>> "Junior Brother Yun, if you lose, you will admit defeat." Meng Shuya saw that Yun Yifei put away his defensive magic weapon and was surrounded by danger under the attack of the two spirit stones, so she reminded him with concern.

Yun Yifei was chased and killed by two spiritual corpses at this time, and it seemed dangerous, but he knew that he was quite relaxed in dealing with it. If he hadn't been worried about exposing his means or the other party admitted defeat, he would have used the Dragon Quenching Fist to bombard the two spiritual corpses.

Although he could not fight back, Yun Yifei was very relaxed in dodging by using the dragon and snake flying.

"Dangdangdang..."

A flying sword deals with the scimitar artifact of the cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect.

"Swoosh"

A flying sword attacked the cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect. With a crisp sound, the white bone shield in front of the cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect swayed, but he persisted and was not broken by the flying sword. Even so, the cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect was scared and quickly sacrificed a crystal skull, making strange sounds to face Yun Yifei's long sword weapon.

"What?" Yun Yifei was a little surprised. He didn't understand the attack methods of Skull, but the attack did not hesitate.

"Sword Qi is full of Guan Yue"

The long sword was full of light, and dozens of fluorescent sword shadows condensed and attacked the skull.

“Gagaha…”

The skull opened its mouth and made a strange sound, and invisible energy ejected from its mouth, facing many fluorescent sword shadows.

"Bang bang bang..."

A dull blast sounded, and the energy raging in the air spread out, but it was obvious that Yun Yifei's flying sword had the upper hand, and many fluorescent sword shadows were facing the impact of the five elements of energy and enveloped the crystal skull.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The many fluorescent sword shadows were only offset by the energy emitted by the skull. The remaining half of the sword shadows attacked the sword shadow from all directions, covering the skull and making a series of sounds.

"Swoosh"

A long sword split out from the sword shadow and attacked the soul refining sect cultivator who was retreating. It was the body of the flying sword magic weapon.

"when"

There was another crisp clash, and the white bone shield trembled violently, but in the end it persisted and was not broken by the flying sword.

Yun Yifei's long sword hovered and continued to attack the cultivators of the Soul Refining Sect. This time, the power on the long sword became three more powerful and stabbed hard.

"Swoosh"

With the attacks of another long sword, the scimitar weapon of the Soul Refining Sect cultivator flew backwards. The long sword also attacked the Soul Refining Sect cultivator at a rapid speed, and attacked the other flying sword one by one and one behind.

"when"

"puff"

A flying sword stabbed hard on the white bone shield, trembling violently, and another flying sword stabbed out from behind the cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect. The white misty shield finally disappeared under the flash of a flash. It was pierced by the flying sword, which caused the white bone shield to be deprived of it and escaped from the cultivator's control.

"I admit..." The cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect was shocked and quickly admitted defeat. However, before he could fully speak out, two flying swords left two blood holes on his body, and blood flowed out, and as he flowed out, his supposedly vigorous vitality.

"I wouldn't say it earlier if I admit defeat." The two spiritual corpses naturally stopped because they lacked the control of their masters. Yun Yifei shook his head and said, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. Then he recalled the magic weapon as if nothing had happened and put away the Youlong Sword scattered beside him.

"Who can help him get his lottery?" Yun Yifei said as if nothing had happened, letting the soul refining

The monk Zong looked angry.

"Hmph", a cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect stepped forward, threw the storage bag containing ten thousand spirit stones to Yun Yifei, and put away the body of the Soul Refining Sect monk, including the magic weapon with very scattered spirit corpses.

"Junior Brother Yun, are you okay?" Meng Shuya asked with concern.

"I'm fine if Senior Sister Meng is worried, I'm fine," Yun Yifei waved his hand and said, then poured out a spiritual pill and swallowed it directly. Although his spiritual power and spiritual sense were consumed less than half, it was best to keep the spiritual power at the highest level in case of emergencies. He knew that the three sects were in harmony with each other, and he did not believe that the monks of the Witch War Sect and the Beast Transformation Sect could give up.

"Young brother can resume meditation and meditation, so don't participate in the battle next," Meng Shuya persuaded.

"Senior sister, don't worry about me," Yun Yifei agreed, looking at the cultivators present, killing two cultivators of the Soul Refining Sect one after another, which made him feel very happy.

"I'll meet you," a big man with a big muscle-knitted chest in the Beast Sect walked out directly and pointed at Yun Yifei and said bluntly.

"I have already competed two times. You are still here to challenge me. Do you have any objections to me or deliberately target my spirit beast sect?" Yun Yifei said with a smile. Judging from this strong man's figure, it is clear that this person must be practicing body refining techniques.

"It's not a question of targeting it, it's just that you have good methods and unbearable hands," said the burly and strong man with a smile, as if it was such a reason.

"Don't bully people, you want to beat me and beat you," Meng Shuya stood in front of Yun Yifei and said without hesitation.

"Haha, I never fight with women." The strong man smiled slightly and showed a contemptuous expression.

"I want to see if your lottery ticket is worth my move," Yun Yifei said lightly, as if he was asking the other party a difficult problem.

