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"Okay, but we are not mortal enemies, so there is no need to fight to the death. How about a punch to decide the winner?" Shi Yue pondered for a moment and suggested.

"Haha, that's what I mean too. Whoever wins will own this night silver flower." Wang Feng laughed and said generously.

"Okay, it's a deal."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Feng's body glowed with yellow light, and his body grew larger. He flashed in front of Shi Yue and smashed his right fist with yellow light towards Shi Yue.

Shi Yue snorted lightly, and his body glowed with black light. His right hand clenched into a fist and faced Wang Feng's right fist.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided with each other.

Wang Feng felt a huge force coming, and his body involuntarily retreated behind him, and Shi Yue also retreated behind him.

Wang Feng retreated three steps, and Shi Yue retreated half a step. From this point of view, Shi Yue was slightly better.

The two looked at each other, and both could see a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Wang Feng is one of the few physical cultivators in Qingyang Sect. Not only does he have the foundation of great perfection, but his physical body is also extremely strong. Ordinary spiritual weapons can hardly hurt him at all. His strength is far above Qin Yang.

He never expected that Li Mubai, who defeated Qin Yang, was even more powerful than he imagined, and his strength was even greater than his.

Shi Yue also didn't expect that Wang Feng was so strong. You know, he has successfully cultivated the fifth level of the Nine Changes of the True Spirit at this time, and swallowed a bottle of diluted Seven-Colored Glazed Liquid. Wang Feng can actually make him retreat half a step, which is somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Haha, Li Mubai is indeed worthy of his reputation. It seems that it's not that Junior Brother Qin is useless, but that Fellow Daoist Li is too strong. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Li can tell me which kind of physical training method you practiced, and your strength is even greater than the Barbarian Bull Technique I practiced." Wang Feng laughed and said generously.

"I practice the Black Bear Transformation, which is known for its strength. Fellow Daoist Wang's Barbarian Bull Technique is also good." Shi Yue made up a name calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Li is too polite. I am still far behind you. This night silver flower belongs to you. I will have a good fight with you when I have time after leaving the secret realm."

After Wang Feng said this, a burst of yellow light flashed behind him, and a pair of yellow wings about ten feet long appeared out of thin air. With a flap, the whole person disappeared from the original place, leaving a vague afterimage in the air, and disappeared into the sky in a few flashes.

After Shi Yue watched Wang Feng leave, he shook his sleeves suddenly, and the Qingluan Sword flew out, turning into a long green rainbow several feet long, slashing on the ground near the night silver flower.

"Boom!"

There was a groove several feet long and one foot deep on the ground. If you look closely, you can find some brown blood flowing out of the groove on both sides.

Shi Yue made a hand gesture, and the green long rainbow circled and disappeared into his sleeve.

The bloodstains were obviously left by the demon insect. The demon insect was hiding underground, but it could not escape Shi Yue's spiritual sense and was killed by Shi Yue using the Qingluan Sword.

Shi Yue carefully dug up the soil near the night silver flower, dug it out with its roots, and put it in a wooden box.

The night silver flower is a precious auxiliary medicine for refining many high-level elixirs. This night silver flower has been there for five hundred years. If it is put on the auction, it will definitely cause crazy bidding from high-level cultivators.

"Woo woo!"

The snow cloud marten rushed over and circled around Shi Yue, making a woo woo sound, and his eyes kept rolling, full of expectation, as if asking Shi Yue for credit.

"You have a very sensitive nose, little guy. These two hundred-year-old spiritual herbs are a reward for you." Shi Yue squatted down, touched the head of the Snow Cloud Marten lovingly, and fed it two hundred-year-old spiritual herbs.

After eating the two hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, the Snow Cloud Marten became more affectionate to Shi Yue. It stuck out its pink tongue, licked Shi Yue's cheek, jumped up, and ran away.

Shi Yue's figure flashed, and he turned into a shadow and chased after it.

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Above a certain open plain, a red giant python more than ten feet long and a two-foot-long red bird were fighting fiercely.

The red bird had a small head and a huge body. It had two pairs of red wings on its back and three red sharp feet on its abdomen. Its appearance was very similar to that of a crow.

The giant crow flapped its two pairs of wings fiercely, and hundreds of red fireballs flashed out, rushing to hit the red python, and the rolling flames engulfed the red python's body.

Some red fireballs hit the ground, and suddenly there was a loud explosion, and several huge earth pits appeared on the ground.

A few strange roars, the flames flashed wildly, and then dissipated and disappeared.

The giant crow spread its wings and soared into the sky. Three red claws grabbed the red python's body, but only scratched the scales on the surface of the red python.

Taking this opportunity, the red python opened its bloody mouth and bit the giant crow's neck like lightning.

"Woo woo!"

The giant crow let out a painful cry, and a look of pain appeared on its face.

Chen Shaoming put his hands behind his back and looked at the giant crow with an indifferent expression.

"It's not easy for you to cultivate to level six. I'm in need of a spiritual bird to take me on. I'll give you two choices: surrender to me or die." Chen Shaoming said coldly.

The giant crow let out a miserable cry, its eyes full of pleading.

Chen Shaoming smiled calmly, opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of blood, which rolled and surged, turning into hundreds of tadpole-sized blood runes, which spun around and headed straight for the giant crow.

The giant crow was unwilling, but dared not disobey, and watched hundreds of blood runes sink into its head.

When the last blood rune sank into the giant crow's head, Chen Shaoming jumped up and landed steadily on the back of the giant crow.

He pinched his fingers with one hand, and the red giant python opened its mouth. After a blur, it turned into a crystal clear red flying sword, and after a shake, it turned into a red round bead and flew into his mouth.

At this moment, a green light flew from the distant sky.

Chen Shaoming raised his eyebrows and looked at the green light with indifference.

Not long after, the green light stopped, and it turned out to be a middle-aged Taoist nun.

The middle-aged Taoist nun glanced at the giant crow and Chen Shaoming, frowning, her eyes full of fear.

"What? Want to take advantage?" Chen Shaoming asked indifferently.

"Daoyou have misunderstood, I am just passing by here." The middle-aged Taoist nun hurriedly explained.

Chen Shaoming glanced at the storage bag on the middle-aged Taoist nun's waist and said coldly: "Leave the storage bag on your body, you can go away."

"Daoyou, do you think I am easy to bully!" The middle-aged Taoist nun's face turned cold.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being rude." Chen Shaoming opened his mouth and a red round bead flew out and flew straight to the middle-aged Taoist nun.

The middle-aged Taoist nun's face changed slightly. She didn't expect the other party to start a fight as soon as she said it.

She hurriedly offered a green-glowing whisk, and after a shake, a "chi chi" sounded, and a large piece of slender green hair shot out and greeted the red round bead.