Chapter Eighty-Four: The Spirit Clan

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Seeing the thin man rushing towards him, Yang Feng violently lifted his spiritual power, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the thin man, and in his astonished gaze, he raised his left hand and slashed at his forked arm.

This was Yang Feng's first shot after he came on the field, and after a palm fell, the thin man felt a huge surge of spiritual power, and his arm suddenly became extremely painful.

After just two breaths, the spiritual power gathered in his hand was completely dispersed, and he didn't have any strength in his hand, and the menacing black steel fork also broke away from his palm and fell to the ground.

After this blow, Yang Feng didn't strike again, but said to the thin man, "Do you want to fight again?"

The thin man sighed, shook his head, took the steel fork on the ground back into the storage bag, and then jumped out of the ring, facing such a powerful opponent, he chose to admit defeat.

In this competition, Yang Feng won very easily, and most of the other competitions in the ring were still in full swing at this time.

After winning, Yang Feng was about to return to the attic where he lived, and when he walked out of the competition venue, a person caught his attention.

The man was a man who looked to be in his thirties, dressed in a gray robe, and was standing quietly at the entrance to the test venue. > it, w·w-w=.=

For some reason, Yang Feng didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation from this person's body, as if this person was an ordinary person, but the strange thing was that this person gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

Although Yang Feng was unmoved on the surface, he still walked out slowly, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

Just as Yang Feng was about to step out of the gate, a gray figure suddenly swept to his side, and then a huge and extremely large spiritual power surged towards him.

Yang Feng, who had been on guard for a long time, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw such an offensive.

At the same time as that spiritual power surged, he didn't care about keeping his hand, and all the spiritual power in his body was instantly released and gathered in front of him.

"Boom!"

After the collision of the two extremely powerful spiritual powers, a deafening explosion sounded in the space, and even people who were miles away could hear this sound.

At the moment when the explosion sounded, Yang Feng's face instantly became extremely pale, and his body flew upside down, until he retreated dozens of feet before he barely stopped.

However, the gray-robed man's body did not move at all, and he still did not feel the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation. >_Bar w-w·w'.-

Despite this, Yang Feng was very sure that this person was definitely a God Refining Cultivator.

After repelling Yang Feng, the gray-robed man slowly spoke: "Uncle Ethereal's things should be on you, right?"

Hearing this, Yang Feng was puzzled: "I don't know anything ethereal, and I don't know what you want?"

The gray-robed man took a step forward, and his body instantly appeared in front of Yang Feng again, looking down at the storage bag on Yang Feng's waist, and said, "I can feel that you have a trace of the aura of the ethereal master. ”

Yang Feng's heart was shocked, he remembered the old monk, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you ...... Spirits?"

The gray-robed man glanced at Yang Feng with some surprise, and said slowly, "So, that thing is on you?"

Yang Feng reached out and took out a palm-sized stone altar from the storage bag, handed it to the gray-robed man, and sighed: "The relics of the predecessor after cremation were unfortunately shattered into powder, I put all of them in this stone altar, and now I give it to you, which can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of the senior." ”

The gray-robed man took the stone altar, put it away, and then said, "I don't just want this, you haven't taken out the thing that the ethereal master has worked so hard to get." ”

Yang Feng's heart immediately sank, he didn't expect this gray-robed man to know about the existence of finger bones.

The importance of the phalanges to him is self-evident, if there were no phalanges, Yang Feng would not be able to have today's strength.

But this person's cultivation is so unfathomable, could he just hand over his finger bones?

No, today's phalanx is no longer the one given by the old monk, I once got another phalanx by chance, and the current phalanx is formed after the fusion of the two phalanges, so this phalanx can't be given to him!

"What? Don't you want to take it out?"

The cold voice of the gray-robed man made Yang Feng's heart chill, knowing that if he didn't hand over his finger bones, this person would definitely take it by force.

Yang Feng pondered for a few breaths and responded, "I really don't know what you want. ”

When the gray-robed man heard this, his face instantly became extremely gloomy, and he snorted coldly and was about to make a move.

And at this moment, Yang Feng was pleasantly surprised, a figure was galloping towards here, that person had a powerful aura on his body, and he was obviously a god refining cultivator.

The gray-robed man also saw this figure, and then stopped his hand again, and sneered at Yang Feng: "Okay, I still have one more thing to do, I will give you five days first, and I will come to you again after five days, if you don't hand over my master's things at that time, I will definitely make you lose your body and spirit!"

After speaking, the gray-robed man's body jumped up, and after a few breaths, he disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the God Refining Cultivator in the distance also rushed over.

"What's going on here?

After this God Refining Cultivator came over, he only saw Yang Feng here, so he asked.

Yang Feng thought for a moment and said, "There are only two seniors who have a trick here, and that sound is also because of this. ”

This God Refining Cultivator didn't seem to believe it, he didn't think that there would be a monk to learn here, but Yang Feng was the only one here, and he didn't dare to lie to him if he thought about it, so after pondering for a while, this God Refining Monk left again.

Yang Feng looked up at the sky, sighed lightly, and muttered, "I still have the ability to use the Sky Splitting for the last time, if he is still aggressive and wants to take people's lives after five days, then it won't be my fault." ”

The blow just now consumed most of Yang Feng's spiritual power, but despite this, he was still injured a lot, so after returning to the room, Yang Feng turned his cultivation to heal his injuries.

The first day of the competition was finally over, and some of the eliminated monks had already left the imperial city and began to return to their own sects.

Liu Yingying and Yang Feng both successfully entered the next competition.

In the first competition, there were still many shadows of mid-stage Qi refining monks on the field, but by the second day, there were very few mid-stage Qi refining monks still in the ring.