A divine thought was emitted from the Netherworld Spirit Cat, with extremely majestic momentum and strange body movements, like three ghost phantoms.
Three Netherworld Spirit Cats besieged Ye Qing, which made Ye Qing's face very awkward.
Always, the scene is a bit strange.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat looks so cute.
It looks harmless.
It's still fierce.
Want to snatch Ye Qing's desert holy spring.
However, there is no murderous intention on the Netherworld Spirit Cat.
"Shih!"
Ye Qing released a great destruction sword intent realm.
Soon, the Netherworld Spirit Cat was trapped by Ye Qing's sword intent domain.
No matter how many Netherworld Spirit Cats are, they will never be able to break through the constraints of Ye Qing's sword intent domain.
The Netherworld Cat's clone failed, which made the Netherworld Spirit Cat helpless, meowing inside, moving around.
It is worth mentioning that the physical defense of the Netherworld Spirit Cat is still very strong.
Ye Qing's Great Destruction Sword Intent only damaged some of the hairs on the Netherworld Spirit Cat.
None of them hurt the body of the Netherworld Spirit Cat.
Under the cover of the Great Destruction Sword Intent, the clone of the Netherworld Spirit Cat quickly disappeared.
They are all trapped by the sword intent realm, so there is really no need to gather clones.
"Human boy, have the ability to fight to the death with me!"
The Netherworld Spirit Cat shouted, and his divine thoughts were heard, looking fierce.
Surrounded by Ye Qing's Great Destruction Sword Intention, the Netherworld Spirit Cat was obviously very dissatisfied in his heart.
"Okay, then fight to the death!"
Ye Qing took the initiative to cancel the sword intent realm, then swung his fist and killed the Netherworld Spirit Cat.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat's attitude was too arrogant, which made Ye Qing unacceptable.
A mere little cat dares to provoke Ye Qing's majesty.
Ye Qing must convince him.
In an instant, Ye Qing's body flashed, and he reached the side of the Netherworld Spirit Cat, and punched him out with a fierce punch.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat let out a meow, and was shocked.
I didn't expect Ye Qing to be so fast.
Before the Netherworld Spirit Cat could react, he was punched in the face of the big cat.
"Meow……"
The Netherworld Spirit Cat screamed, then waved the cat's claws and came over.
In terms of physical body and speed, the Netherworld Spirit Cat feels that he is very good.
However, under Ye Qing's attack, he was defeated.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat said it was unacceptable.
"Boom!"
A continuous roar sounded.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat was beaten so hard that it screamed, and its beautiful fur was almost stripped of Ye Qing.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat looks very embarrassed.
Meow ~
Soon, under Ye Qing's iron fist education, the Netherworld Spirit Cat became honest.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat already knew very well in his heart that Ye Qing's combat power was so powerful.
With the strength of the Netherworld Spirit Cat, it is almost impossible to compete with Ye Qing.
Ye Qing's iron fist made the Netherworld Spirit Cat despair.
This is a pure physical competition.
Ye Qing did not use various powerful secret techniques or bloodline talents.
It's purely a physical fight.
It made the Netherworld Spirit Cat so angry that it was a terrible sight.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat was abused very badly.
Ye Qing swung his fist as big as a sandbag again.
Not far away, the Saint of Snow Dragon frowned when he saw it.
I thought to myself, it’s a good thing that I admit defeat.
Otherwise, I don’t know what I would be beaten by Ye Qing.
Zhou Fenfang felt heartbroken when she saw the Netherworld Spirit Cat being beaten.
What a cute Netherworld Spirit Cat, Ye Qing, was beaten like a stray cat, and was in a mess.
"Good brother, don't beat him, okay? I want to accept him as a pet!"
Not far away, Zhou Fenfang spoke anxiously.
"oh?"
Ye Qing glanced at her indifferently.
"I just want a pet, I can don't want your desert holy spring." Zhou Fenfang said again.
"Take it."
Ye Qing picked up the Netherworld Spirit Cat and threw it to Zhou Fenfang like he threw it away.
Zhou Fenfang had quick eyes and quick hands, and caught it with her.
The beautiful eyes were filled with care.
"Little cat, don't worry, I will cure you." Zhou Fenfang said softly.
“Meow~”
The Netherworld Spirit Cat was completely depressed and dared not resist.
He simply lay in Zhou Fenfang's arms.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat, who was beaten to pieces, finally knew what a real terrifying body was!
He now regrets fighting with Ye Qing.
The eyes of a big cat were filled with fear.
I guess I don’t dare to cause trouble for Ye Qing in the future.
It was simply a dream to still want to snatch Ye Qing's desert holy spring.
"Little Cat Cat, are you convinced now?"
Ye Qing glanced at the Netherworld Spirit Cat with great interest.
"Meow……"
The Netherworld Spirit Cat's meow became much more docile than before.
It seemed like he became a good baby in an instant.
The Netherworld Spirit Cat knew very well that with his own strength, he could only be a good baby in front of Ye Qing.
Otherwise, the Netherworld Spirit Cat would probably be even more miserable by Ye Qing.
After making a meow, the Netherworld Spirit Cat shrank into Zhou Fenfang's arms.
Hiding in Zhou Fenfang's arms, he felt very warm, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.
"Little Cat Cat, you will be my pet in the future. Do you agree?" Zhou Fenfang smiled.
"Meow!"
The Netherworld Spirit Cat made a pleasant sound.
Continue to seek warmth in Zhou Fenfang's arms.
As a beautiful pet, the Netherworld Spirit Cat certainly has no objection.
Compared to Ye Qing, the Netherworld Spirit Cat felt that Zhou Fenfang was much more friendly.
After Ye Qing took away the Desert Holy Spring, he planned to find a place to refine it.
The matter here came to an end.
As for the people from the Xuelong Mountain bandit group, since they dare not come to steal Ye Qing's things, there is no need for Ye Qing to kill them.
Soon, Ye Qing took steps and turned around and left.
They didn't say anything to Zhou Fenfang.
Zhou Fenfang is still petting her cats there.
Seeing Ye Qing suddenly leave, he chased after him.
"Good brother, where are you going? Why don't you bring me with you?" Zhou Fenfang was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Ye Qing.
Ye Qing gave her a blank look.
No words.
"Good brother, let's go together. There must be other desert holy springs in the endless desert!" Zhou Fenfang said with a smile.
"Brother, please stay!"
Just as Ye Qing had just walked not far away, suddenly, the Snow Dragon Saint Lord shouted and quickly chased after him.
Ye Qing frowned.
By the way, when will I become the eldest brother of the Saint Lord Xuelong?
"You have something to do?" Ye Qing said slowly.
"Hehe, brother, I'll be scrambling with you from now on, will I be able to do it?"
"From now on, you will be the boss of the Xuelong Mountain bandit group!"
The Snow Dragon Saint Lord smiled flatteringly.
Acting in the endless desert, the Snow Dragon Saint Lord has always been very clear about a principle.
The strong are respected.
The Saint of Xuelong knew that Ye Qing's combat power was far above him.
There will inevitably be many benefits to being able to follow Ye Qing in the future.
"no!"
Ye Qing refused decisively.
The Snow Dragon Saint was full of disappointment.
In his opinion, his strength is pretty good and there is still a team.
The people in the Xuelong Mountain bandit group are not weak anymore, but they seem very humble when they are fighting against Ye Qing.
"You have to follow me, yes, but bandit groups or something, then forget it." Ye Qing said seriously.
"Oh, that's fine. The boss doesn't like robbers, so we'll turn back to justice!" Saint Lord Xuelong laughed.