"I'm also ten thousand spirit stones." The strong man took off a storage bag and shook it.

"I have already obtained 20,000 spirit stones, there is no need to take action again." Yun Yifei played hard to get. Although he had fought two games in a row, he was not afraid of the monks in front of him.

"Then I will add five thousand spirit stones, and you will still only have five thousand spirit stones," the strong man continued.

"Haha", Yun Yifei smiled slightly. The strong man with a burly figure always gave him the feeling that his limbs were developed and his mind was simple, but this person went against common sense and his mind was not simple at all.

"How is it?" Seeing that Yun Yifei did not express his opinion, the strong man continued to ask.

"Are you afraid of fellow Taoist?" The strong man spoke inspiringly.

Yun Yifei still smiled without saying a word, and looked around at the other monks.

"Or do you really want to let women stand up for you?" The strong man still used the provocation method.

"Okay, I promise you." Yun Yifei showed an expression that seemed to be angry and walked out.

"Junior Brother Yun, ignore him, he was deliberately angering you." Meng Shuya grabbed Yun Yifei's arm.

"I naturally know that I am confident that I can win," Yun Yifei smiled slightly, nodded to Meng Shuya, signaling her to rest assured.

"Then be careful, if you don't support me, I will admit defeat immediately," Meng Shuya instructed.

"I understand," Yun Yifei nodded and walked forward.

"Start", the two of them stood still, Yun Yifei said and sacrificed the Youlong Sword. At the same time, the Shadowless Needle shot out.

"Roar", the strong man let out a beast roar, and thick black hair immediately emerged from his body. In a moment, he turned into a half-human and half-beast monster, like a strong orangutan, and at the same time, a layer of fluorescent light appeared all over his body, and his body rushed out like a single one

Medium-sized shells are average.

"Autumn chrysanthemums bloom in three paths"

The Dragon Sword shot out and stabbed straight towards the half-human and half-beast monk.

"when"

The strong man swung his fist and fought back, and he directly took over the attack of the Youlong Sword with his flesh and blood. When the two met, they made a metal clash. The strong man's body just stopped slightly and continued to exert force to attack Yun Yifei. The Youlong Sword flew backwards under the force, and then hovered, and continued to attack down.

"Open the second path"

The power of the Dragon Sword is two more points higher.

"when"

The strong man was not afraid and fought back again. Another crisp clash, the power of the Dragon Sword was dissolved and flew into the air again. The strong man's body shook, and the attack was blocked. The strong body stopped, but the next moment he still rushed towards Yun Yifei, and it was not far from him at this time.

"Open three paths"

The power of the Dragon Sword rose again and was prosperous. At this time, it was the strongest attack, and it stabbed straight down without mercy.

"when"

The strong man dared not take the power of the flesh and blood again. After all, he had already tried the power of the Youlong Sword. Moreover, the power released by the Youlong Sword was even stronger. Instead, a thick iron rod was added to his hand and directly hit the Youlong Sword. With a deafening clash, the Youlong Sword flew back several feet, and the strong man also "dially" backed several steps.

"bite"

As soon as the strong man stood firm, the elusive shadowless needle stabbed his back and made a slight sound. The shadowless needle did not pierce the strong man's black hair, which surprised Yun Yifei. Although the shadowless needle was slightly insufficient in some aspects, it was still sharp enough. Unexpectedly, it could not pierce his flesh and blood body.

Despite this, the strong man was not feeling well. A small part of the ice and snow frost attached to the shadowless needle invaded his body from the surface, causing him to shivered suddenly, and did not take it seriously. If he knew that the ice and snow frost was the poison of the fifth-level monster's natal zodiac, he would not have looked down upon it so much.

Although it was only a small part, it slowly spread out, and wherever it passed, it seemed like it was paralyzed, making it difficult for the strong man to notice.

"The empty mountain shines down"

"Three-foot sword wind and cloud"

The Youlong Sword continued to attack and fought fiercely with the strong man. For a moment, the metal clashes of "Dangdang" were heard endlessly.

The Youlong Sword temporarily intercepted the strong man, but while the strong man waved the thick iron rod, he also walked towards Yun Yifei step by step.

"Hmph", Yun Yifei snorted coldly, secretly controlling the shadowless needle towards the strong man's ears and eyes.

"Puff", as if the sound of white paper being pierced, the shadowless needle pierced the fluorescent light released by the strong man and stabbed towards his ears.

"Uh", the Dragon Sword came out of his ears, and the strong man let out a muffled groan, and blood came out of his seven orifices. Before the blood dripped, a layer of frost rose, freezing it inside, and instantly it became an ice sculpture.

"I thought I was so capable, and I even provoked it. It turned out to be a soft persimmon," Yun Yifei said without hesitation and put away the magic weapon.

"Ten thousand spirit stones", Yun Yifei looked at the monk of the Beast Transformation Sect behind him and said, "He saw this strong man giving the storage bag containing the spirit stones to his companions.

"Hmph", the tall and thin monk with cloudy eyes threw the storage bag over, packed up the tableware, and continued to say to Yun Yifei who had not yet retreated: "I challenge you."
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