Chapter 11: Scuffle
Libei opened his eyes and saw that Lian Xin, the girl, was lucky enough to pick up a fourth-order repair performance elixir pack, which was still a permanent skill.
Targeted.
The two of them both belong to the golden spiritual root, and they are fighting for it.
Libei suddenly felt bad, and was about to pass, but saw that Ren Fei also appeared behind the two of them like a ghost, and gave the two of them a palm.
Libei flew over, grabbed Lian Xin in the air, and the two landed steadily.
The man was not so lucky, and he fell straight on the stone wall, and he couldn't buckle it.
With a flash of golden light, the elixir bag was also pocketed by Ren Fei.
"Ren Feiye, get the fourth-order elixir pack."
The stone wall echoed with a cold male voice.
The rest of the crowd looked at each other, and greed grew in their hearts.
"Come with me." While the scene is not completely out of control.
Libei whispered in Lian Xin's ear.
The two of them came to the secret room, and at this time, there was only a quarter of an hour left before the closing time of the secret realm.
"Libei! Aren't you not allowed to enter the secret room? ”
Li Bei looked back, looked at her faintly, and saw that Lian Xin's heart was furious.
"Don't be stupid, good."
Li Bei condensed the light sword in his hand and smashed it into the wall of light in front of Lian Xin.
"Libei!"
Lian Xin trembled with fright.
"Attack! Don't stand! ”
Lian Xin was heartbroken, and when Libei was replaced, she also condensed and smashed it.
The wall of light rippled, and as the two of them took turns to increase their strength, the white light of the wall of light gradually pierced the eye.
"Let's go."
Libei grabbed Lian Xin's hand, and the two rolled in together.
At this time, it was already very chaotic outside.
Everyone competes for the spirit treasure, except for Meng Jie, he doesn't dare to move, as long as Ren Fei also takes a fancy to it, he will definitely get it.
His name echoed on the stone walls for a long time.
Mo Nianqing was gray-faced, and he took the lead in grabbing a few bottles of high-grade elixir, so he became a thorn in Ren Feiye's side.
A few more golden rays of light swept by, rubbing Mo Nian's calves.
He fell and ate, only to see Ren Fei also walking step by step in the dust.
"Give it to me."
"Give your dad a leg!" He held out his hand.
Mo Nianqing was angry, and he threw out a thunder talisman.
Thunder belongs to the five elements, restraining all spiritual breath.
The thunder charm burst into flames, and suddenly there were clouds outside, and the thunder was rolling.
Ren Fei also frowned, and the thunder with thick fingers quickly slashed down on his head, Ren Fei was also beaten, and he almost knelt down.
"You're looking for death!"
Ren Fei also had a fierce look on his face, but before he could make a move, there were several thunderbolts one after another, each of which was comparable to the full attack of a third-order cultivator.
The spiritual breath in the stone room fluctuated, and the dust was everywhere.
Mo Nianqing raised the corners of his mouth, these few thunder and lightning talismans may not be as valuable as the elixir, he just couldn't get used to Ren Feiye's arrogant appearance.
Before the dust could completely dissipate, Ren Fei, who was wearing a fifth-order spiritual weapon repair armor, also pounced like a hungry wolf, raised his knife and stabbed him in the left eye.
Mo Nianqing didn't expect him to be so crazy, fell to the ground, and rolled away in embarrassment.
Ren Fei also pressed forward step by step, not giving him a chance to react at all.
Mo Nianqing held the blade with his bare hand and snorted.
Ren Feiyan pressed down with all his might, his eyes were full of madness and paranoia, panting like a beast.
The tip of the knife approached step by step, and it was not too far from Mo Nian's clear eyes.
Blood dripped down Mo Nianqing's palm, mottled half of his face, and he clenched his teeth.
At this moment, the fiery red aura suddenly ignited from top to bottom on Ren Feiye's thin back.
Ren Fei also twisted and shouted, he threw down Mo Nianqing suddenly, only to see Meng Jie standing not far away, with an indifferent expression, but the center of his palm was still glowing with residual fire.
"Do you want a face? Enough is enough. Meng Jie's eyes were extremely sharp, "What's in it for you to make a fuss about your life?" ”
Mo Nianqing was about to get up, but Ren Fei also kicked him in the jaw, and Mo Nianqing was about to fall to the ground, but Ren Fei also grabbed his neck.
