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Chapter 670 God Slaying

Leng Fei didn't even look at him, his eyes swept to the disciples of Chiyang Cave, and said calmly, "Are there anyone who doesn't want to hand over the treasure?"

"We have no treasures." A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

A giant palm appeared behind him, and he gently patted his vest, as if he was just saying hello.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man flew up and spurted a blood arrow in the air, hitting the stone wall heavily, hanging on the wall like a painting.

"Ah!" a young disciple roared, "It's too much to bully people, you can die at the worst. How can you bear this insult!"

A huge palm appeared on his chest and gently hit his right chest.

"Crack!" He flew backwards with a crisp sound.

He was always on guard against the giant palm behind him, but he didn't expect that this time it appeared in front of him. After a bunch of blood mist was sprayed out from the air, it hung softly onto the stone wall, motionless, and closed his eyes as if he was dead.

"He is not dead." Leng Fei glanced at everyone and said lightly, "Martial arts are abolished. If you hand over the treasure, you will let your cultivation go!"

Everyone's faces changed drastically.

They were not afraid of Leng Fei's threat of life and death, and they did not dare to kill so many disciples of the Chiyang Cave. After all, the cave owner was in the realm of the Transformation of Void. If he really wanted to kill him ruthlessly, he would definitely kill him by himself.

But if they abolish their cultivation, he will definitely be able to do it. As long as it is not a killer, the cave master will have nothing to say.

At most, the cave master will also abolish his cultivation level and take revenge, but whether his cultivation level is abolished, their cultivation level will be lost!

Leng Fei said loudly, "I don't want to say it again. Everyone, my patience is limited. I can't hand over the treasure. I only have five breaths. You can decide for yourself."

He glanced at Ren Wenli.

Ren Wenli nodded understandingly.

He floated to the crowd who formed the formation, stretched out his hand, sighed, and said sincerely, "You are not as good as others. You can only exchange treasures for your cultivation. Are treasures important or cultivation important? You can choose your own choice!"

Without waiting for everyone to speak, he sighed, "Without cultivation, you will not worry about not having any treasures. Without this, you can find something else. But without cultivation, you will have nothing. Even if you have treasures, you cannot protect them. Is this the truth?"

"Brother Ren, why are you talking to them?" Leng Fei shook his head disapprovingly, "It's already five breaths!"

A giant palm appeared above everyone's heads.

"Forget it!" An old man took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it to Ren Wenli, saying, "This is my protective treasure, which can block the attack of the Taixu Realm!"

Ren Wenli took it and said, "I wish you, senior, you're rude."

He knew that this senior Zhu Ming was famous in Chiyang Cave, with integrity and fairness, and his style of conduct was amazing.

Unfortunately, they are opponents and fight on their own, only involving interests and not morality, so they can only fight to the death.

He usually respects Zhu Ming's character, and after snatching Zhu Ming's treasure, he feels a little guilty.

Leng Fei disagreed and said, "Brother Ren, stop thinking about it, next one!"

Another old man pulled out a small golden sword from his arms and threw it to Ren Wenli, "This is the God-killing Sword!"

Ren Wenli's face changed slightly, "Is this the God-killing Sword?"

Leng Fei snorted, "Where are the others? Do you have to exchange your cultivation for treasures? Then I'm not polite!"

"Oh..., forgot!" Someone sighed and took out the treasure from his arms and threw it to Ren Wenli. "Ren Wenli, save it well, we will get it back!"

Ren Wenli smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, these treasures will not be destroyed. If you have the ability, come and ask for them!"

Treasures were thrown to Ren Wenli.

Zhu Ming snorted, "Take the treasure, can we leave?"

"Please give me a favor." Leng Fei smiled with his hands behind his back.

Zhu Ming and his friends lifted off the stone wall and floated away with their backs. A bunch of treasures were soon left in the valley, and the disciples of Chiyang Cave walked cleanly.

Ren Wenli looked at the pile of treasures under her feet, with a complicated expression.

If it were him, he would never have done such blackmail, but when he saw so many treasures, he couldn't help but be moved.

Chiyang Cave is not much different from Bayang Cave, so the treasures treasured by the disciples of Chiyang Cave are naturally also liked by the disciples of Bayang Cave.

Ren Wenli looked up at Leng Fei, "The head of the Hu family, these treasures..."

Leng Fei said, "Brother Ren, what do you think?"

"Since it was you who took it, it will naturally belong to you." Ren Wenli said.

Leng Fei glanced at the other disciples of Bayang Cave and smiled, "How can you be so embarrassed?"

"If you don't come, we may not be able to stop them." Ren Wenli said seriously. "If you have your help, we can escape unscathed. How can we covet these treasures again?"

"Haha..." Leng Fei shook his head and laughed, "Brother Ren, you are a straight man, just like, we will use these treasures one by one, and the rest belongs to me, how about it?"

"This..." Ren Wenli hesitated.

Leng Fei waved his hand and said, "Don't talk too much, I have two years left, so I'll choose two years first."

He took the small golden knife and a small wooden sign, and floated away. The sound rang in the air, "I have time to come to my Hu family to sit in the guest, say goodbye!"

He has disappeared.

Ren Wenli sighed and looked at the people.

All the disciples of Bayang Cave all smiled, their eyes fell on the pile of treasures, their eyes were burning, and their desire was extremely fierce.

These treasures are all life-saving. One more treasure will make you more life, so they naturally don’t want to let go.

"Oh..., junior brothers, let's do this, I'll get a number and then draw them, and they all rely on their luck." Ren Wenli said.

He knew that once they had to choose, they would cause disputes. Maybe they would fight, but it would be better to rely on their luck.

"Okay!" Everyone agreed.

This is the fairest, but you can't blame others for your own luck by touching them with your eyes closed and looking at their own luck.

Leng Fei returned to the Hu Family Valley, came to the hall, and looked at the small golden sword and the wooden sign.

The little golden sword exudes a strange aura.

He urged his spiritual energy to swipe it gently.

Suddenly, a strange force shot out, invisible but qualitative. He felt a palpitation and a strong sense of threat emerged.

His face changed slightly.

The God-killing Sword!

This name is indeed not exaggerated, it really threatens the soul.

He practiced the magical art of divine eyes and was particularly sensitive to soul and spirit, and immediately felt that this power could threaten the soul.

His divine eyes and magical magic skills and the Tianhua Divine Sword can also be sad, but compared to this power, it is far inferior and has a great power.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the God-Slaying Sword, thinking about something.

If you can turn this power into your own use, you will have some confidence in fighting Ziyang Cave and more ability.

The divine eyes terrify the magic technique and look at the little golden sword.

The golden sword surged, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

The thunder seal flashed violently with purple light, desperately suppressing the power that was burying into his mind, trying to expel it.

But this dazzling golden light was strange, and the thunder seal only suppressed its power and could not be completely eliminated, and the spirit was immediately injured.

His eyes turned black and he was about to fall into a coma.

"Ding..." The little golden sword fell to the ground.

Leng Fei felt better then. The darkness was no longer like a storm and storm, reducing by a minute, and slowly fading away as the thunder mark flashed.
Chapter completed!
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