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The White Tiger Martial Saint turned to the Tai Chi Martial Saint, turned sideways slightly, and asked softly, "What is the bet?"

Tai Chi Martial Saint replied: "Two Extreme Holy Soldiers and 10,000 drops of life water, but now the Blood-Eyed Martial Saint has unfortunately died."

The White Tiger Martial Saint nodded slightly, and his eyes slowly turned to Ao Ye Martial Saint and the other three, with their eyes like a knife, and said in a deep voice: "Since the Blood-Eyed Martial Saint is killed by you, then his part will be restored by Wuxin Martial Saint and Silver Thunder Martial Saint. superior."

When the two saints heard this, their faces instantly turned gloomy as ink, as if they had been splashed with a bucket of black dye.

I thought I could be lucky enough to stay out of the matter, but I didn't expect to fill the gap in the Blood Eye Martial Saint, and I thought to myself that this was obviously too much.

But now people are the slaughter and I am the fish. The situation is stronger than others. So what can I do?

He could only break his teeth and swallow his blood, and forcibly swallow his anger and grievances, and dared not speak out.

He clenched his fists with his hands, and the blue veins were exposed, but he did not dare to resist at all.

They lost all their money in this battle for ruins.

The genius descendants were killed and injured, and their years of hard work were wasted.

He offended the blood clan again and may be retaliated against him in the future.

Now he is forced to bleed heavily, and even worse, this time he is tantamount to an enemy.

It's really unlucky.

Ao Ye Wusheng and the other three reluctantly gathered the bets again.

Every action was filled with a strong sense of unwillingness and helplessness. When he was handed over to the White Tiger Martial Saint, Ao Ye Wusheng had a dark face, endured the anger that was about to burst out, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth and asked: "Can I leave this time?"

The White Tiger Martial Saint raised his eyebrows, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Get out!"

Ao Ye Wu Sheng tore the space apart, his body flashed and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a slightly twisted crack in the space, as if telling their embarrassment and panic.

Seeing Ao Ye and the other three fleeing in a panic, Tai Chi Martial Saint showed a smug look on his face. His smile was like a blooming chrysanthemum, brilliant and ostentatious, and he smiled, "I really made a fortune this time."

While speaking, his eyes glanced at the White Tiger Martial Saint intentionally or unintentionally, with hints in his eyes, and his mind was obvious, clearly implying that it was time to share the spoils.

How could the White Tiger Martial Saint not understand? The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared, and he said with a smile: "It is indeed a great harvest."

After saying that, he threw a saint of extreme Taoism and five thousand drops of life water to the Tai Chi Martial Saint.

The Tai Chi Martial Saint reached out to catch it, and when he looked closely, he was stunned.

The originally proud smile froze on his face instantly.

He turned into a look of astonishment, his eyes were wide open, his mouth slightly opened, as if he could stuff an egg into it, and he thought to himself: What does this mean? Why are there so few divisions?

It’s better to have only one saint soldier in the extreme way, but why is the water of life so stingy?

He is not a fool. The total number of water in life is obviously 45,000 drops, so why do you give him only 5,000 drops?

Wouldn't this beggar?

The old lady, the White Tiger Martial Saint, is so dark-hearted!

Of course, he only dared to secretly complain about these thoughts in his heart.

But he dared not express anything on his face.

The White Tiger Martial Saint glanced at the Tai Chi Martial Saint with aggrieved face, with a calm expression, as if he hadn't seen anything, and said softly: "If I hadn't spoken, would you think you could get the bet?"

Tai Chi Martial Saint was speechless for a while.

He knew in his heart that if the White Tiger Martial Saint had not come forward, with the attitude of Ao Ye Martial Saint and others, he would be very likely to return empty-handed.

The White Tiger Martial Saint ignored the Tai Chi Martial Saint and glanced around, leaving behind 30,000 drops of life water and all the holy soldiers.

He handed over the rest of his wealth to Chu Feng, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said softly, "It's all yours."

Chu Feng hurriedly said respectfully: "Thank you for the reward of Marshal."

Chu Feng was not a greedy person, leaving behind five thousand drops of life water, all the Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers and fifty Martial King Blood Pill Queen.

He handed over the remaining property to Fang Heng, with a gentle expression and a gentle tone: "Fang Heng, please divide these."