"Boy, I remember you."
Ren Fei also said softly.
Mo Nianqing trembled with anger, but there was an explosion in the distance, accompanied by a great fluctuation of spiritual breath.
All eyes are drawn to the past.
Ren Fei didn't know what to think, so he left Mo Nianqing and rushed over.
Here, Libei and Lian Xin broke into the secret room, only to see that the secret room was empty, only a stone pillar stood in the center, and at the top of the stone pillar, there was a suspended giant sword, the whole body was black, and the golden light was so dim that it was almost gone.
Libei closed his eyes and sensed the strong spiritual breath in front of him.
This is it!
Libei made a move, and the lightsaber slashed at the stone pillar below, but the stone pillar did not move.
"Libei?" Lian Xin didn't understand why she didn't take the sword when she put it, but instead cut up the stone pillar, and she also wanted to help.
As soon as the golden aura touched the stone pillar, the stone pillar shook violently, emitting a rich green aura that filled the entire chamber like a tide.
Until all the golden light of Lian Xin was overshadowed, Libei stood at the front and didn't feel it, but when he turned his head, he saw Lian Xin's face was pale, as if he had been injured internally.
"Get out of here."
Thinking that Jin Mu is incompatible, Lian Xin stays in the secret room with such a strong wood power, and he is afraid that he will also suffer internal injuries.
She also picked up a lot of high-level spiritual weapons, and the quality far surpassed the ones outside.
Lian Xin nodded, but when he turned his head, he found that the wall of light was fused together.
"Libei, I can't get out!" Lian Xin shouted, but when he turned around, he saw that Libei had given up a hard attack.
Sweat was sticking to the corners of her forehead, her eyes were shining, and she put her hand on the stone pillar and slowly closed her eyes.
"What is this doing?" Lian Xin was confused, seeing that the secret realm was about to close, if he didn't leave now, he was afraid that he would never be able to go back!
Outside the barrier, Ren Feiye's face suddenly appeared, and in the next second, the bright golden breath smashed into the wall of light, and the wall of light trembled, and the circulating light dimmed a little.
Libei still stands sculpturally and motionless.
She was using her spiritual power to probe the stone pillar, and as soon as she touched it, it was like a drop of water entering the ocean, floating in the void.
She struggled to push through the darkness, searching for the source of the green light.
Before she knew it, she heard a slight sound overhead, but the sword hung quietly above her head.
Libei tilted her face, and the narrow blade of the sword hung on the tip of her nose.
She swallowed her saliva faintly.
One man and one sword, silently opposite.
Libei twisted the trick, the green spirit was released softly, and the robe flew without wind.
The spirit sword seemed to be satisfied with Libei's qualifications, and flew around her again and again.
But when Libei wanted to control it, he violently shook her away.
In the secret room, Ren Fei also obviously saw the giant sword, which belonged to the fifth grade, and the material looked like it belonged to the South China Sea Xuantie.
Better than all the swords out there!
Damn, tell her to take the lead again.
With a "boom", the wall of light was smashed out of the hole.
Ren Fei also broke in at the same time, Mo Nianqing was worried about Libei, and followed closely behind, and there were also those who were quick to follow, and followed in five or six.
Libei's eyes were closed, her hands on the stone wall trembled, beads of sweat piled up on her collarbone.
This kind of communication consumes a lot of mental energy, and she can't hold it anymore.
Ren Fei also ran over, with a fierce light in his eyes.
Mo Nianqing hurriedly twisted the trick, and the brown spiritual breath was twisted into a thin rope, which was put around his neck like the wind.
In the next second, Ren Feiye, whose eyes were almost strangled out, swung his sword to cut off the restraints.
Ren Fei also turned his head in annoyance, his anger sank into the dantian, his hand condensed seven or eight points of force, and the ball of light smashed towards Mo Nian's face.
Mo Nianqing, who was already injured, didn't catch it at all, and suffered it alive.
With a muffled snort, his body was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall of light, and falling to the ground again.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and when he saw that Libei still hadn't opened his eyes, he hurriedly said: "Libei!" ”。
Ren Fei also jumped up and easily held the giant sword in the palm of his hand.