Zhang Feiyang saw that Song Cuifu couldn't move for the time being, and he was so frightened that his face was pale, how could he still have the previous majesty, a trace of compassion flashed in his heart, and the movements in his hands slowed down.

Seeing that the spirit stone stick in his hand obviously paused, Song Cuifu's pale face suddenly showed joy, and she squeezed out a smile as much as she copleased, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang." If you don't believe my swear. I can eat demon insects in front of you. Be your slave. In that case, can you spare me? I really don't want to die. I was wrong. ”

Zhang Feiyang still didn't want to believe it.

Because, he didn't think Song Cuifu was sincere in saying these words, and now she was acting so humble, she was just stuck on the cliff and couldn't get out, once she regained her mobility, could she still be so obedient?

Wolves do not change their nature to eat meat.

Zhang Feiyang indifferently grabbed the spirit stone rod and slammed it forward, with a bang, Song Cuifu was still unharmed, and the aura shield outside her body was firmly protected, but her face became more and more ugly.

In the case of not being able to move, she knew that she would not be able to stab the magic weapon-like stick twice, but after ten white strokes, it would be different.

If you want to maintain the situation of the aura shield, you need to constantly guide the aura consumption, but the magic weapon will not consume the aura.

This is also the reason why the immortal cultivators attach so much importance to the court when they attack.

As long as the magic weapon is not damaged, the aura inside will be continuously released, maintaining the power and divine effect of the magic weapon.

In this way, under the situation of eliminating the advantages of one and the other, the immortal cultivator will definitely not be able to consume the magic weapon without the replenishment of the elixir.

Song Cuifu begged for mercy every time she was beaten, and every time she begged for mercy, the conditions promised to Zhang Feiyang became more tempting and exaggerated, and in less than a cup of tea, she changed from being Zhang Feiyang's slave to Zhang Feiyang's wife, and then from being Zhang Feiyang's wife, to being an old bustard who was willing to send Zhang Feiyang a young girl for the rest of her life.

All in all, as long as she can live, Song Cuifu doesn't want any woman's reserve and cheekiness.

But how could Zhang Feiyang be bewitched by her.

He is not the kind of young master who is not determined to cultivate immortals and has lived in a comfortable environment since he was a child, cultivating immortals is just one of the many entertainment activities, just like riding a horse, visiting a kiln, and writing poems and songs.

Since the experience of the inner demon, Zhang Feiyang has long lost all interest in the affairs of the world.

At this time, he just wants to be down-to-earth, quiet, and cultivate well in a place where there will never be danger all the time, improve his cultivation, and become an immortal who can go to heaven and earth, crisscross the four seas, and be free and free.

Song Cuifu made so many requests, he naturally had no interest, and he would not give Song Cuifu any chance, the more he listened to Song Cuifu's promise, the more disgusted he became, and the hand that stabbed Song Cuifu's aura shield with a spirit stone stick became faster and faster, trying to solve her before the end of the competition.

Who told her to target herself again and again, and almost took her own life several times?

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang sped up his speed, and in the thumping sound, the spirit stone stick stabbed faster and faster, getting heavier and heavier, and the frightened Song Cuifu cried pear blossoms with rain, and shouted wow.

If an unsuspecting passer-by passes by and sees this scene, he will definitely think that he is bullying a helpless girl.

Who would have thought that Song Cuifu, who looks as beautiful and lovely as a fairy, was still a female demon who wanted to brutally kill Zhang Feiyang not long ago?

But Song Cuifu never saw herself that way.

Seeing that Zhang Feiyang's attack was getting heavier and heavier, and he felt that the aura in his body was getting less and less, and seeing that he was going to really stab Zhang Feiyang to death if he continued like this, Song Cuifu felt like an ant on a hot pot, her eyes were dim, her will was depressed, and she didn't know what to do.

At this moment, as if the fear had reached the limit, Song Cuifu suddenly screamed, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and spit on Zhang Feiyang's body.

Zhang Feiyang was stunned for a moment, looked at the spirit stone stick in his hand suspiciously, and wondered in his heart, obviously the spirit stone stick had not broken through the other party's aura shield, why did Song Cuifu vomit blood?

Suddenly, Song Cuifu seemed to see through his thoughts, and begged for mercy again: "Zhang Feiyang." I've already scrapped my own cultivation. The strength has dropped by one realm, and it is only the early stage of the Qi refining period. If you don't believe me, you can touch me with your hand. Check out the strength of the aura in my body. Traceless tape, you can take it away. I really just want to live. You speak. Okay? Please. ”

Zhang Feiyang stretched out his hand and put it on one of her fingers, injected an aura, and circled around her body, confirming that what she said was true, only to feel that her pitiful appearance was really distressing.

But if he wanted to let go of Song Cuifu so easily, Zhang Feiyang was always uneasy, and after thinking about it, he thought of a way.

There must be an antidote for demon insects, Song Cui Fu dared to promise to take the demon insects as her slave, it was impossible for her to leave her hands behind, in this case, the prescription for refining the antidote to demon insects was very important.

If you really want to release Song Cuifu, no matter what, at least let her hand over the antidote first.

If Song Cuifu is willing to hand over the prescription, it means that she is truly repentant and will not harm herself again in the future, otherwise, Zhang Feiyang still feels that it is not enough insurance.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang temporarily put aside the idea of continuing to attack Song Cuifu and asked, "You ......" and was about to say his request.

