Qingming didn't mean to provoke, but Wufan took the case and said angrily: "It's just two fifteen-year-old little hairy children, what edge can be avoided, wait for me to fight with them." As he spoke, Wufan's figure flickered and disappeared into the tent.

Qingming sighed: "It seems that we have to fight this time." Qingming walked out of the camp and saw Wufan standing on a thick branch, looking for the traces of the Northern Sun and Qiu Fuji.

After looking for a while, Wufan said loudly: "Bei Lieyang, Qiu Fuji, why hide your head and feet, come out, I will fight with you fairly, don't let me Wufan look down on you." "Beside Wufan, there was suddenly an additional figure, it was Yu Wutong who had recovered from his injury.

Wufan glanced at him and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

You Wutong said: "Bei Lieyang and Qiu Buyi are two people, you are fighting the enemy alone, it is too much of a loss, I will fight side by side with you." ”

Wufan said: "If I want to join forces with others, I will also choose Qingming, you, the general of the defeated army, are also worthy of joining forces with me?"

You Wutong has long been accustomed to Wufan's style of speaking and doing things, and his face is as usual: "Last time, I almost killed Qiu Fuji. ”

Wu Fan said: "If you didn't use the spirit rune, can you seriously injure Qiu Buji?" You Wutong said: "You fought against Qiu Buji before, and you also sent out a spirit rune, didn't you hurt him either?"

When Wufan heard this, he added fuel to the fire and said angrily: "Get out, today I would rather die without a spirit rune." You Wutong was about to help in the battle, but he provoked Wufan to be furious, he sighed, jumped back to the ground, and stopped talking.

Bei Lieyang and Qiu Fuji slowly walked out of the jungle, facing Wufan from afar. Bei Lieyang said: "Wufan, you want to fight fairly, may I ask, what is fairness?"

Wu Fan saw the two of them appear, jumped to the ground, and landed without a sound. Wufan's figure seemed weak, but his fighting spirit was soaring, and he said loudly: "I'm here alone, I don't need spirit talismans and magic weapons, I will fight with you and Qiu Fuji, no matter whether you win or lose, others will not interfere." ”

Bei Lieyang shook his head and said, "Wufan, do you think this is fair?

Wu Fan's pretty face was frosty, and he said coldly: "Two thousand years ago, our human race descended to the abyss and worked hard in the Biping Plain, until Lord Shuiliancheng and Lord Graphite were born, which laid the foundation of our human race today. Everything we have now is what we have from fighting for the heavens, for the earth, for the horned people, and for the beasts. Every inch of land is soaked in the blood of my Terran warriors, you tell me about fairness today, why don't you talk to the Desolate Beast and the Void Beast?"

Hearing this, Bei Lieyang said angrily: "Is it only your human race who shed blood and sacrificed? My horned human race came to the abyss for 5,000 years, how many talents have been sacrificed? Now there are only 10,000 people left, guarding the black mist forest, the current situation of the abyss, is it not possible that your human race has created it alone?"

What Wufan and Bei Lieyang said is the truth, although the horned people are in trouble now, throughout history, they are worthy of the title of the Optimus Pillar of the Abyss. The horned people have suppressed the Black Mist Forest for a long time, confronted the enemy with high-level desolate beasts, and the sacrificed warriors were densely deposited in the historical canvas, dyeing history into blood.

The Horned Terran once maintained its strength over the Terran for 1,500 years, but it never thought of exterminating the Terran and allowing the Terran to thrive in the Biping Plain. The Terrans took advantage of the situation, firmly controlled their fate in their own hands, and created the method of refining qi, and within five hundred years, they dominated the abyss and drove the entire Horned Terran back to the Black Mist Forest.

The sacrifice of the horned people and the human race is heavy enough, but the sacrifice of the horned people makes them weaker and weaker, and the sacrifice of the human race lays the foundation for their rise, if the time is extended to the scale of a thousand years, time is fair to the horned people and the human race.

