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Chapter 66 The Holy Grass of Immortality

"Stinky girl, hand over the Spiritual Sacred Grass to me quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless!"

A low and cold shout came from the mouth of an old man with white hair in front of him. Next to him was an old man, but the old man's hair was black, which was in sharp contrast to the one he had just spoken. Although the two said to the woman behind Qin Feng, their eyes were always on Qin Feng and Senluo, especially Senluo. The cold breath made the two frown slightly.

Upon hearing this, the woman did not speak, stood with her head down, her black hair blocking her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

"If you two have nothing to do with her, wouldn't interfere, okay?" The old black-haired man said with a hoarse voice and stared at Senluo.

Senluo was silent, but Qin Feng shrugged, spread his hands and said casually: "We don't know her."

"you!"

Obviously, this sentence made the woman behind him angry, but Qin Feng was telling the truth, and he didn't know him or them, and just used him as a shield.

"snort!"

The woman snorted coldly, her eyes turned, and a strange curve suddenly spread from the corners of her lips. A shimmered light in her eyes, and her palms flipped slightly. A grass-like plant emitting a thick green halo appeared in her palm. She stepped forward and stuffed it directly into Qin Feng's chest in a stunned gaze, and whispered: "Do you still know me now?"

"Depend on!"

Qin Feng cursed inwardly, it was obvious that he was pulling himself into the water.

Just as he was about to leave, Sen Luo's dead face changed slightly, and he exclaimed: "It's the immortal sacred grass!"

"Um?"

Qin Feng and the two old men, including the woman, looked up at the same time.

Qin Feng didn't know the origin of the so-called immortal sacred grass, but these two old men and the woman seemed to be surprised by Sen Luo's identity.

"Who are you?" The old black-haired man narrowed his eyes, and a faint cold light flashed.

"We've stayed this immortal sacred grass."

Senluo's eyes were calm and his face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "Give you a chance and leave immediately!"

"joke!"

The white-haired old man sneered and said angrily: "Since you know that this is the Immortal Holy Grass, you should know the function of the Immortal Holy Grass! Let us leave like this, and we are fools!"

While the few people were not paying attention, the woman put the white palm on Qin Feng's chest and moved slightly, trying to pull it back. However, Qin Feng held it like lightning, making it unable to move.

"Since I know this, then this immortal sacred grass should be treated as a meeting gift." Qin Feng lowered his head and leaned into the woman's ear and said softly.

"you!"

The gas came from his ears, and he couldn't help but feel itchy. The woman's fair ear tips suddenly turned red, but she wanted to take the immortal sacred grass back, but she didn't pull her hand back for a while. She just grabbed Qin Feng's chest hard and shouted: "Rogue!"

Qin Feng's body has been refined by so many spiritual medicines in heaven and earth, and it has long been as hard as steel. This scratching without spiritual power cannot have any effect. When he heard the woman scolding, Qin Feng just shrugged and said casually: "It doesn't matter. You can give me a holy grass of immortality, it's nothing if I get scolded by you."

"Hmph, shameless!" The woman's narrow eyes rolled, her face turned pale and anger broke out in her heart.

Qin Feng curled his lips and turned to look at the two old men. At this time, the two old men were looking at Sen Luo with a cold face.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. It's better to hand over the immortal sacred grass as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless!" Seeing that Sen Luo was completely about to spread the muddy water, the two old men's embroidered robes shook, and the thick spiritual power suddenly emanated from their bodies, and the strong wind pressure made the surrounding dust fill.

“Super it?”

Sen Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Dream!"

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly rushed out, and his powerful spiritual power shot out from his palm, and an unparalleled power suddenly spread out from his body.

"snort!"

Sen Luo's face did not change, and he was still so calm, quietly watching the arrival of the spiritual power. With a slight pause, his slightly curled palm suddenly opened, and a powerful squirting force exuded a loud bang. The huge attack power immediately bombarded the attack of the white-haired old man. When the two collided, the air wave burst out directly!

"boom!"

