Chapter Eighty-Nine: Losing to a Whore

Deep in the mountains, Ye Feng thought about it, he now has no spirit stones on his body and no need to refine some pills to sell, but the premise is that he has a large number of spirit grasses, as long as there are alchemy materials, there is no need to worry about no spirit stones. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Moreover, now that he is already a third-level peak cultivator of the Dao Mind Realm, he can barely refine the four-grade pill with his powerful divine sense, you must know that this pill is already qualified to enter the auction conference, and it is possible that the price will increase ten times or twenty times at that time.

Having said that, you have to find the fourth-grade spirit grass first, Ye Feng just wanted to sacrifice the lower-grade spirit sword, and a girl's figure appeared behind him.

"Stinky thief, are you trying to escape?"

Mu Xiaomei's indignant little eyes glared at Ye Feng, her cheeks were still a little red at the moment, as if she thought of what had just happened, and her face was annoyed.

"What are you doing, why do you keep following me!"

Ye Feng glanced at Mu Xiaomei, her expression was calm, what happened just now was indeed a little embarrassing, but since it had happened, it was useless to keep it in your heart.

"Hmph, stinky thief, who do you think you are, who rarely follows you!" Seeing Ye Feng's indifferent attitude, Mu Xiaomei was even more angry, but suddenly forgot the purpose of her trip.

This little girl has a small mouth but is so unclean, one by one is called a lewd thief, Ye Feng frowned, he didn't care about it anymore, and he was a little angry in his heart, so he said, "What happened just now was purely a coincidence, and besides, you saw me well, you are the lewd thief, the female prostitute..."

"Ahh

Mu Xiaomei screamed and retorted loudly, putting all the blame on the other party.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, this person was not reasonable at all, and walked forward directly without paying attention to it.

Seeing Ye Feng leaving, Mu Xiaomei remembered her purpose, and landed in front of Ye Feng on her tiptoes, pointing at him with her right hand and saying, "Hmph! ā€

Ye Feng smiled coldly, "Before the competition that day, I suggested that you could rest for half an hour to recover your spiritual power, but who can you rely on if you don't listen to this!" After finishing speaking, Mu Xiaomei, who avoided in front of her, walked forward.

Mu Xiaomei followed behind and said, "I don't care, anyway, it's a fact that I consumed too much aura at that time, otherwise you wouldn't have beaten me, we have to fight again." ā€

"No!" Ye Feng directly refused. "Are you afraid of losing!" Mu Xiaomei said disdainfully.

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to Mu Xiaomei anymore, and Mu Xiaomei kept following behind him, constantly using some humiliating words and agitation methods to force her to compete, which was annoying.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng really couldn't bear it anymore, "Okay, I agree to the competition!" Mu Xiaomei beside her stopped her personal attack.

The two of them each took out their own magic weapons, and Ye Feng realized that this Mu Xiaomei was so confident that her feelings had broken through to the second layer of the Dao Mind Realm, but his current cultivation was no longer the same, but in order to make Mu Xiaomei leave as soon as possible, the first move directly used the strongest blow "Purple Qi from the East"

Ye Feng is not a person who loves to kill, with his strong cultivation and spiritual power, if this move is used with all his strength, Mu Xiaomei will be seriously injured if he does not die, so this time he only used sixty percent of his mana.

A purple spear about ten zhang long slashed through the sky like a purple divine dragon and pressed towards Mu Xiaomei, seeing this amazing blow, Ye Feng was very satisfied in his heart, although he only used sixty percent of his mana, it was several times more powerful than the previous full force attack.

The 'Purple Qi from the East' of the Consummation Realm can be divided into countless or combined into one, and the fighters are fleeting, and the merger and division all depend on their own combat experience.

Mu Xiaomei didn't expect Ye Feng to use this trick at the beginning, but she had learned how powerful it was, so she also directly used her most powerful move.

Suddenly, a huge whirlpool was created out of thin air, and the other side of the whirlpool seemed to be connected to the dark purgatory, which continued to gush out churning black gas, which was extremely shocking, and the huge suction force was several times stronger than before, and the nearby boulders rolled and the big trees were uprooted, and they were all crushed in the whirlpool and disappeared.

At this time, Ye Feng's attack finally arrived, there was no expected loud noise, and the huge spear was sucked into the whirlpool, that is, Mu Xiaomei, who was in excellent condition at this moment, suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and her face was pale, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted, and frequently hit her spiritual power into her Ruyi Red Silk, and the suction of the whirlpool suddenly became even stronger.

Just when the ten-zhang long spear was twisted and there was still a little left, Mu Xiaomei finally couldn't support it, her face was as white as paper, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the huge whirlpool disappeared immediately, and the remaining spear slammed into her body again and flew out for several zhang, the strange thing is that this blow was not small but did not bring much injury to Mu Xiaomei.

But the result is obvious, "one move to defeat!"

Mu Xiaomei knew that her injuries were not light, so she quickly took out a spirit pill and took it, her face suddenly turned bloody, and then she lay there motionless with a sad expression.

Ye Feng's blow just now was still underestimated by himself, he originally thought that Mu Xiaomei would be seriously injured, but found that it was not a big problem, so he walked forward and said, "Miss Mu, it should be fair now, I won." ā€

With that, he turned to leave.

"Ahh I lost, I actually lost to the whore..."

Ye Feng was funny in his heart at this time, this Mu Xiaomei actually sat there and cried, crying with two calves and shaking her expression full of sadness and unwillingness, hum, as long as you win, don't you allow others to win, it's really the temper of the eldest lady.

Although he didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, he wouldn't coax an eldest lady for no reason, so he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and directly sacrificed the inferior spirit weapon Imperial Sword and left.

Originally, he didn't want to take out the spirit sword he got by chance in front of outsiders, but after thinking about it, this Mu Xiaomei is a member of the Mu family, it shouldn't be such a coincidence to worship the Danding Sect again.

......

Half an hour later, Ye Feng had already flown out hundreds of miles, this time he planned to enter the nearest Ten Thousand Demon Forest, only this place had countless high-grade spirit grasses.

At this moment, a black dot appeared within the range of his divine sense.

Ye Feng fixed his eyes and saw Mu Xiaomei stepping on the red silk and flying in this direction with a resolute expression, her eyes kept looking forward, obviously looking for him, and she suddenly felt helpless in her heart.

He stopped and stopped walking, and after a while, Mu Xiaomei came to him.

Ye Feng said, "Miss Mu, why are you still following me, if you want to defeat me, you should hurry up and go home and work hard to cultivate." ā€

Mu Xiaomei's face was firm and said, "You are older than me now, and your cultivation is higher than me, of course, you can beat me, but with my talent, I will definitely catch up with you in a short time, and I will leave when the time comes." ā€

Ye Feng was completely impressed by her, and said speechlessly, "Whatever you want"

Immediately, he flew into the distance again, and the speed was obviously a few points faster than just now, and Mu Xiaomei could only be chased by the lag behind.