It's just that at the moment, between the Terran Young Monk and the Horned Terran Young Monk, the balance called fairness has long been pressed in favor of the Terran by the huge resource gap.

Under the leadership of Qingming, the Terran Qi refining monk walked out of the camp and lined up to meet the enemy, Wu Fan said loudly: "Northern Blazing Sun, Autumn Fuji, between me and you, there must be a battle of life and death, since the battlefield is our choice, then the time is chosen by you, if you want to fight, then go forward to fight, if you don't fight, then get out." ”

Bei Lieyang's face was gloomy like water, and he said angrily: "Since we have appeared, of course we have to fight." If you want to fight, you will fight, and there is no need to say what is fair or unfair. ”

Before the words fell, Qiu Fuji's short sword was already in his hand, and the ghostly light on the blade of the sword was overflowing, obviously he was operating the true qi of the horned human race, and he wanted to use it to fight against Wufan. Qiu Buji said: "Lieyang, watch the battle for me, I will fight this woman with a good exit." "Bei Lieyang knew that Qiu Bu'er had just advanced to the third level of body refining and was in need of a battle to consolidate his cultivation, so he took a few steps back, holding a big spear, and swept the formation for him.

Qiu Fuji's figure was as fast as lightning, and a faint phantom swept through the jungle, rushing straight to the extraordinary. Wufan whisked the dust in his hand, and with a few swipes in front of him, several tenacious spiritual power shields were already lying between her and Qiu Fuji. Qiu Fuji did not dodge, but stabbed the spiritual power shield with a short sword, and with a muffled sound, the ghost light penetrated the spiritual power shield and stabbed straight at Wufan.

The Wufan Water Lily Immortal Pattern trembled gently in the center of her eyebrows, and a dazzling light erupted on the dust, and her tall and slender body was bathed in the light, like a fairy. The spiritual power on the dust turned into a sharp arrow, and it was a lose-lose fight.

Qiu Buji snorted coldly, turned his body slightly, and the spiritual power arrow pierced his left shoulder, blood gushed, but Qiu Buji's movements were not affected at all, and the ghost light on the short sword stabbed Wu Fan at the same time. The moment the ghost light came to the body, Wufan blocked the ghost light with his left arm, blood splattered out, and Wufan's left arm was penetrated by the ghost light, and the ghost light gathered, like a sharp needle, leaving a hole in Wufan's left arm that ran through the front and back.

The figures of the two continued to move forward, passing each other, and Qiu Fuji drew a strange curve, walked in an arc in front of the Terran Qi refining cultivator battle array, and appeared on the east side of the battle between the two. And Wufan was unstoppable, and his figure directly crashed into the sweeping Northern Blazing Sun.

Bei Lieyang sneered slightly, the tip of the big gun forward, not dodging or dodging, seeing that Wufan pounced, he raised his gun and stabbed. There was another muffled sound, and the injured Wufan actually fought hard with Bei Lieyang again, and Yu Wutong shouted: "What are you going to do with this stupid woman?"

Qingming's cold voice sounded: "You are the same, I know you care about my senior sister, but if you say anything disrespectful again, be careful that I break your tongue." You Wutong stopped talking, just stared at the battlefield, his expression nervous.

Qiu Buer stood in place, watching Wufan fight with the Northern Burning Sun, the Terran Qi Refining Cultivator would generally avoid hand-to-hand combat with the Horned Terran Monk, but Wufan did the opposite, the spiritual power in the immortal pattern continued to pour out, protecting the wound on his left arm, forming a dense protective shield in front of him, and then, he no longer defended and blindly attacked forward.

