The man in animal skin sneered and snorted: "Humph, you are so stubborn!"
He pressed his palm down, and a purple gourd grew in the wind, aiming at the long dragon made of feathers and hitting it away.
At this time, the gap in cultivation was revealed. Only a "click" was heard, and the long black dragon was directly knocked to pieces from the waist. The man in animal skin grabbed it in the air, and the purple gourd immediately turned into a purple light and was put into his sleeve.
Shu Ya's beautiful eyes lit up and she complimented: "Brother Deng's methods have become more and more sophisticated. I'm glad to say that."
Deng Changfeng also had a look of satisfaction in his eyes and chuckled, "Young sister Shu is overly praised."
Suddenly, the bloody crow flapped its wings and countless feathers fell off. Connected from end to end, it turned into a black arc, shattering the silent night sky into pieces.
"It's just a small trick, and it has overdraft potential. I want to see how many times you can use this method?" Deng Changfeng snorted coldly. This time he did not throw the purple gourd, but instead bent down and spread his legs. , the whole person is like a string bow stretched into a full moon, spiritual power bursts out from the Dantian, turning into a pair of giant hands, suddenly pinching forward. This black arc was pinched in his hand like an earthworm, and with a sudden force, it turned into countless ashes.
But after such a delay, the figures of the bloody crow and Wu Xuning disappeared again.
"You have a strong will, yet they ran away." Deng Changfeng stepped lightly on the branches and spoke softly.
Shu Ya's charming eyes were as silk as silk, she covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Brother Deng, how can my little sister not understand your little thoughts? You are always afraid that the bloody crow guardian will be eager to protect the master and blow up his Dantian. Otherwise, you will be able to capture them in the past few days. ”
Deng Changfeng touched his nose and said with a faint smile: "Little sister Shu is really thoughtful!"
Shu Ya smiled and said nothing. The skills she practiced needed to be supplemented by young monks, especially those with pure yang, which was a great supplement, so she pursued Wu Xuning closely. As for whose son he is, as a casual cultivator with no worries, she is not afraid.
As long as she doesn't provoke a family with a venerable person in charge, she can conquer anyone in the world with her high-level spiritual strength.
Deng Changfeng was similar to her. He was also a rogue cultivator who licked blood from his sword and committed all kinds of evil. The two hit it off immediately after they met, and they even became famous among the casual cultivators in Zhangzhou together.
Shu Ya is called the Black Widow, while Deng Changfeng is called the Smiling Tiger, and they are quite famous among casual cultivators.
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The forest of death was even more dangerous at night. Ouyang Ming and the others found a tree hole and lit a bonfire.
The light of the fire flickered on and off. It couldn't be said how warm it was, but it seemed to drive away all the coldness in the body. A wisp of black smoke from the fire floated toward the sky, drawing a strange arc.
Xue Xuanle sat next to Ouyang Ming, the firelight reflected her cheeks red, making her look even more beautiful. She squinted her eyes, with a touch of contentment on her face, and carefully turned her head to glance at Ouyang Ming, with a touch of satisfaction in her eyes.
Ouyang Ming shook his shoulders, looked at Xue Boren, and said with a calm smile: "Senior, it's too early for the hunting to end, but you still have to talk about it, otherwise if you get into a grudge because of this, the gain will outweigh the loss."
Xue Boren rolled his eyes and smiled heartily: "Brother Tianrui, it doesn't matter."
Ouyang Ming nodded slightly and spoke slowly and rhythmically: "This time I participated in the hunting conference with the Xue family for the special materials of Tianwai Pavilion. I can use spiritual stones and spiritual grass to make up the difference. I hope that my seniors can part with me. And hunting The reputation of the conference belongs to the Xue family, what do you think?"
Xue Boren's eyes lit up, but he still said in a deep voice: "Brother Tianrui, this is so true. This time when we went deep into the forest of death, Xuan Le and I didn't help much at all. We all relied on my brother's formation. Speaking of compensation, my Xue family should provide you with it. As for the weapon refining materials, I can just take them."
People who have lived half their lives are so sophisticated in their ways that they can make choices immediately. For favors, you have to let others owe you. When two people get along, you have to pay a little more than others. As time goes by, the relationship will become stronger.
Xue Xuanle's eyes were bent like a crescent moon, and she breathed out a breath of fragrance and said: "Brother Yu, it is indeed as the elder said, you are a great contributor to this hunting competition. Moreover, what the Xue family lacks now is reputation. We also took advantage of it!”
Xue Boren cursed in his heart, he really shouldn't keep a female college student, she hasn't even gotten married yet, her elbows are already turned outwards, girls are facing outwards!
But his face didn't reveal anything. Instead, he agreed: "Well, what Xuan Le said makes sense. Brother Tianrui, don't refuse."
Ouyang Ming added some firewood to the fire, clasped his fists lightly and said, "Since seniors have said so, I will be disrespectful."
"Okay, okay!" Xue Boren clapped his hands and laughed.
Ouyang Ming said no more, and kept his mind on the mourning platform, entering into concentration, imagining the snow-capped mountains in the spiritual world. The snow-capped peaks were majestic and majestic, the cold wind was biting, and a circle of cold wind was like a dragon, whistling on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
Visualizing snowy mountains has become part of his habit.
