"Hahaha, hahahaha, what is mine is mine after all!"

Sensing the power contained in the golden dragon pattern spar, the old man laughed.

In his arms, there were already several dragon pattern spars hidden, although they couldn't be refined as quickly as Ye Chuan for a while, I don't know what these dragon pattern spars are for, but based on intuition, everyone knows that this is a good thing. If you leave the cave world and return to the Five Escapes, you can slowly refine and comprehend, break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, and then snatch the power of the Five Escapes!

After the head of the Five Escape Sect was involved in the cave world, there was no news of life and death, and Feng Shinobi, who had been peeking at the throne of the head for many years, naturally would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The masters of various sects and scattered cultivators came up, looking at the golden dragon pattern spar in Feng Ren's hand, and their eyes were hot and ready to move. However, looking at Feng Ren and the many elites of the Five Escape Sect who were clustered around him, he had to dispel the idea of forcibly seizing it.

Among the vast crowd of people, there are many who are as good as Feng Ren, and some even think that they are slightly better. However, there are many people in the five escapes, and the number of people is overwhelming and united, so that the ruthless devil does not dare to do it lightly.

Feng Ren glanced at the people's expressions, and the laughter was louder and fearless.

Originally, he thought that he had become a loner, but he didn't expect that after breaking into the Demon Dragon Dao, he unexpectedly met a group of disciples of the Five Escapes Sect, and in turn became the strongest person in turn. When he encounters something good, only he goes to rob others of their share, who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

"This old immortal, he was one step ahead again, what shit luck did he take today?"

Tuoba Xiong glanced at Feng Ren coldly, unwilling to let the golden dragon pattern spar fall into Feng Ren's hands, but there were fifty or sixty disciples of the Five Dunmen who were clustered around Feng Ren, almost twice as many as the disciples of the Xuanding Sect, and no matter how unwilling he was, he could only endure it. The Demon Dragon Road is winding, and I don't know how many dangers lie ahead, but there are many opportunities. Now and the wind to endure the desperate effort, in the end it will only cheapen others.

"Alas, this person, luck really can't be stopped, what's mine is mine, no one wants to rob it. ”

The old man of Fengnin obviously saw the unwillingness of his old opponent Tuoba Xiong, and he became even more proud in his heart, and he was cheap and obedient. The corners of Tuoba Xiong's mouth twitched, and there was an urge to go crazy in his heart, but he took a few deep breaths and still endured it, and deliberately turned around not to look at Feng Ren's expression, and there was a haha laugh in his ears, and the old guy was even more proud.

"Old immortal, who said that this treasure is yours?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded when the old man laughed, not loud, but clearly in everyone's ears.

Ye Chuan, who had been following far behind, suddenly took off his mask and walked up generously.

The disciples of the Five Dun Sect were well-trained, and they surrounded the wind ninja in the middle, even if they suddenly rushed out of the poisonous mist on both sides of the Demon Dragon Dao, it would be difficult to snatch the golden dragon pattern spar with one blow. Ye Chuan weighed it in his heart, and simply walked up head-on.

The laughter of the old guy stopped abruptly, and when he saw Ye Chuan walking over with his head held high, his heart suddenly felt as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly, and if he didn't kill him, no matter how good the treasure was, he would have a tasteless feeling. With a cold smile, a cold power fluctuation suddenly erupted in his body, pushing away the guards in front of him and walking towards Ye Chuan. The murderous aura is soaring, and the power fluctuations in the body are rising steadily.

"Hey, who's this young man?"

"I heard, what kind of big disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect, alone and only in the realm of a monk, this kid is tired of living?"

......

The crowd stirred, pointing at Ye Chuan and whispering.

Now, among the three major sects of the Cloud Mountain Range, Ye Chuan can be said to be in full swing. However, it was still very unfamiliar to other sect disciples and casual cultivators who came from afar. A generation of heroes like Tuoba Bear didn't dare to rob it openly, but Ye Chuan walked over to the wind alone, isn't this tired of being tired?

The people who had been rushing forward stopped and waited for a crushing without suspense, taking the opportunity to catch their breath and rest for a while.

Tuoba Xiong turned around and saw Ye Chuan's figure, frowning in disbelief.

With his cultivation, it was not easy to break into here, and he paid a heavy price, losing a lot of sect elites, only how did Ye Chuan from the monk realm come here?

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long, long time, and you kid came just in time. This treasure is not mine, could it be your Ye Chuan's?hahaha......"

Feng Ren strode up head-on, his face was hideous, and he couldn't help laughing. Before he could do anything, his heart began to feel happy, imagining the pleasure of grabbing Ye Chuan's throat and twisting his neck.

It's cool to overwhelm the crowd and seize the treasure, and then kill the enemy in public after capturing the treasure, and remove Ye Chuan, the thorn in the eye, it will be even cooler!

"It's not yours, of course it's mine, what's yours is mine. ”

Ye Chuan also strode forward, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

As expected, he suddenly rushed out of the poisonous mist, and it was difficult to get close to Feng Shinobi through the heavy guards. took off his mask and walked up in a dignified manner, and the old guy really came up to him, still thinking of himself as an ordinary cultivator of the monk realm. There's no way to snatch the treasure from the old guy's hand like this, it's unreasonable!

One is a True Realm elder who has accumulated power for many years in the Five Retreat Sect, and the other is a young disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect, is there any suspense in this battle?

Naturally not, looking at Ye Chuan, who was overwhelmed, people shook their heads, waiting to see how he died.

When the distance was shortened to seven meters, Ye Chuan suddenly stopped and said, "Old guy, let's make a bet, whoever loses the treasure will be whoever, how about it?"

"Who's betting with you, boy, are you qualified to bet with me?"

The old guy smiled coldly, and continued to press, the power fluctuations in his body were still rising, and a wind knife appeared in the air outside his body, murderous, "Now, this is not the time to discuss who the treasure belongs to, boy, what I want is your life! Why, are you scared? Have the courage to stand up, but now you are afraid......?"

The old man of Feng Ren smiled fiercely, and suddenly increased his speed, determined to kill Ye Chuan. With a shake of his body, he used the wind to escape in front of Ye Chuan, and the wind knife that was sharper than an ordinary flying sword covered Ye Chuan like a cloud.

"Kill!"

Feng Ren shouted loudly, and a shot was a full blow without any reservations.

The onlookers closed their mouths tightly, and Tuoba Bear's face became solemn, feeling the pressure on Wind Ninja's move. With his dignified identity as the master of the Xuanding Sect and the fourfold cultivation of the real human realm, he did not dare to block the edge of Feng Ren's move.

The poisonous mist on the right side of the Demon Dragon Road suddenly rolled up and down, and the little dragon hiding inside became nervous. When he opened his mouth and was about to scream, he suddenly remembered Ye Chuan's advice, and hid in the poisonous fog motionless and waited for the time to come.