It has to be said that Zhao Wushuang's perception is very sensitive. After meeting Ye Feng's weird smile, he immediately felt that something was wrong and goosebumps stood up all over his body.
"Ahem!"
With a dry cough, Ye Feng's eyes filled with strange colors, he stared at Zhao Wushuang, and said unhurriedly: "Don't you want me to be your subordinate?"
"You are my subordinate now!"
"Damn!" Ye Feng really couldn't stand Zhao Wushuang's self-righteousness and said, "Let's make a bet. If you win, I will become your subordinate sincerely. If you lose, we will become brothers."
"Okay!" Zhao Wushuang agreed directly without thinking. In his opinion, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't do.
"Tell me, how do you want to bet?"
"It's very simple!" Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "As long as you subdue the Fire Qilin, I will be your subordinate. However, you have to subdue the Fire Qilin in front of me, otherwise it will not count!"
"That's so easy!" Zhao Wushuang felt happy and walked to Ye Feng with a smile, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find Fire Qilin!"
"Lead the way!" Ye Feng said with a bright smile on his face.
Ye Feng believes that as long as he follows Zhao Wushuang, he will not be able to conquer the Fire Qilin.
The reason is naturally simple, because as long as he appears as a zombie, Fire Qilin will easily go berserk.
Putting away the Fangtian Demon Halberd, Zhao Wushuang walked slowly towards the passage with a relaxed smile on his handsome face.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang's steps stagnated slightly and he looked at the group of cultivators in front of him.
Because of the commotion caused by the Fire Qilin just now, many cultivators rushed here.
At this moment, sixteen cultivators gathered together. In front of them was a vine. However, it was burnt a little dry and scorched by the flames burst out by the Fire Qilin. The color of the Blood Bodhi on it also looked much darker.
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Seeing the arrival of Zhao Wushuang and Ye Feng, the expressions of the sixteen cultivators changed slightly.
However, after feeling that there were no energy fluctuations around Zhao Wushuang and Ye Feng, several of them breathed a sigh of relief with contempt on their faces.
"Get away!"
One of the old men half-squinted his eyes, with a cold light flowing in them, like a lone wolf, staring at Zhao Wushuang who was walking in the front.
Zhao Wushuang didn't seem to hear the old man's unkind words. He frowned and muttered in his heart, "There's something wrong!"
In the past, as long as Zhao Wushuang wanted to find some kind of sacred object of heaven and earth, it was basically easy to find it, and no one else would get involved.
But now, someone actually discovered Blood Bodhi before him, which made him feel very confused.
Under the cold gazes of everyone, Zhao Wushuang walked slowly towards the vine. He wanted to see what was so different about this vine.
"court death!"
Seeing Zhao Wushuang walking quickly, the old man's eyes flashed fiercely as he spoke, and a terrifying power of artistic conception rolled out, turning into a huge, blurry beast.
"Let's have some fun!"
"Bang!"
Zhao Wushuang didn't even look at it. He raised his right hand suddenly, and the terrifying and vast blood energy turned into a palm print and slapped hard on the vague beast formed by the power of artistic conception.
Under the horrified gaze of the old man, the ferocious beast formed by the power of artistic conception collapsed in an instant.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man's face was filled with shock, and he lost his voice: "How is this possible?"
Not only did the old man look horrified, but so did the others. They knew the old man's strength very well, but now they were hit hard by someone's palm casually.
Zhao Wushuang's attitude was really too calm, as if he was swatting mosquitoes.
Ye Feng chuckled. The strongest among these cultivators was the Perfect God Fusion Realm. Their combat power would not exceed 800, but Zhao Wushuang's combat power was as high as 2980. There was no comparison at all.
Under the horrified gazes of the sixteen cultivators, Ye Feng followed Zhao Wushuang and picked off six dim-colored Blood Bodhisattva.
But Zhao Wushuang stared at the burnt vines and muttered, "It doesn't seem to be anything special?"
Raising his hand to scratch the back of his head, Zhao Wushuang tilted his head and murmured: "Could it be that my luck is starting to get worse?"
Seeing Ye Feng put all six Blood Bodhis into the space ring, the eyes of the sixteen cultivators were full of greed.
The old man who had the power of his artistic conception dispersed with a palm from Zhao Wushuang had a look of reluctance on his face. He was already old and his blood energy was beginning to decline. There was almost no possibility of a breakthrough. But if he could obtain the Blood Bodhi, through the huge blood energy in it, he would have a lot of potential.
Great opportunity to break through to the Yangshen realm.
"Who are you two? I am the leader of the Yunlong Gang..."
"roll!"
At this moment, Zhao Wushuang was not in a good mood. Hearing the old man's ramblings, he suddenly turned around, and a violent momentum swept across all directions.
In the eyes of the sixteen cultivators, Zhao Wushuang's figure suddenly grew taller, as if he had transformed into a giant reaching the sky, so sacred and majestic that they could not even look up at him.
"A bunch of rubbish, do you really think that I, Zhao Wushuang, have no temper? If you talk too much, kill them all!"
Listening to Zhao Wushuang's cold words, the group of cultivators were furious, but no one dared to refute.
"They are trash, what about me?"
Suddenly, a frivolous voice sounded, and a young man in blue uniform was seen walking slowly into the passage with his hands behind his back.
"Um?"
As soon as the young man walked into the passage, the frivolous smile on his face instantly froze, and his eyes were full of astonishment and helplessness.
"Master Long!"
As soon as he saw the young man appear, the old man looked happy and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "Hongfeng has seen Master Long!"
"Um!"
The young man curled his lips, but cursed secretly in his heart, why is this guy here?
The old man seemed unable to see the young man's helplessness and fear, and a cold light flowed in his eyes, saying: "Master Long, we just found six Blood Bodhisattva, and we planned to take them off and give them to you. But these two madmen not only snatched them away, but
Blood Bodhi is even more arrogant and does not take the Yunlong Gang seriously at all."
In the old man's opinion, as long as the young Master Long in front of him comes forward, he will definitely be able to defeat the two madmen. After all, the man in front of him is one of the top ten geniuses of the new generation in the capital. His fighting power is extremely strong, not weaker than the strongest in the ordinary Yang Shen realm.
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But the next second, the old man froze, his eyes filled with incredible light, listening to the young man's helpless words.
"He is indeed qualified not to take the Yunlong Gang seriously!"
"What?" The old man was shocked. Young Master Long, who had always been unruly and unruly, would actually say such a thing?
Under everyone's stunned gazes, Ye Feng grinned and winked at the helpless young man, "Robbery, hand over the space ring!"
"Depend on!"
Everyone cursed at the same time, even Zhao Wushuang was slightly stunned.
What is even more shocking is that Master Long, one of the top ten geniuses of the new generation in the capital, obediently pulled out the space ring on his finger and threw it towards Ye Feng, "Here you go!"
