaining three contribution points be exchanged for weapons?" Yun Feng asked.

The old man helped his beard, took out a small wooden box from the counter and put it in front of Yun Feng without saying a word, and then took out a worn-out iron sword wrapped in black cloth from behind and threw it into Yun Feng's arms, and then took out the account book and wrote it down.

"Three contribution points can only be used for this, if it's good, earn more contribution points!" the old man said with a serious face.

"Thank you for the advice of the seniors, and the disciple will retire. After Yun Feng performed the disciple's salute, he stepped out of the contribution hall without looking back.

Just kidding, if you say such a light thing, you can't wait to redeem this contribution hall!

"Hehe, Yun Feng, it's quite interesting...... the old man said with a smile after watching Yun Feng step out of the contribution hall.