This kind of combat method is simply three points braver than the horned people who are good at charging into battle. Qingming saw it in his eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart: "Senior Sister Wumeng is not very old, but the influence on Senior Sister Wufan is deep, this kind of tactics, as soon as you make a move, it is a life-and-death fight, throwing aside all the combat skills and tactics of the human race, and hitting each other hard until one side collapses." Such a woman is brave, but not cute at all. ”

When Qingming was thinking wildly, the battlefield had changed. Bei Lieyang's big spear couldn't withstand the two of them hitting each other again and again, and it broke suddenly, and the extraordinary dust swept through Bei Lieyang's body, Bei Lieyang's clothes were torn, and several long wounds were drawn on his body, under the collision, Wufan's spiritual power had been weakened to the point that there was little left, and those wounds were very shallow, just oozing a few traces of blood.

Bei Lieyang let out a long roar, his hair was scattered, and Qingtian had turned into a spear, holding it in his hand, stabbing forward, colliding with the extraordinary whisk without any tricks, and the sky pierced the whisk in one fell swoop, and the silk threads in the sky flew, and Wufan shouted: "My whisk." ”

The figure of the Northern Burning Sun swept past the Infinite and quickly disappeared into the jungle, and Qiu Fuji sneered at the Terran battle array and disappeared into the jungle.

Wufan stood on the battlefield, holding the bare dust whisk in his hand, his face was extremely regretful, this dust was given by his mentor Xuan Tianchang, and it was a heavy treasure that had been inherited for a long time, how could it be destroyed by the first blow of the Northern Lieyang? Qingming flashed to Wufan, and sighed: "It seems that the big gun used in the last blow of the Northern Lieyang is a heavy treasure, otherwise it will not hurt the dust of the senior sister." ”

Blood flowed from Wufan's arm, holding the damaged whisk in his hand, his body trembled slightly, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, why didn't you come forward to help just now, and let me fight with Bei Lieyang Qiu alone?"

Qingming suddenly had a big head and argued: "Didn't the senior sister say that she wanted to fight with them fairly?"

Wu Fan said: "Do you usually listen to me so much? I talk about my own affairs, what does it have to do with you or not? If you hadn't stood by and watched today's affairs, why would my baby dust be destroyed?"

Qingming was originally sharp-tongued, but he couldn't resist Wufan's nonsense, so he was used to it, so he said: "Senior sister, it's me who is not good, I should have made a move early." ”

Wufan's face paleated slightly, and said: "It's good for you to admit it, when you return to Xuanqing Sect, you go and ask Uncle Xuanli to ask him to repair the dust for me, and you will give half of the spirit stones needed, otherwise, I will go to Senior Sister Wumeng to complain and let her clean you up." ”

The muscles on Qingming's face twitched, and he wanted to refute, but Wufan had already returned to the camp. Qingming stood in place, his face was blue and red for a while, silent, and he looked at it again, his heart was both happy and a little sour, he walked up to Qingming and persuaded: "Qingming, forget it, Wufan is like that, don't worry about him, half of the spirit stone is only, your family has a big business, it's nothing." ”

Qingming, who has always been polite, roared: "You are not the same, you are easy to say, at least 10,000 spirit stones will be needed to repair the damaged half of the spirit stones." You Wutong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he couldn't speak.

The spirit stone is a crystal formed by the condensation of spiritual energy, which can be absorbed by the qi refining monk and quickly recover the spiritual power, and the qi refining monk naturally attaches great importance to it.

Several places in the abyss that are rich in spirit stones are occupied by the three major sects, and then, the sect uses various forms to let the spirit stones return to the hands of the monks and circulate on the Biping Plain. 10,000 spirit stones, Qingming doesn't eat or drink, and he has been going to do the tasks of the sect, and it takes two years to save up to make it up, as for the monks of a small sect like Youwutong, it will take several times as long to do it.

Youwuxin's heart rolled for a while, she had always felt that she was invincible on the battlefield, but today I knew that her real strength was her ability to make money, and in a few words, 10,000 spirit stones were in her hands, such a woman, although she was a little fierce, she must marry home.