If anyone could enter Ouyang Ming's spiritual world now, they would be surprised to see this majestic snow peak standing on the horizon like a long sword, with a sharpness that pierces the sky. The snow layer is attracted but does not release, hiding a majestic power. It is conceivable that once the snow peak collapses, the power burst out will be earth-shattering. This is a big avalanche, this is unyielding, this is the heart of the strong.
There was no words for a night, and the morning light was blocked by the breath of death and could not fall into the forest. Even though it was early morning, the forest of death was still extremely dark.
Suddenly, Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed and he stared to the side.
Xue Boren's expression moved, and his figure flickered out like a ghost. He raised the knife and directly smashed the heart of an elementary ferocious beast into pieces. He skillfully took out a blood crystal.
However, there was a look of horror in his eyes, and he secretly sighed in his heart, Brother Tianrui's mental power is so strong, he discovered the ferocious beast that I didn't even notice with ease. I'm afraid that in the land of inheritance where Tianjiao stands side by side, he can be ranked at the forefront, even the most core Taoist
This situation has happened many times. Xue Boren refused to believe it at first, thinking it was just an accident. But after several times, he had to admit that Ouyang Ming's mental power was much stronger than his.
Xue Xuanle stepped forward with a smile like a flower and said: "I'll come, I'll come!"
He reached out to take the blood crystal, and with a thought, he put the blood crystal into the space bag. After a while, he took it out and counted it again. His eyes were like those of a money man, but he was thinking in his heart, this time the Xue family is going to Being in the limelight, he glanced at Ouyang Ming carefully, feeling a little excited and a little satisfied.
At this moment, four light points suddenly appeared in Ouyang Ming's perception. The light points were moving rapidly.
He felt it carefully, and his mental power suddenly condensed. Several people appeared in his mind. Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly, and he whispered softly: "Is Wu Xuning, the young master of the Wu family, also participating in the hunting meeting?"
He lived in Wu's house for a few days and met him once.
After thinking about it, Xue Boren nodded and replied: "Well, I'm participating. I brought a bloody crow and a high-level spiritual person with me. Moreover, he is also an intermediate spiritual person. He is only on the periphery. Nothing will happen, right?"
Although he said this, he was not sure. After all, this was a forest of death, and no one knew what he would encounter.
Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly and he didn't answer. He flew out like a hurricane wrapped around his feet.
Xue Boren and Xue Xuanle also had serious eyes and a vague premonition of something bad in their hearts, so they quickly followed.
Under a cliff.
"Bang!" Deng Changfeng raised his palm and patted it forward gently. Suddenly, a white light flashed in his palm.
The spiritual energy in the blood-red crow's body was already overdrawn, and he couldn't avoid it at all. He was directly hit by the wing, and his body staggered backwards. The breath he had forcibly held in his chest was also blown away, and he fell from the air with a "boom". Among the rotting leaves, the cold wind spread, and the fallen leaves chewed by poisonous insects flew out upside down.
"Run again, this time I'll see where you run!" Deng Changfeng and Shu Ya stood side by side, with mocking looks on their faces. Deng Changfeng suddenly grabbed forward.
The bloody crow was extremely panicked and said to himself: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't accompany you anymore." He waved his wings, and a soft spiritual power burst out, rolling Wu Xuning's body out, and using his spiritual thoughts as a guide, he mobilized his dantian With the last bit of spiritual power, he rushed forward.
He wants to entangle these two people, and when his young master walks away, he will blow himself up!
"No!" Wu Xuning yelled sternly, his eyes shining red.
"If I don't die, the Wu family will fight with you two until death!"
But the light in Deng Changfeng's eyes became brighter, and he laughed and said: "It is indeed the spiritual beast that I fancy, it is just extraordinary." As for the latter sentence, he didn't take it to heart.
Shu Ya added the sword and said: "This is the first time that I have seen such a spiritual beast that protects the master. Brother Deng's vision is indeed admirable."
"That boy has cultivated to the middle level of a spiritual person. His yang has not been released yet. It is also a good tonic. Little sister Shu has a good eye for it."
The two of them were talking and laughing, as if they were taking a leisurely stroll in a garden, and they didn't seem to see the bloody crow coming to kill them.
Suddenly, Shu Ya seemed to have thought of something and lowered her voice: "This guy said he is from the Wu family. It is not easy to hear that the Wu family is in Huixun City."
Deng Changfeng waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter. If we don't kill him, the soul lamp will not go out. By the time the Wu family notices, we will be thousands of miles away."
While speaking, she drew her hands together to restrain the bloody crow. Even the spiritual power in her Dantian was completely frozen. Even if she wanted to self-destruct, she couldn't. The crow rolled far away with a "bang". .
Deng Changfeng walked towards Wu Xuning and said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, little sister Shu Ya is a caring master. She will definitely serve you comfortably, like you have become an immortal. I'm afraid that you, a disciple of this family, will still eat you." It tastes so good, even though I was crying and shouting, I just refused to come down!" He tilted his head and looked at Shu Ya deliberately.
Not only was Shu Ya not angry, but she smiled softly. He also walked towards Wu Xuning. His slender waist was swaying with infinite charm. When he saw it in people's eyes, he couldn't help but make people worry. Will the slender waist that can be held in one hand be broken by the wind