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"Want to leave!" Gan Chu Zhenren snorted coldly, and the long sword in his sleeve suddenly flew out.

He practiced the unique skill of Fentian Peak, the Burning Lamp Sword Technique. The long sword broke through the air, and a hot breath suddenly filled the surroundings.

Seeing that he could not escape, the dragon and lion demon cultivator turned over and jumped up, offering a short stick.

The two magic weapons collided in the air, making a sound of metal and stone hitting each other, "clang", the true energy overflowed, and sand and stones flew.

After less than ten moves, there was a loud bang, and the courtyard wall on the east side was hit by the short stick and collapsed.

Shi Feng swept the formation with a sword, watching the two golden elixirs fight.

The dragon and lion demon cultivator was not Gan Chu Taoist's opponent in the first place, and he was hit by a palm and was seriously injured. Only 60% to 70% of his 100% strength remained, and he was even more defeated.

He could not resist Gan Chu Taoist's flying sword, the range of the short stick shrank, and the breath in his mouth became heavier and heavier.

But Gan Chu Taoist also had concerns. The Purple Flame Dragon and Lion was one of the two upper clans of Fengming Mountain Tribe, and its strength was much stronger than Taiji Sect.

The other party has already transformed and gained wisdom, and obviously has a high status in the clan. If he is killed rashly, I am afraid that the two families will have trouble.

Therefore, Taoist Ganchu wanted to capture the other party and ask him why he attacked his disciples.

The dragon-lion demon cultivator barely fought for another seven or eight rounds, and his chest was getting more and more painful, while Shi Feng was still watching from the side, ready to attack at any time.

So the dragon-lion demon cultivator swung his stick, slipped, and disappeared into the ground.

"Earth escape?" Taoist Ganchu laughed.

He shook his right hand, "quick", and a golden light had already sunk into the ground.

Shi Feng knew that this was the treasure of his uncle, the "Dragon Capture Rope", which broke through the earth and entered the water, as if walking in the void.

The dragon-lion demon cultivator originally relied on the earth escape technique as a unique one. Even if the other two could also escape, their speed would definitely not be as fast as his.

Who knew that after diving seven feet, he found something breaking through the earth and rushing towards him.

The dragon-lion demon cultivator was horrified. He used twelve powers and rushed forward, constantly changing directions.

However, the dragon-catching rope was like a thorn in the flesh, and it kept following closely.

Seeing that he could not escape, the dragon-lion demon cultivator could only use his luck to fly out of the ground with a whoosh.

He only heard a loud laugh, "Long-haired lion, you are having fun drilling around down there?"

In front of him, Gan Chu Zhenren and Shi Feng blocked him one after the other.

The dragon-lion demon cultivator's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and shouted hoarsely, "Stinky old Taoist, do you really think you can keep me here?!"

As he said that, he took a deep breath, and his purple mane suddenly stood up.

Shi Feng was horrified and shouted, "Be careful of his hair, it's highly poisonous!"

Gan Chu Zhenren was startled, and shouted loudly, and a small red tripod flew out of his palm.

This magic weapon was his furnace "Red Carp Tripod"!

The magic weapon was at his will, and once it was out of his hand, it turned into a large tripod about ten feet wide.

Gan Chu Taoist flipped his wrist, and the copper tripod turned upside down, covering him and Shi Feng in it.

At this moment, the purple hair on the head of the dragon-lion demon cultivator stood up like needles, and flew out like a crossbow.

In the other room, the bronze tripod of Master Ganchu just fell, and countless needles shot out of the bronze tripod like arrows.

Master Ganchu was in the tripod, listening attentively.

After ten breaths, he pushed the tripod open, "The demon cultivator ran away!"

After Shi Feng learned to travel in all directions, his spiritual power was almost as good as Ganchu's. He pointed to the west, "It seems to go in this direction."

Ganchu nodded and said, "Yes, chase! This purple-haired lion was hit by my palm and can't run far."

He pulled Shi Feng over, stepped on the flying sword, and chased after it.

The dragon-lion demon cultivator was one step ahead, running hundreds of feet like the wind and lightning. While he was flying, he took out a pill and swallowed it.

Master Ganchu was anxious, and he kept urging his magic power, breaking the air with his long sword, chasing him closely.

The two sides chased and fled, and the direction was exactly towards the city.

Seeing the city wall in front of him, Gan Chu Zhenren suddenly felt his feet sink, and his flying sword spun and fell down rapidly.

"Oh no, it's a forbidden air restriction."

The dragon-lion demon cultivator in front couldn't stand the escape light and fell straight down.

As soon as he landed, he rolled on the ground and showed his true form, which was a huge purple-haired lion.

If both parties flew with flying tools, the dragon-lion demon cultivator was injured and his speed was not as fast as Gan Chu Taoist's flying sword. It would only take a cup of tea for Gan Chu Taoist to catch up.

However, if both parties landed on the ground and ran, Gan Chu and Shi Feng, who had two legs, could not outrun the four-legged lion.

Seeing the purple lion's four legs rise up, chasing farther and farther, in the end, even its shadow could not be seen.