But before the words were spoken, just as she opened her mouth, Song Cuifu's face, which had been crying and mourning, suddenly screamed, and spit out a white thing, like an arrow, and shot it into Zhang Feiyang's mouth.

This hand is as fast as light.

Zhang Feiyang was taken aback, and reached out to grab it, but it was missed.

I saw that Zhang Feiyang's palm in front of him slowly opened, there was nothing in it, and Zhang Feiyang's eyebrows were full of shock.

Song Cuifu's expression softened, and she laughed triumphantly, her voice was sharp, her expression was hideous, and the image of the female devil was fully displayed: "Hahahaha! You're still too tender. Do you think I'm going to give up the chance to kill you? The begging for mercy just now is just a delaying tactic, and the self-funded cultivation is just to paralyze your carelessness. ”

Zhang Feiyang trembled slightly, looked at Song Cuifu blankly, and reacted in a panic.

Song Cuifu's mouth was crooked when she smiled, but after a while, she seemed to be tired of laughing, sighed again, and explained with self-pity and self-love.

"If you lose your cultivation, you can redouble your efforts to cultivate back. But if I miss the opportunity to kill you, then I will miss the opportunity to make meritorious contributions. If I can't make meritorious service, I won't be able to stand out and be appreciated by the elders and become one of them. If I can't become an elder, I won't be able to break through in my cultivation and reach the consummation of the Qi refining period. It's not easy for me. ”

At this moment, seeing that Zhang Feiyang still looked incredulous, after Song Cuifu finished explaining, a trace of dissatisfaction suddenly rose in her heart, and she reproached sternly: "Zhang Feiyang." What do you see? I'm ugly now, am I? I order you, gouge out your eyeballs! I won't allow you to look at me anymore. Do as I say!"

But seeing that Zhang Feiyang still didn't react, Song Cuifu noticed that something was wrong, and muttered to herself: "What's the matter? Didn't he swallow my demon worm? Why didn't he react suddenly? This has never happened." Did I miss it? It can't be! I saw the demon worm fly into his mouth just now. ”

It turned out that Song Cuifu had been hiding a female worm in her body.

This female worm will give birth to a child worm when Song Cuifu needs it.

Under the huge pressure brought by Zhang Feiyang just now, Song Cuifu was desperate, and then she thought of this method of making Zhang Feiyang careless by cultivating at her own expense, and then squirting out subworms and burrowing into Zhang Feiyang's mouth to counteract Zhang Feiyang.

It's a pity that Song Cuifu's plan is sinister and despicable, and it is subtle enough that Zhang Feiyang didn't expect it, and she almost really fell for her.

But Zhang Feiyang's cautious heart could not tolerate any low-level mistakes.

Therefore, even if he had just developed a trace of compassion, when he finally opened his mouth to talk to Song Cuifu, Zhang Feiyang seemed to be defenseless, but in fact, he was watching and listening to all directions, and his spirit was enveloping the overall situation, and he didn't dare to let himself have a moment of negligence.

Unexpectedly, in this situation of high mental concentration and vigilance and prevention, he still missed the shot and flew into the mouth for the subworm, Zhang Feiyang can really not be surprised, not in a daze, not dumbfounded?

That's why he's still so responsive.

It's just that Zhang Feiyang's hand didn't have time to catch the subworm, but his mouth was half bitten.

Just when Song Cuifu was surprised why Zhang Feiyang didn't listen to her advice, he Zhang Feiyang took his hand away, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, and between the two teeth, a white demon insect that was writhing violently.

The speed of this insect is too fast, Rao is so, and half of it has entered Zhang Feiyang's mouth, and at this time, only the second half is still exposed.

Zhang Feiyang poofed, spit the insect on the ground, and with a snap, in front of Song Cuifu, trampled the insect into mud and turned into a bubble of blood.

Seeing this scene, Song Cuifu was dumbfounded.

She never thought that the last killer feature would actually fail, and at this time, begging for mercy would have no effect, the emotional cards that she could just play were played, and now, everything is really lost.

Thinking of this, she seemed to have seen death in advance, her face darkened, the light in her eyes dimmed instantly, and she didn't even have the last trace of struggle, and looked at Zhang Feiyang blankly, as if she had become a puppet.

Zhang Feiyang naturally couldn't give this female demon any possibility of escaping, and then let her out, even if the other party left a shadow on himself and didn't dare to harm himself again, but he didn't know how many junior brothers and sisters would suffer, he took a deep breath, and the spirit stone rod stabbed forward fiercely, and with a bang, it shattered the aura shield and landed on Song Cuifu's chest like a heavy hammer.

Song Cuifu spit out a mouthful of blood, died of exhaustion, her head drooped, and she could no longer move.

In this way, Zhang Feiyang finally breathed a sigh of relief and got a real magic weapon, a traceless belt.

He smiled slightly, wiped away the cold sweat on his head, and had just put away the spirit stone rod and traceless belt, and before he could dispose of Song Cuifu's corpse, there was a deep laughter from behind him.

"Hahahaha...... Well done! Brother, you are a spy sent by the master. You can rest assured. After today's incident, I will definitely be your witness, and let the master reward you well. ”

This voice is very unfamiliar, Zhang Feiyang has never heard it.

When he looked back, he saw a big man in an open-chested short coat running from the direction of the mountain gate with a smile, his face was full of meat, obviously he looked similar to a butcher in the mortal world, but he walked like the wind, and his body was as light as a feather, and he looked like a late-stage Qi refining period cultivator who cultivated the same as him.