Yang Feng stood aside, completely unable to intervene, Fang Lan and the woman in purple were too fast, he could only see the vague figures of the two of them as they moved.

However, although the cultivation of the two of them was profound, Yang Feng could feel that they had not yet reached the Refining God Realm, and they should be in the final stage of the Qi Refining Realm.

After a few moves, the woman in purple snorted lightly, and a dark purple long sword appeared in her right hand.

Fang Lan smiled slightly, raised her hand upward, a dark red long whip appeared out of thin air, she moved her steps lightly, and swung the whip towards the woman in purple.

"It's ...... Out of the storage bag!"

Seeing the two of them take out their swords and whips, Yang Feng knew that they must have storage bags on them.

Although the storage bag is less than the size of the palm of your hand, it can hold a lot of things.

Because the storage bag is expensive, and it requires relatively strong spiritual power to use it, generally only monks who have cultivated to the Qi Refining Realm are qualified and able to possess it.

After taking out the magic weapon, the battle between the two became more ferocious, attacking each other's vital points with moves, and in such a fierce battle, one of them would be seriously injured by the opponent if he was not careful.

After fighting like this for half an hour, although the two still failed to distinguish the winner, Yang Feng saw that Fang Lan's situation was faintly not good, and she might be defeated if she continued to fight.

Yang Feng watched the fight between the two here, and suddenly noticed that the woman in purple seemed to be glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Just as he was feeling strange, the woman in purple turned around and ran towards him.

Yang Feng saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly retreated, but the woman in purple moved too fast, and he only took a few steps back, and the woman had already rushed in front of him, and stabbed Yang Feng in the chest with a swing of her long sword.

Yang Feng didn't have time to think, so he hurriedly used his hand to resist.

He only heard a "snort", and his palm was pierced by the long sword at once.

The woman in purple sneered, pulled out her long sword and stabbed Yang Feng again, seeing that Yang Feng was about to be stabbed, Fang Lan appeared behind him, grabbed Yang Feng and quickly dodged away.

Because of Yang Feng, Fang Lan's speed was much slower than just now, and the woman in purple caught up with her when she saw the opportunity, shook her wrist, and stabbed towards Fang Lan's back.

Caught off guard, Fang Lan was stabbed by this sword, and her body fell to the ground in a flash, blood flowing from the wound on her back.

The woman in purple chuckled lightly and said, "Can you still beat me now?"

Fang Lan Yungong stopped the bleeding and snorted: "You are still so despicable in your actions, you will only sneak attack from behind!"

The woman in purple said: "I'm just doing this to divide the winner early, even if we keep fighting, you will lose in the end." ”

While speaking, the woman in purple slowly walked towards Yang Feng and Fang Lan.

Looking at Yang Feng, she spoke again: "You still care about this kid, if you don't hand over that bell, I'll kill him first!"

Sure enough, as she expected, when Fang Lan heard this, her eyes, which were still very firm just now, became a little hesitant.

Faced with such a scene, a nameless fire surged in Yang Feng's heart, and he felt that he was very useless, because his cultivation was too low, and he couldn't even make his own decisions about life and death.

And at this moment, a voice sounded in Yang Feng's heart: "Use the mantra I taught you to control the scroll and smash it at her, although she has a half-step cultivation of refining the God Realm, but if you can take it by surprise, you can also strike first." ”

Yang Feng was overjoyed, he knew that this was the mysterious woman in the finger bone who had woken up again.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng shouted loudly and said to the woman in purple: "Stinky woman, you look down on people too much, do you dare to fight with me in a dignified manner?"

The woman in purple is extremely beautiful, and all she has heard is the praise of others for her, but now when she heard Yang Feng call herself "stinky woman", she suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Fang Lan saw that Yang Feng was about to come out, and hurriedly stopped: "Don't be rash, you can't beat her!"

The woman in purple suddenly smiled again, pointed at Fang Lan, and asked Yang Feng, "Who do you think is more beautiful, me or her?" If the answer satisfies me, I can consider letting you go. ”

Yang Feng smiled: "Do you still need to compare? Just your appearance, as long as you are a woman, you can find any one that is more beautiful than you!"

The purple-clothed woman's eyes shrank, and she said coldly, "Say it again!"

Yang Feng saw that she was a little angry, and felt that this was a good time, so he slowly started to use the magic technique of manipulating the scroll.

"So what?"

As he spoke, the scroll flew out of Yang Feng's arms, and as soon as the scroll appeared, the space here vibrated violently.

Yang Feng silently recited the mantra and used his divine sense to manipulate the scroll, causing it to aim at the purple-clothed woman and rush over.

The golden light on the scroll was magnificent, exuding a palpitating aura, and the woman in purple was shocked: "Could this be...... A high-grade spiritual weapon?"

At the moment when she lost her mind, the scroll had already swept to her side, and before the woman in purple could react, she was enveloped in the golden light emitted from the scroll, and then the scroll pressed down on her from top to bottom.

After the woman in purple was shrouded in this golden light, she only felt that it was difficult to breathe, the pressure on her body doubled, and the operation of the spiritual power in her body became slow.

She immediately turned her cultivation to resist, but was disappointed to find that her spiritual power seemed to be hindered by something, and only a small part of it could be released.

At this time, her body had been pressed down by the scroll.

At this time, the woman in purple hurriedly took out a crystal clear jade from the storage bag, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and sprinkled it on the jade.

However, after a few breaths, the jade was gradually defeated, and the red light on it was pressed by the scroll to the point that there was only a little bit left.

Seeing this, the woman in purple gritted her teeth and played a spell at the jade, and then saw that the jade that was about to fall released a strong red light, and then the jade suddenly swelled.

When it rose to several times its original size, the jade exploded, and the power of the jade burst shook the scroll upwards a lot, and the woman in purple herself was hit by the huge force emitted by the jade explosion.

However, with this power, she jumped out of the scroll.

At this moment, her vitality has been greatly damaged, and she can no longer be as majestic as she was just now.

The purple-clothed woman's face was pale, and a lot of blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, but she didn't care about it, but raised her head and stared at Yang Feng and smiled, then stepped out and left the place.

As soon as the woman in purple left, the light of the scroll floating in the air disappeared, and it fell to the ground with a "pop".

At this time, Yang Feng's appearance looked terrifying, blood was flowing from his eyes, nose, and ears, and there was no blood on his face.

His body shook back and forth a few times before falling headlong.

Fang Lan quickly ran and caught Yang Feng, who was about to fall to the ground, when touching his body, Fang Lan frowned slightly, and said to herself: "There is not even a trace of spiritual power in the body. ”

Then she waved at the scroll on the ground, and the scroll flew over, Fang Lan stared at the scroll for a long time, and then left here with Yang Feng.