Chapter 365: Wind Spirit Grass, the Real Wei Yanyan (2)
"It's not impossible to hand it over, but there is only one Wind Spirit Grass, and there are so many of you, how can you divide it?" Ye Aoxue glanced at the other team of people intentionally or unintentionally, it was the people of the Blood Knife Sect of the Eight Rank Sect.
"Naturally, it's my Qingyang Gate!"
"Naturally, it's my bloody knife!"
The people on both sides said in unison, and Ye Aoxue suddenly smiled like a flower, "I said, there is only one Wind Spirit Grass, and naturally one party must give up." ”
Wei Yanyan stretched out her red tongue and licked her lips, and looked at the young man led by the Blood Knife Gate with a smile, "Qi Feng, you want to rob me?" There was undisguised killing intent in his smiling eyes, he Wei Yanyan was the real guy who hid a knife in his smile, and he could be said to be the most vicious person when he did things.
"Wei Yanyan, I'm not Qi Feng, I'm not that stupid Yan Batian, others are afraid of you, but I, Qi Feng, am not afraid of you." It was not the first time that Qi Feng and Wei Yanyan had dealt with each other, and he never dared to underestimate Wei Yanyan, a ladyboy.
"Ouch, Brother Qi Feng, you really hate it, the slave family is a girl, as a man, can't you let it be given to the slave family?" Wei Yanyan writhed ****, cocked her orchid finger and walked directly to Qi Feng, looking soft and boneless, she was about to fall into his arms, Qi Feng's eyes were cold, and he hurriedly avoided it.
"Wei Yanyan, put away your set for me."
"Brother Qi Feng......" Wei Yanyan let out a sweet voice again, shocking everyone present couldn't help but feel cold, and even Hua Yueying couldn't help but stand up her hair, it was just disgusting.
"Shut up, I told you it didn't work for me." A golden beetle suddenly appeared in Qi Feng's palm, and a golden-black mist began to emanate from his body, the smile on Wei Yanyan's face suddenly disappeared, and it suddenly became cold, and at the same time, a carving appeared in his hand.
"Since you are so ignorant of lifting, then let me teach you your poisonous skills." The figure jumped up, and countless carved flowers flew directly towards Qi Feng, leaving a string of afterimages at the moment of speeding in mid-air, and the impact air formed by the carvings shook the clothes of the rest of the disciples even more.
It looks like a sea of flowers, but it is the deadliest weapon, Qi Feng naturally does not dare to underestimate it, the Xuan Qi True Yuan condensed in his right hand covers the golden beetle in his left hand, and when he first touches it, it can actually corrode the Xuan Qi, making a popping sound, and he directly swung the poison out, which was also mixed with dark energy.
The two of them flew backwards at the same time, one to avoid the poison and the other to avoid the hidden weapon.
Bang!
The two strands of Xuan Qi collided, Wei Yanyan's carving was directly shaken down, and the silver carving was covered with black corrosion, and his face suddenly turned dark, "Qi Feng, I didn't expect your poison skills to improve again?" ”
"Each other, Wei Yanyan, your disgusting kung fu has also improved a lot."
"Humph!" The carved flowers corroded by the poisonous gas could no longer be used, Wei Yanyan had to take out the carvings again, this time the carvings were not silver, but a flower glass engraved with ancient textures, like flowers and not like flowers, and exuded aura, Yeyun, as an aura cultivator, was the first to notice the fluctuation of aura.
"This is a spiritual artifact?"
The voice of the candle dragon came into Yeyun's mind, "Female doll, this is not a spiritual weapon, but a spiritual treasure, I didn't expect that there are still people here who have spiritual treasures?" "What surprises even the candle dragon is not ordinary.
Qi Feng also sensed the strangeness of that thing and frowned slightly.