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The battle of the dragon and the tiger can no longer be described as the battle on Bizhu Peak.

Of course, this kind of battle is not a sword or sword. This kind of struggle is a battle of spiritual power and a game of will.

A small fountain of spiritual fluid carries an unknown number of powerful spiritual powers. The spiritual power of each strong person was intertwined in the fountain of spiritual fluid, attacking each other, not wanting others to take the lead in forming a spiritual imprint.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations made this small spiritual liquid spring continue to evaporate like boiling water. Endless aura was released in the steam, filling the air of Bizhu Peak with a faint mist.

"What a rich aura!" At this moment, countless monks from all peaks became excited, and it could be seen from this steaming aura that the quality of this fountain of spiritual liquid was unimaginable. If any peak can obtain this fountain of spiritual liquid, it can definitely make this peak have an additional cultivation cave blessed land.

All of a sudden, the eyes of countless monks looked at their peak master, and they were looking forward to their peak master being able to fight their way out of the encirclement and finally get the ownership of the spiritual fluid spring.

Time passed bit by bit, and the battle of spiritual power had entered a white heat. Peak masters kept withdrawing with pale faces, and in the clash of spiritual power, they were completely defeated.

The rest of the people were all full of solemn eyes and sweating. In such a high-intensity competition, no one is having a good time.

Monsan wanted to stop these people, but he tried a few times, but it was extremely difficult to even get closer. The coercion of the scattered immortals is not something he can resist.

"Liu Zhaowen, despicable!" Suddenly, Li Rui of Tiandu Peak shouted violently, and his figure flew out.

He pointed at Liu Zhaowen and scolded angrily: "Liu Zhaowen, when did you join forces?

Liu Zhaowen and several monks all sneered, they glanced at Li Rui with disdain, and then sank into their hearts again and continued to besiege the rest of the peak masters.

Soon, all the peak masters retreated with pale faces, pointing at Liu Zhaowen and scolding angrily.

However, they were yin by Liu Zhaowen and others, and they were powerless. After all, there was no rule in advance that the peak masters could not join forces.

At this moment, everyone was extremely helpless in their hearts, and it seemed that the ownership of this spiritual fluid spring was about to be obtained by Liu Zhaowen and others.

One by one, the peak masters were constantly forced out by Liu Zhaowen and the others, and soon there were only a dozen or so people left around the Spiritual Liquid Spring. And these people are all pale, obviously, under the joint attack of Liu Zhaowen and others, they are also retreating.

"Alright, I'll give up!" a helpless voice suddenly sounded, and a monk retreated in despair. Now the situation is extremely clear, and with the joint efforts of several peak masters led by Liu Zhaowen, they are simply invincible. Rather than being forced out in embarrassment, it is better to come out by yourself.

With the active abstention of this peak master, more than a dozen monks also withdrew. It's not that they haven't thought of uniting, but in a hurry, where can they beat Liu Zhaowen and the others who have been planning for a long time?

For a moment, there were less than ten people left around the fountain of spiritual fluid, and they were still holding on.

Meng Shan looked at Liu Zhaowen in a daze, and was at a loss for a while. Could it be that Bizhu Peak will eventually fall into the hands of Liu Zhaowen, Bizhu Peak's old enemy?

"A few of you, do your best to disturb the rest of the people and help me form a spiritual imprint!" Liu Zhaowen's eyes suddenly bloomed with a divine light, and his spiritual power rushed frantically towards the fountain of spiritual liquid.

Then it's time to decide where the fountain of ichor will ultimately belong.

"It seems that the winner has been decided. Li Rui said dejectedly, turning around to leave.

At this moment, Li Rui's footsteps suddenly paused, and a surprise rose in his eyes.

In his perception, a violent aura suddenly rose in a certain house above Bizhu Peak, and as soon as this aura appeared, it quickly burst towards this place.

"Could it be that there are still masters hidden in Bizhu Peak?" Li Rui thought like this, and the thought of leaving was put away by him. At the same time, there are many peak masters who have the same idea as Li Rui.

"Hmph, move me and my Bizhu Peak, have you ever asked me about this peak master?" A cold male voice rang out, and in the voice, everyone felt a thick anger.

"It's the peak master who is out of the customs!" Meng Shan and the other Bizhu Peak disciples suddenly shouted, bowed their heads at the place where the voice came from with a face full of ecstasy, and shouted with self-reproach: "The disciple failed to stop the foreign enemy, please punish the peak master!"

"Isn't the peak master of Bizhu Peak Chang Ling, how can he be a man?" In the midst of everyone's doubts, Chen Feng's figure fluttered in.

"It's him!" Suddenly, many people recognized Chen Feng. Isn't this man Chen Feng who clashed with the disciples of the Inner Gate Xue Family in the introductory ceremony and made Liu Zhaowen lose face, when did he become the peak master of Bizhu Peak?

"Stop coming!" Chen Feng's sudden arrival aroused the vigilance of Liuyun Peak and the other peaks, and some monks from the late Mahayana stage stepped out in unison and blocked in front of Chen Feng.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to dictate on my Bizhu Peak?" Chen Feng smiled coldly, not seeing him make any moves, a few sword lights flashed and disappeared. The next moment, all the late-stage Mahayana monks who had just blocked in front of Chen Feng flew out upside down, and on everyone's neck, a blood mark was extremely obvious.

"Such a ruthless person, he will kill people as soon as he comes up!" Li Rui was shocked, the rest of the peak masters were shocked, and the people of the various peaks were also shocked.

"Hum—"

One by one, Yuan Ying flew out of his body that flew out upside down, looking at Chen Feng, full of resentment.

"Nian'er and other first-time offenders, today Rao Er will wait for his life, if he dares to spread wild on my Bizhu Peak, he will directly annihilate Yuan Er and other Yuan Infants!" Chen Feng said coldly, and then no longer looked at these Yuan Infants, but walked towards the Spirit Liquid Spring step by step.

Liu Zhaowen frowned, at this moment he was at the critical moment of condensing the spiritual imprint, and he could not be affected in any way.

"Liu Zhaowen, how can you move my Bizhu Peak's things at will?" Chen Feng walked towards Liu Zhaowen coldly, and at the same time, a strong spiritual force rushed towards Liu Zhaowen.

The next moment, Liu Zhaowen jumped up violently, glared at Chen Feng angrily, and scolded: "Chen Feng, you little thief, you dare to harm my good deeds!"

Just now, Chen Feng's spiritual power rushed directly into Liu Zhaowen's mind, cutting off Liu Zhaowen's spiritual power. As a result, Liu Zhaowen's previous hard work fell short, and the spiritual imprint that was about to take shape dissipated.

"It's a good thing for you?Liu Zhaowen, you are embarrassed to blame me for tampering with my Bizhu Peak's things? I want to ask you, who gave you the courage to let you go wild in my Bizhu Peak?" Chen Feng's body straightened, and a domineering aura burst out, making Liu Zhaowen's angry face instantly freeze.