Fighting the Supreme Realm

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Outside the auction house, the young man who obtained the sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life led the crowd around a few corners and disappeared into Juxi City. The brilliant smile could be vaguely seen fading away.

The joy of getting the sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life distracted the few people a little. They were still immersed in the excitement of the successful auction and did not notice the black shadows following behind them.

The black shadows were Qing Muer and his group.

"Friends in front, please stay." After a few ups and downs, in a secluded place with few people, the red-clothed elder spoke in a deep voice.

The people in front heard the words, and their hearts sank. They turned around and looked at Qing Muer and others vigilantly.

"Hey, I didn't expect to meet Miss Qing here. I feel honored." The other party actually knew Qing Muer! The elders were stunned and didn't know what to do for a while.

It's such luck to meet an acquaintance during a robbery.....．

Qing Muer was also stunned. She really couldn't remember who this person was, but she felt vaguely familiar.

Seeing that it was Qing Muer and the others, the other party seemed relieved, "Miss Qing is so busy, it's normal that you don't remember me." The young man smiled elegantly, with a gentlemanly smile on his lips.

"I am Feng Shaobai, the young master of the War Demon Clan. Our clan has always been on good terms with the Demon King. I have only seen Miss Qing's beautiful face once in several visits, and I often sigh with regret." The young man was polite.

It turned out to be the young master of the War Demon Clan. Several elders were immediately overwhelmed, hoping that Qing Muer would change her mind and not be impulsive.

Qing Muer finally vaguely remembered that there was such a person, but these courtesies had no effect on Qing Muer. At this time, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to help Xiao Yan get the sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life. As for the admiring look that Feng Shaobai looked at her, she felt very annoyed.

"It's best if everyone knows each other. I want to discuss something with you." Qing Muer was not completely unreasonable. At least she knew how to use courtesy before force.

Seeing that Qing Muer, the most beautiful woman in the demon clan, wanted to discuss something with him, Feng Shaobai was somewhat flattered and quickly said: "I wonder what Miss Qing wants to say. I will do my best."

"Yeah, it's not a big deal. Can you give me the sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life that you just took?" Qing Muer saw that the other party had a kind expression and thought that the matter should be easy to handle, and her face became much better.

Hearing that Qing Muer wanted to discuss this with him, Feng Shaobai's expression suddenly became embarrassed. With a bitter smile, the young man clasped his fists and said: "To be honest, this prescription and the fruit of life are very important to me. I really can't give them up. Please forgive me, Miss Qing."

"This sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life are very useful to me. Please set a condition." Qing Muer thought of her lack of money and her face turned red, but she still insisted.

Feng Shaobai's face changed when he heard this. Qing Muer's words clearly had a tone of forcing others.

The red-robed elder stepped forward. He knew that Qing Muer was determined to get the sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life, so he hoped to persuade Feng Shaobai to give them up to avoid a big fight and hurt the harmony. As for the conditions, as long as the other party can agree, it doesn't matter if he suffers a little loss.

"This prescription and the fruit of life really have extraordinary significance to our young lady. If you are willing to give them up, we will be grateful, and the Blood Demon Clan will also remember your kindness."

Feng Shaobai's face struggled fiercely, changing constantly. After thinking for a long time, he finally shook his head.

"There is really no way. My clan also values ​​this prescription and the fruit of life very much. They have special uses. But for the sake of the Demon Emperor, I can give up a fruit of life. As for the others, I can only say sorry."

It seems that there is no room for negotiation. Qing Muer got angry and had to rob. Even if it was the young master of the War Demon Clan, Qing Muer didn't care. For Xiao Yan, no matter how much it was, a fruit of life really didn't mean much.

Qing Muer's eyebrows were raised, and she took a step forward. Her five-star mid-stage fighting spirit rose to the sky without any concealment, and her aura was long and vigorous.

"Are you going to rob it? Our two clans have always been on good terms." Feng Shaobai's face changed drastically, and the strength of the five-star mid-stage Doudi also came out majestically, which was mighty and frightening, and was faintly stronger than Qing Muer.

Several elders were worried that Qing Muer would make a mistake, so they strode forward and released their fighting spirit. The other party was not to be outdone, and drew their weapons and took a stance. The two sides suddenly became deadlocked, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn. The scene was full of gunpowder, as if they could start a fight at any time.

"I'm sorry. I, Qing Muer, will compensate you afterwards." Qing Muer took advantage of the situation and did not let anyone off. The soft whip swung thousands of phantoms, and the tip of the whip at the front flashed a blue light, wrapping around the ring on Feng Shaobai's hand. Several elders dispersed together, ready to wait, their nerves were as tense as an arrow about to leave the string, and they could attack at any time as long as the other party made a move.

Feng Shaobai stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling his men not to act rashly. His face was gloomy but helpless, and he went forward alone. He pulled his hands in the air, and a black chain hammer appeared in his hand, spreading an electric net, and the jumping arc rushed towards Qing Muer along the chain.

Fortunately, everyone still had some rationality and did not completely lose their minds. The group fight turned into a single fight, but everyone in the field was an important figure in the clan, and there could not be any mistakes. The elders who watched the fight felt that time passed too long. Watching the fight was more tiring than playing in person, and they were always worried.

Qing Muer shook her strength, and her fighting spirit poured into the soft whip, forcing back the electric net. Her body was like a snake, almost sliding past the chain hammer, and the soft whip in her hand rolled up blue flowers, covering Feng Shaobai's back.

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