"I can't catch him! This mixed-haired lion is lucky!" Master Ganchu stopped and sighed, "By the way, why did this demon cultivator pester you?"

Shi Feng shook his head, "I am also very puzzled! I have never dealt with him, let alone offended him, why did he suddenly attack me!"

Ganchu thought for a while, "He just asked me if I also want to steal the treasure, maybe he has his eyes on some treasure on you."

"That makes sense! But what exactly is it?"

Shi Feng was unsure, he had a lot of treasures on him, such as the black tortoise bone, the seven-star evil-slaying sword, the soul-raising coffin, the seven-fire gourd armor, etc., which are all treasures.

In addition, there are various flying swords and other magic tools that he has refined by himself.

Even many living things on him are treasures, such as the white fox, the horned dragon, Xiao Hei, the seven-striped insect king...

Which one did the dragon and lion demon cultivator take a fancy to?

"Forget it, it's better to run away. Anyway, he is seriously injured and should not dare to attack again. We will leave Shuzhong after finishing our business. He should be tempted by money and it is impossible for him to chase to Taijimen. These days, you should try to stay by my side."

"Yes! Uncle."

"By the way! Xiaofeng, I'm just looking for you. I have something important to discuss with you. Let's talk while walking."

The two did not enter the city, but walked south along the city wall.

"Master, is there anything you want me to do?"

"Don't rush to ask about anything. Let me ask you first, Xiaofeng, did you take the weapon master test later?"

Shi Feng smiled, "Uncle, why are you bringing this up again? Haven't I told you many times? Disciple refining weapons is purely a hobby. I have never thought about making a living from it and what to do if I pass the weapon refining master level exam!"

"You mean you haven't passed the exam and you're still not even the lowest ninth-grade weapon refiner?"

"Yes, my disciple is useless."

Taoist Qianchu stamped his feet repeatedly, "It's a pity, it's a pity, I missed a great opportunity."

He then couldn't help complaining, "You brat, I have told you many times before that you should take the exam to become a weapon refiner and be prepared for any danger, but you just don't listen. Now you're done, but you're blind."

Shi Feng rubbed his head, "Uncle, you've made me confused. What opportunity did this disciple miss by not taking the exam as an weapon master?"

"Xiao Feng, do you know what your uncle is doing in Chengdu this time?"

"I know! Uncle Master, aren't you here to help Master Yan Er's boxing?"

Taoist Qianchu nodded, "Then how much do you know about the martial arts competition at the Eighteen Alliance Mountain Sacrifice Ceremony?"

"In the past few days, Yan Wu has been wandering around with his disciples, and I heard him tell some anecdotes.

I heard that the Eighteenth League of Shuzhong used to be a branch of the Wanling Sect, and everyone was a fellow disciple. The mountain worship ceremony was to pay homage to the ancestors of the past, and to remind the Eighteenth Family that they are brothers and sisters and should be united.

However, after the mountain sacrificial ceremony, the Eighteenth Aristocratic Family will have to compete in martial arts to re-determine the ranking of the Eighteenth Aristocratic Family.

They call it the martial arts competition, but the competition in the martial arts competition is not about magical powers, but about weapon refining skills. "

Qian Chudao said, "Actually, the earliest martial arts meetings were really about fighting, but once there was a fight, there would inevitably be casualties and deep hatred.

The reason why the Eighteenth Alliance of Shuzhong has become one of the four major trading houses in the world is because the eighteen families are twisted into a rope. If they fight and kill for a long time, the alliance will fall apart without anyone else taking action.

The weapon refining competition can prevent everyone from hurting the harmony. After all, the weapon refining only determines the winner and loses, and no one will be killed.

Besides, we all come from a family of weapon refiners, so it’s not a big deal if they have great martial arts and magical powers.

Only those who are more skilled in weapon refining can convince the opponent. Therefore, later martial arts meetings have been changed to competitions in weapon refining.

Through the martial arts competition, the rankings of the eighteen families were arranged, and the eighteen families were divided into three levels, four families of the upper family, six families of the middle family, and eight families of the lower family.

Xiaofeng, do you know what the upper, middle and lower tribes mean? "

Shi Feng said "Yeah", "Brother Yan Wu also said that the territory and resources occupied by the upper, middle and lower clans are very different. In addition, the Eighteen Leagues of Shuzhong are a whole externally. After receiving business, internally After the eighteen families are divided, the business shares of the upper, middle and lower clans are also very different. "

"You are absolutely right, that's why Yan Laoer is worried day and night, and his hair is almost falling out.

The Yan family is the last member of the Shang family, while the first member of the Zhong family is the Shangguan family.

The Shangguan family is eager to join the upper four clans in their dreams. He challenged the Yan family last time and almost failed to succeed. He will definitely make a comeback this time. "

Shi Feng smiled, "These are the things that the second village owner Yan is worried about. What does it have to do with whether I pass the exam as a weapon refiner or not?"

"It didn't matter before, but now something happens, it has something to do with you!"

"What's up?"