readx;? He injected spiritual power into the spear and fought against the long whip with difficulty, Fang Lan saw that Yang Feng's strength was like this, he shook his head slightly, and the strength in his hand increased a few points. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The long whip swept quickly with the spear, Fang Lan felt that the battle was about to end, she slowly raised her other hand, ready to capture Yang Feng in one fell swoop.

Just as Fang Lan gathered spiritual power in her hand, she found a strange smile on Yang Feng's face, and Fang Lan's face suddenly changed greatly.

She found that the long whip suddenly lost the power to resist, knowing that she might have been fooled, and was about to dodge and retreat, Yang Feng had already rushed straight over with the spear in his hand.

At this moment, the tip of the spear had passed over the whip body, and it was about to stab her hand, Fang Lan didn't think much about it, and quickly let go of her palm, but her movements were a little slower.

Yang Feng laughed, picked up the spear and slashed it fiercely, stabbing Fang Lan's right hand, and a bloody arrow broke out of his palm.

Being almost cut off by a Qi Refining Early Stage Cultivator, Fang Lan felt extremely ashamed and angry, ignoring the wound on his hand, and rushed towards Yang Feng.

As early as after stabbing Fang Lan, Yang Feng flashed to the side, and when he saw Fang Lan coming, his palm quickly touched his waist, and a stone mirror suddenly appeared.

This is the method that Yang Feng thought of just now, the stone mirror is extremely bloodthirsty, as long as there is a wound on someone's body, it will attack on its own.

But before using the stone mirror, you must make sure that there is no blood on your body, otherwise, just like the mid-stage Qi refining monk at the beginning, after taking out the stone mirror, it will take your own life.

As soon as the stone mirror came out, it shone brightly, and the surface of the mirror instantly became blood red.

As soon as Fang Lan saw this stone mirror, his face, which was still angry just now, turned bloodless, his body suddenly stopped, and he quickly fled backwards, and at the same time waved his hand to create a light curtain wrapped around his right hand.

At this moment, the stone mirror had not yet burst into red light, so it failed to attack, and after Fang Lan walked away, the red light on it gradually disappeared.

Yang Feng was extremely surprised in his heart, it seemed that Fang Lan knew the power of this stone mirror, and he was wondering in his heart, and a smug laugh came from a distance.

"That mirror is the treasure of the Netherworld Sect, I didn't expect it to be in your hand, just wait for the powerhouse of the Netherworld Sect to come to you!"

Fang Lan stood in the distance, and after thinking about it a few times, she flew away.

She was very unwilling in her heart, although her few things were still in Yang Feng's hands, but she didn't dare to stay any longer, if she was illuminated by the Mirror of the Underworld, then there would only be flesh and blood.

The status of the Netherworld Sect Yang Feng certainly knew that it was a well-deserved overlord-level sect in the Netherworld Continent, and except for the Heavenly Fire Sect and the Soul Dementor Sect, no force dared to confront them.

Fang Lan said that the stone mirror in his hand was the supreme treasure of the Netherworld Sect, if that was the case, wouldn't his situation be very dangerous?

If this matter is spread by Fang Lan, I am afraid that sooner or later there will be a strong person from the Netherworld Sect looking for him, but even if he throws away the stone mirror now, there will still be people who will come to find him.

Yang Feng sighed helplessly, and said to himself: "The matter has come to this, it's useless to think about it, let's take one step at a time!"

Just as he was about to leave, Yang Feng's expression changed slightly, and when he looked up, he found a figure crossing the sky and flying towards him.

This figure's target was exactly here, and it stopped when it flew in front of Yang Feng.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, his cultivation is in the middle stage of Qi refining, and after coming over, he hugged his fists and smiled, and said to Yang Feng: "Daoyou has been here all along?"

Yang Feng responded with a smile: "Exactly, I don't know what you are doing here?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "I just saw black smoke billowing from the forest in the distance, and I wondered if there would be any treasures there. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Yang Feng, saw that Yang Feng was expressionless, and then said: "I was about to return, but I found a bewitching red light flashing here, and I thought that the treasure should be here." ”

Yang Feng's eyes shrank, and he groaned, looking at this person's appearance, it was most likely that he had met Fang Lan, listened to what she said, and then came here to find himself.

Seeing that Yang Feng was still silent, the middle-aged man suddenly sneered and said, "Don't be ignorant, the few treasures you got will be divided into one for me, otherwise you will leave your life behind!"

Yang Feng bowed his head lightly when he heard this, and said slowly: "I have obtained a total of three treasures, is it enough to give you one?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, thinking that this early stage Qi refining cultivator was afraid of him, and hurriedly said, "Not enough! Not enough! If you give me all three treasures, it will be the best!"

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and with a light tap of his palm on the storage bag, a gray-white spear appeared in his hand.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he laughed and said, "Take it out, take out the remaining two pieces too!"

Before his laughter fell, Yang Feng had already stepped out, his body rushing forward like an arrow, and at the same time, the tip of the spear turned slightly, aiming at the middle-aged man's chest.

Seeing Yang Feng's actions like this, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, his body hurriedly retreated, and he said angrily: "You don't want to die!"

But Yang Feng didn't hear it, his speed increased again, and a few dodges jumped in front of the middle-aged man, and slashed down with a sharp swing of the spear.

Suddenly encountering such a turn, the middle-aged man's face turned blue with anger, and he decided to teach the young monk a lesson, and when he saw the spear coming, he was not afraid, and raised his hands and grabbed the spear directly.

Yang Feng smiled contemptuously, and the spiritual power in his hand doubled, since this person wants to go down with his bare hands, let him take it enough.

As soon as the middle-aged man's palm touched the body of the gun, he felt a huge force pressing down, and he was shocked, but it was too late to dodge at this time, so he could only take the blow hard.

But what made him helpless was that the power on the gun not only did not decrease, but became more and more huge, so heavy pressure that the blood veins in his body vibrate, and a mouthful of blood was about to gush out.

"Poof!"

As blood gushed out, the middle-aged man's body also fell hard, slamming heavily on the ground.

Yang Feng flew in front of the middle-aged man and asked softly, "Do you still want the treasure?"

The middle-aged man stood up, his face pale, he never thought that this monk in the early stage of Qi refining could seriously injure himself.

Hearing Yang Feng ask, he quickly squeezed out a smile, shook his head and said, "Don't want it! I'll leave right away!"

Yang Feng said again: "Let's go, don't you want to leave without leaving something behind?"

The middle-aged man felt bitter in his heart, he originally wanted to knock this early stage Qi refining cultivator and get some treasures, but he didn't expect that things would be reversed now.

Although his cultivation is slightly higher, he can't beat others, so he can only accept his fate, gritted his teeth, took out a silver-gray token from the storage bag, and said: "I have a token here, take it to participate in the competition of the Dementor Sect." ”

Hearing the three words of the Dementor Sect, Yang Feng took the token with great interest and asked, "Is there any benefit to participating in the Dementor Sect's competition?"

The middle-aged man said slowly: "This token was issued by the Dementor Sect half a month ago, aiming to invite all the cultivators below the god refining spirit on the continent to participate in a competition, and the final winner can get the sect master's special token, which is not ordinary, if anyone has it, it is equivalent to becoming a distinguished guest of the Dementor Sect." ”

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