Xue Peng tried hard several times. Every time he used his hand, the spirit-locking ring bounced back and bounced him away.

However, Xue Peng was not surprised but was happy. The greater the elasticity, the more valuable this thing is!

Xue Peng remembered that in the letter of the great repairman, he said that this spiritual energy and spiritual treasure are spiritual objects, and he is most afraid of being defiled by filth.

What's dirty?

Urine, shit?

None of them.

The most filthy thing in the world is blood.

A ferocious beast like Tiger is eating everything, and its blood is even more filthy.

At that moment, Xue Peng cut through Hu Zhen's skin with a knife, and his palm was stained with some blood and touched the spirit lock ring. Then the thunder power burst out in his palm, instantly breaking through the defense prohibition of the spirit lock ring, and a drop of blood stained the surface.

Sizzling.

The drop of blood suddenly boiled, a wisp of black smoke emerged, the blood steeped dry, and a small black dot appeared on the soul-locking ring.

At that moment, Xue Peng realized that the resistance of the spirit lock ring was greatly reduced.

Xue Peng dripped a few more drops of blood, and with a burst of sizzling sounds, the light of the spirit-locking ring that was uncontrollable suddenly dimmed.

Xue Peng didn't use any force, so he took the spiritual treasure off Hu Zhen's head.

When the cultivators outside saw this, they cursed or were heartbroken, scolding Xue Peng for losing his family.

"This bastard, in order to seize a spiritual treasure, he actually used such dirty means."

"Spiritual treasure, that's a spiritual treasure. If you don't sacrifice it for a few years, you'll probably become a piece of scrap iron."

"Even if the sacrifice is well refined, it will only be reduced to a top-level spiritual weapon in the end, and it will be difficult to refine it into a spiritual treasure in the end. This damn bastard has ruined a spiritual treasure!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to go in and beat this bastard to death."

At this time, some cultivators beside Xue Bingwen suddenly said angrily, "Brother Yuanshan, your nephew..."

Before the cultivator finished speaking, Xue Bingwen cursed angrily, "I'm so angry, I'm so angry, this damn little bastard, I must teach him a lesson."

"Friends, you must not stop me again this time."

Xue Bingwen was full of indignation and scolded, but said in his heart, "My nephew is worthy of the leader. Yes, I have to do this. Lingbao belongs to someone else, but if he can become his own, it doesn't matter if the Lingbao turns into a spiritual weapon, it's his own."

As Xue Peng took off the spirit-locking ring, the demonic power around the tiger sect suddenly increased by more than ten times.

Hu Zheng's body grew much taller again, and then he suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Xue Peng was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

The tiger selves glanced at the spirit lock ring in Xue Peng's hand, looked at Xue Peng again, slowly retreated, and then turned around and ran wildly.

Now even though its demonic power has recovered a little, there is a shadow in its heart and he dare not make claws casually.

Seeing Hu Zhe running away, Xue Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

He forced his thunder technique to force it, and his injury has worsened a lot. If Hu Zhe fought to the death, he would definitely be the enemy of the same unity.

After wiped the blood from the spirit lock ring, Xue Peng put it into the Qiankun bag and then walked towards the distance exit.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt the temperature around him suddenly drop.

In front of his eyes, snowflakes fell.

The snowflake fell on his shoulders, and a cold air that was more than ten times colder than the ice bird invaded his body. He couldn't help but tremble. The spiritual power in the spiritual vein slowed down. He was not frozen by relying on the wine and spiritual energy to support him.

Xue Peng suddenly looked up and saw a figure walking on the plum blossom in the sky in the distance.

In a blink of an eye, the figure came to my eyes.

The person who came was not someone else, but the first person in the younger generation of Qingqiu, and the genius of Yingzong, Mei Yingxue.

Mei Yingxue fought with Chu Kuangsheng before, and fought several fierce battles, and finally ended with Mei Yingxue beating Chu Kuangsheng.

In this way, the battle between the old and the new generation has been a result.

The plum snow slowly falls to the ground.

At this time, Mei Yingxue was no longer as elegant as before. Her white clothes were damaged, and her beautiful face was quite pale, but the spiritual power in her body was still very abundant and vigorous, her eyes were sharp and bright, and she was full of fighting spirit.

Mei Yingxue has not yet used spiritual skills, and the snowflakes condensed by the cold air emitted from her body have already made Xue Peng feel a little dissatisfied.

This level of cultivation is probably beyond that of ordinary lay Buddhists.

There is no need to fight at all, Xue Peng knew that he was seriously injured at this moment, even if he had just drunk the wine, the golden light protecting his body, and the thunder technique reappeared, he would definitely not be Mei Yingxue's opponent in front of him at this moment.

Mei Yingxue carried her hands on her back and looked at Xue Peng with strange lights flashing in her eyes, "I really didn't expect that this place would be Brother Xue to stand until the end."

"Brother Xue is really hidden!"

Xue Peng's eyes were full of light. He had already eaten the fat piece of Jinling. It was absolutely impossible for him to spit it out so greedy.

"This fight is definitely not possible."

"what to do?"

"What should I do?"

Xue Peng's eyes turned, and after a moment, his eyes were certain.

Xue Peng dusted the dust on his body, straightened his clothes, and then said slowly, "There should be only you and me in the mountains and rivers map."

Mei Yingxue nodded, "I defeated Chu Kuangsheng, and you defeated Ji Wuyi, Xiao Se, although you took advantage of the trick, your thunder magic is indeed powerful."

Xue Peng laughed and said, "Ji Wuyi, what's Xiao Se? They didn't have the qualifications to show my true skills."

As he said that, Xue Peng looked extremely solemn, Mei Yingxue said word by word, "In my eyes, Qingqiu younger generation, only you, Mei Yingxue, can be called my opponent."

"Only you, I can give my all my strength."

"Today, in the map of the hundred miles of mountains and rivers, you and I will distinguish you from the top and bottom. I can see if it is the genius of your sect that is better, or is it a poor immortal who is stronger."

Mei Yingxue smiled loudly when she heard this, and her stunning face showed a hint of praise, "It's a blessing to be able to fight Brother Xue today."

"Brother Xue, please make a move." After the words, Mei Yingxue's spiritual power suddenly surged, and waves of cold air forced her toward Xue Peng.

Xue Peng felt that his body was about to become stiff, his face changed and he shouted, "Let's wait."

Mei Yingxue frowned slightly when she heard this, "Brother Xue, what else can I do to teach you?"

Xue Peng said, "This time, the comparison between you and me can be said to be a grand event in Qingqiu for a hundred years. This battle will surely be passed down for a hundred years."

"So, this battle must be fair and just. You and I cannot leave any regrets. Do Fellow Daoist Mei agree?"

Mei Yingxue nodded, "I wonder what is unfair to Brother Xue?"

Xue Peng nodded and said, "It's really unfair. I see that fellow Taoist Mei suffered a lot of injuries at this moment and his spiritual power was also consumed. My brother means that fellow Taoist Mei will recover first."

Mei Yingxue smiled and said with a smile, "No, Brother Xue just takes action."

Xue Peng heard this and said solemnly, "This is not possible. Fellow Daoist Mei is injured. Even if I win, I will win without any force. If Fellow Daoist Mei insists on resolutely resigning, then I voluntarily admit defeat. You can take this golden bell."
Chapter completed!