Seeing Chu Feng's actions, everyone looked at him with respect and gratitude, and thanked him one after another, and their admiration for him increased a little.

At this time, the Tai Chi Martial Saint saw that Fang Heng was busy distributing his property and finally found the opportunity. He asked curiously: "Chu Feng, how are you......"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Feng interrupted quickly and bowed, "Senior, please block it."

The Tai Chi Martial Saint was slightly stunned, then reacted, nodded, and enveloped Chu Feng and the White Tiger Martial Saint with their immortal willpower.

Chu Feng then said, "What I asked, probably, is it that I am plaguing the blood clan?"

"In fact, I not only blame the blood clan, but also cleverly provoke disputes between the faceless clan and the snake clan."

"As for the methods, I will not hide it. I have successfully practiced the ever-changing body refining technique of the Faceless Clan."

"What?"When the White Tiger Martial Saint and the Tai Chi Martial Saint heard this, they all showed shock on their faces.

I looked at each other and confirmed that I had never heard hallucinated.

But the news was too amazing, and they were unbelievable, as if they had heard a fantasy.

The faceless tribe's ever-changing body refining technique has the tragic consequences of its cultivation. They are well aware of it, and it can be called a suicide technique.

The human race ended in failure many attempts, and many genius warriors died.

Now Chu Feng claims to have successfully practiced, which is shocking.

Even with the calm mind of the two saints, they couldn't help but feel excited, and layers of turbulence were stirred in their hearts, just like a huge rock thrown into the calm lake, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

The Tai Chi Martial Saint restrained his expression and forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart. He stared at Chu Feng with a serious face: "Boy, this matter is of great importance, so don't joke."

Indeed, the faceless tribe is far more difficult to a certain extent than the dragon tribe.

The fundamental reason is that they are good at transforming skills and can quietly enter the human race.

It is like a time bomb hidden in the dark, which may detonate at any time, causing immeasurable disasters.

"Boy, if you really practice all kinds of physical refining techniques, you will be a great hero of my human race! Change yourself quickly and let me find out the truth!"

The Tai Chi Martial Saint's eyes were hot, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, full of eagerness and expectation, his body leaned forward slightly, and he couldn't wait to see what was going on.

Chu Feng nodded with a calm expression. He took out a drop of bloody blood from the storage ring. The blood emitted a strange red light, and there was a faint blood swaying.

Chu Feng raised his head and swallowed it down.

In an instant, Chu Feng's body changed drastically, his light flashed around him, his bones clattered, and his muscles squirmed.

After transforming himself into the blood-handed saint grandson of the blood clan, his breath and appearance are the same as the original version, without any flaws.

"It really transformed!"

"And this transformation technique is more hidden and unpredictable than the Faceless Clan!"

The White Tiger Martial Saint and Tai Chi Martial Saint were amazed and kept looking around Chu Feng.

His eyes were full of amazement and confusion. He sometimes looked closer to observe and sometimes retreated to examine, as if he wanted to see through Chu Feng's transformation secretly.

After a long time, the Tai Chi Martial Saint could not suppress his curiosity and asked, "Chu Feng, how did you practice it? Can you share the method of cultivation? Don't worry, the empire will not treat you badly."

Chu Feng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, "I really don't know. I just wanted to try it out for a while. Unexpectedly, I succeeded by chance. Perhaps because of the dual cultivation of soul and martial arts of the younger generation?"

When Tai Chi Martial Saint heard this, he fell into deep thought, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about the connection, his brows were furrowing, and various thoughts kept flashing in his mind, trying to find out the key factors for Chu Feng's successful cultivation.

Seeing this, Baihu Wusheng immediately reminded: "This matter must be kept strictly confidential."

The Tai Chi Martial Saint came to his senses and nodded quickly: "I understand."

"There is another matter. The Spirit Clan and the Faceless Clan have secretly formed an alliance. However, as the Holy Grandson of the Birthless, they killed many warriors of the Spirit Clan and got apart." Chu Feng added.

When Tai Chi Martial Saint heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Oh? The spiritual clan formed an alliance with the faceless clan? It was unexpected."

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have invited the old fox Lingfeng to have tea. This old thing is hidden deep enough!"