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Chapter 1179 Phoenix Nest(2/2)

"What's the intention of the Blue Scale Clan people following us?"

Yu Hen's face was gloomy and he immediately asked.

“We just happened to pass here”

A third-level true god of the Blue Scale Clan looked calm and said directly.

There were no other forces around at this time. There were eight people in the Blue Scale Clan and only five people in the Golden Arm Clan. Do they still need to be polite to the Golden Arm Clan?

"The water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower is most suitable for water practitioners. I hope everyone from the Golden Arm tribe can give us such rare materials."

Another second-level true god said, asking the Golden Arm Clan to give them this treasure.

Yu Hen and the woman in the mortuary looked slightly dark. If they resisted the marks on their faces, they should be at a disadvantage. And they must be very moved by the water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower.

"This treasure belongs to Brother Zhao. If Brother Zhao has no objection, it doesn't matter if he gives it to you. If Brother Zhao disagrees, don't force it."

Yu Hen no longer had the domineering aura outside Feng Lin at this time, and he pushed the choice to Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Feng, hand over the things"

Hu Sang showed a slight smile.

"Super the water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower, you are not qualified to own this treasure"

Among the Blue Scale Clan, Lan Ye's quasi-god stepped forward, his face was cold, and he shouted directly.

Lan Ye is the most powerful quasi-god genius of the Blue Scale Clan. The value of this water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower to him is self-evident.

The Blue Scale Clan originally planned to secretly attack the Golden Arm Clan and others, without asking to kill the Golden Arm Clan, just kill Zhao Feng and shock the Golden Arm Clan.

But at this moment, their first goal is to seize the water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower, and the second goal is to kill Zhao Feng.

"Then what qualifications are you?"

Zhao Feng's face was plain, without any panic.

"You are just ant, you can't even hold on with one move."

Lan Ye looked arrogant and glanced at Zhao Feng with a disdainful look. The perfect Xuanguang Realm actually talked about qualifications with him, and he was simply ignorant of the world.

"Since you are so confident, why don't we make a bet. If you take three moves, if I can't resist it, this water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower is yours."

Zhao Feng said with a smile, a golden and blue flower appeared in his hands, and there were strange mysterious rules and patterns flowing quietly on it.

Lan Ye's quasi-god said just now that Zhao Feng could not hold on to his move, but now Zhao Feng and Lan Ye's quasi-god bet to let Lan Ye's quasi-god take three moves, so Lan Ye's quasi-god could not refuse at all.

The three Jinbing tribe looked slightly stunned. They didn't expect to say such words, but they were very confident in Zhao Feng.

The members of the Blue Scale Clan did not wrinkle slightly. They didn't think that Zhao Feng could take over the three moves of Lan Ye's quasi-god. If it were normal, Lan Ye's quasi-god could kill a group of Xuanguang Realm with just one blow, but Zhao Feng was indeed extraordinary, and he would definitely be sure of it if he proposed it on his own.

"After three moves, the water-patterned Holy Spirit Flower is mine."

Lan Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said confidently.

They just followed behind the Jinbing Clan and others and saw Zhao Feng's strength. They were indeed very powerful, probably equivalent to an ordinary second-level true god, but Lan Ye's quasi-god has the record of killing the second-level true god.

Moreover, Zhao Feng took the initiative to provoke him, and there was no reason why Lan Ye's quasi-god refused. Moreover, he was sure to severely damage Zhao Feng with three moves. In this way, after obtaining the Water-Striped Holy Spirit Grass, he might even take the opportunity to kill Zhao Feng to shock the arrogant Golden Arm clan in front of them just now.

"If I completely blocked your three moves, should you also express it? I believe that Lan Ye's quasi-god doesn't have any treasures on him?"

Zhao Feng smiled.

Lan Ye was slightly stunned. Zhao Feng thought he could withstand his three moves.

"Hmph, then I'll bet on this golden god crystal"

Lan Ye's quasi-god turned his hand and a bright and shiny golden bead appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!
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