With the attacks of the two people as the center, an invisible impact airflow suddenly swept out around. Qin Feng's hair was blowing up in front of him, and he urged his spiritual power to form a defense cover around him. But in just an instant, his defense cover was broken. Qin Feng's face changed. At this moment, Sen Luo waved his palm and the impact airflow dissipated directly.

"Back back!" Senluo shouted softly.

Hearing this, Qin Feng slapped his palm, which contained spiritual power. The woman was still stunned. The white palm placed on Qin Feng's chest suddenly released, and was then pulled out like lightning and pulled back far away.

"You...you give it back!" The woman chased forward, stared at Qin Feng with a pretty face, and said anxiously.

"Why?" Qin Feng's head tilted.

"Because I grabbed that!" The woman stared at Shui Ling's big eyes, and her pretty appearance looked a little cute.

"Why did you snatch it to my chest?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.

"I……"

The woman's face turned red and she gritted her teeth and said, "Oh, you, just treat it as helping me. I want this immortal sacred grass to be useful!"

"it works?"

Qin Feng smiled: "It seems that he knows it's a good thing. It's useless for who wants it? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you!" After the words, Qin Feng turned his head. Since this woman used herself as a shield, she should pay something, such as... this immortal sacred grass.

"asshole!"

The woman's face turned cold. She was originally a little embarrassed about using Qin Feng as a shield, but looking at Qin Feng's rogue appearance now, she suddenly became angry and scolded: "I'll ask you the last time, will you give it to me? I can snatch it from those two old guys, and I can also take it back from you, the spiritual beings in the spiritual stage!"

"Can you see through?" Qin Feng frowned. If he could see through his own strength, he would definitely be higher than his own strength.

"Then you try it!" Qin Feng said lightly.

"snort!"

The woman snorted lowly, and the golden sword in her hand suddenly lifted up. In an instant, thousands of sword flowers appeared, like whirlpools, coming straight towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stood upright, his face was indifferent, and he quietly watched the sword flower sting towards him.

In the blink of an eye, the sword flower has arrived!

In this moment—

"Yellow-level spiritual skills: Lightning step!"

A low shout sounded from my heart. Qin Feng made a mistake and the powerful extremely white sun Yuan suddenly emitted. His speed suddenly surged, leaving almost a afterimage on the spot, and then quickly disappeared.

"What?"

The woman frowned and her charming eyes showed an incredible look. She felt the strong wind coming from behind. The fierce attack caused her blue hair to suddenly float, and a chill rose in her heart.

"He is only in the early stage of the spirit body, why is he faster than mine?"

Before she could think too much, the woman suddenly turned around and did not dodge. The golden sword pulled back with a whoosh, and fought desperately, even if she was injured, she would stab Qin Feng.

"madman!"

Qin Feng cursed in his heart, his slightly curled palms suddenly clenched, and the strong extremely white Yang Yuan in his body rushed out of his dantian, passing through various strange meridians, and finally burst out from his clenched fists!

"Yellow-level spiritual skills: Tiger Evil Fist!"

"roar!"

It was like a roaring tiger, and its powerful force touched the woman's golden sword. With a crisp sound, Qin Feng actually blocked the attack of the golden sword with the power of his body!

"impossible!"

The woman's face changed drastically. She never thought that a spiritist in the early stage of the spirit body would have such strength. If she was an ordinary spirit body, she would not only hold a golden sword, but she could easily ravage it with her own strength. But the strength of the guy in front of her was a bit terrifying...

"Stop it!"

A cold shout resounded in his ears. In a short moment of dazed moment, the young man in white came behind him like a ghost. The extremely white light suddenly reflected on his palms. His hands couldn't help but relax. The golden sword fell to the ground with a crack. When the woman was about to pick it up, it had been taken away by Qin Feng.

"Good sword." Qin Feng didn't even look at the woman, his eyes scanned the golden sword for a moment, and said lightly.

"Give it back to me!" The woman's face became anxious. The immortal sacred grass was taken away just now, and now she even had her personal weapons taken away.

"stop!"

Qin Feng suddenly looked up, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I miss you as a female, and you won't be serious about you. If you dare to be arrogant, don't blame me for being rude!"
Chapter completed!
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