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Chapter 567 Shabi, die! 【Part 3】

Chapter 567 Shabi, die! 【Third update】

"There are still three little purple spirit swords left. It seems that I have to speed up." Bai Feng said, and walked towards the peak road to the peak.

At this moment, the voice of the violent spirit suddenly sounded: "Master, that Tu Kui was finally sent away by you. During the time he was there, you and the violent spirit were so boring to me. I can only watch it every day." Movies, snacks, and Cokes to get by!"

Forehead!
After hearing the words of the monster, Bai Feng's face darkened immediately.

"Bao Ling, you have a much more leisurely life than me!" Bai Feng said directly to Bao Ling with a dark face.

After hearing this, the monster hurriedly said: "Master, yes, it's really too leisurely. When I think of you running around, you know how happy I am every time I watch a movie, eat a snack, and drink an iced Coke. pain and self-blame!"

"Face, Violent, what about your fucking face, you can say such things!" Bai Feng yelled angrily when he heard this.

Hahaha!
Seeing Bai Feng's fury, the violent spirit couldn't help laughing and said, "I haven't been angry with the master for a long time, Shu Tan, I'm going to sleep if I have nothing to do."

After finishing speaking, the violent spirit disappeared immediately, no matter how much Bai Feng scolded, he didn't say a word at all.

"This guy, it seems that I really need to find a chance to teach him a lesson." Bai Feng shouted for a long time, then said to himself with a helpless smile.

Three minutes later, Bai Feng had already reached the peak.

There is no sect on the top of this peak, it is bare and extremely quiet.

"Hey, come out." Bai Feng shouted after walking 120 meters to the west, looking directly at the extremely ordinary ground five meters in front of him.

As Bai Feng's words fell, the extremely ordinary ground suddenly trembled, and then a crack gradually appeared in the ground, and a hand suddenly stretched out from the crack.

In ten breaths, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe climbed out of the ground completely, his eyes fell directly on Bai Feng's body, and he asked with a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes: "How do you know I'm here?"

"In the entire Soul Domain, apart from me, there is absolutely no other person who can discover you." Bai Feng did not answer the other party's words, but boasted of himself proudly.

After hearing Bai Feng's words, the middle-aged man laughed directly and said, "Then you came to me for the little Ziling Xuanjian?"

"Before, I really underestimated this little purple spirit sword, and I never understood why so many people want to get this little purple spirit sword, but since I met a demon, a woman and you before, let I realized that this little purple spirit sword is really not simple, and there are many kinds of power contained in the mysterious purple energy." Bai Feng stared at the middle-aged man and said directly.

Ok?
After hearing Bai Feng's words, the middle-aged man's expression became serious, because from Bai Feng's words, he could tell that the other party probably had obtained a lot of little purple spirit swords.

"Where are those people?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Feng and asked directly.

Bai Feng grinned and said, "The one who obediently handed the Purple Spirit Sword to me is naturally still alive, and the one who insisted on trying it with me is dead."

"Xia Hong, I advise you not to try. I can find you, and I also know that you can borrow the power of the earth from the Purple Spirit Sword that you obtained from a young age. If you dare to come here, I am sure to kill you." Bai Feng then said said a word.

"Who the hell are you!" Xia Hong was really shocked when he heard Bai Feng's words.

On this uninhabited mountain, he has practiced for five years.

But now, Bai Feng found him easily, and also knew the power he got from the Ziling Xuanjian, and even knew his own name, how could this not surprise him.

"Don't ask me who I am. I'll ask you now, whether you will give me the Little Purple Lingxuan Sword or not. Remember, you only have this chance. Answer me well." Bai Feng stared at Xia Hong with an extremely serious expression. Seriously.

Xia Hong frowned when he heard Bai Feng's words, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Xia Hong looked at Bai Feng, and suddenly grinned and said, "I'm so sorry, you can't fool me, if you want to kill me, let me see how strong you are!"

boom!
As Xia Hong's voice fell, the whole person flew into the air, and then turned into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

But Bai Feng appeared in the position Xia Hong had fought for before.

"Shabi! I want to kill you, and you have no chance to see my strength, because killing you in seconds is like playing a game." Bai Feng said, a wooden box suddenly appeared in his hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Soon, Bai Feng appeared 12 meters to the right, and the little purple spirit sword that fell from the sky fell directly into the wooden box in his hand.

"Very good, there are only two short swords now. Since I met Xiang Zhongrong, I have seen the extraordinaryness of this little purple spirit sword. I didn't really care about the power of the Ziling Xuanjian before, but now, I am a little more curious." Bai Feng put away the wooden box containing the Xiao Ziling Xuanjian, and said to himself with a smile .

After finishing speaking, Bai Feng's figure disappeared directly above the mountain peak.

At this time, on the mountain peak, there was only the blood-stained ground, which revealed that someone had died here, but after a while, the blood was covered, and no one knew that there was once a strong man who was very likely to become famous in the soul domain. again.

Although Bai Feng hadn't found all the twelve Little Purple Spirit Profound Swords yet, as far as the ten he found so far, it really delayed the rise of many people.

But it's a pity, Bai Feng doesn't care about these things, what he cares about is the rewards given by the Xuanjian system for finding Xiao Ziling!
Jinxuan City, Fuyuan Inn.

Bai Feng was standing outside a guest room.

"come in."

Just when Bai Feng was about to knock on the door, a deep voice sounded directly from inside.

Ha ha!

When Bai Feng heard this, he shrugged, pushed open the door, saw a middle-aged man sitting on a chair in the guest room, and walked over.

"Who are you, what do you need from me?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Feng who was sitting across from his desk, and asked directly.

Bai Feng didn't speak, but directly took out the ten Little Purple Lingxuan Swords from the wooden box, and placed them on the table one by one.

Then, under the puzzled eyes of the middle-aged man, he opened all the boxes.

stare!
When the middle-aged man saw the little Ziling Xuanjian in the ten wooden boxes, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up in shock, even his breathing became short of breath.

"Some people are dead, and some smart people are still alive. Needless to say, the purpose of my visit this time should be clear to you." Bai Feng looked at the middle-aged man and said with a chuckle.

The author's words: Three shifts first, and the remaining two shifts will be around eight or nine in the evening at the latest!

(End of this chapter)

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