"Brother Liu, I heard that two elders of your Beast King Sect died. I can't help but feel sad for Brother Liu."

After the clear laughter, before the figure emerged from the woods, there was another burst of mocking words full of schadenfreude, accompanied by the sound of rustling footsteps, getting closer and closer.

On the Nine-Fruit Silver Fir tree, Yang Jian's eyebrows moved, and he knew that the soul master from the Qingfeng Sect had arrived.

At the same time, almost all the soul masters of the Beast King Sect had their faces darkened and turned around slowly.

Sect leader Liu He paused slightly, with a gloomy expression on his face. He stopped trying to attack the bloody-faced ape. He also slowly turned around and stared in the direction of the sound.

A few seconds later, a total of 19 people appeared one after another, and the confrontation with the Beast King Sect ended in a stalemate.

When he saw this scene, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that the situation was getting better.

The greater the conflict between the two parties, the more he and the bloody-faced ape can deal with it.

Below, Liu He looked gloomy and stared at the newly arrived Qingfeng Sect soul master with unkind eyes. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Diao Lu, my Beast King Sect discovered this soul beast first. Do you want to snatch it away?"

As he spoke, soul rings lit up on his body, and the aura of soul power belonging to a full-level soul king smoothed the snow on the ground.

A pair of giant claws made of purple crystals appeared on his hands. The muscles on his body were bulging layer by layer, and there were thick lavender hair on them. At first glance, he looked like a classic fighting soul master.

Possessed by a martial spirit, the Amethyst Terrorclaw Bear.

Opposite me, the leader of the Qingfeng Sect, Diao Lu, shook his head, with a slight smile on his lips, and asked in surprise: "Brother Liu, what do you mean?"

"The soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest belong to the Tiandou Empire and all soul masters."

"Why don't I know when there was a rule that whoever finds it first belongs to whom?"

"Brother Liu, could it be that he remembered it wrong?"

In the canopy of the tree, Yang Jian silently listened to the conversation between the two full-level soul kings, blinked his eyes, and secretly thought that he was a hermaphrodite.

Liu He's face was ashen, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, stared at Diao Lu, and said every word as if squeezed out from between his teeth: "This bloody-faced violent ape is just right for my martial spirit, but It doesn’t fit you at all.”

"Diao Lu, if you give me face today, our previous grudges will be forgotten."

"If you insist on preventing me from obtaining the soul ring, you will have no choice but to fight to the death!"

After saying this, if Diao Lu doesn't retreat, he will be completely broken.

As expected, Diao Lu hesitated for a moment. It seemed that he was also a little wary of Liu He's words and was unwilling to completely break his face.

Yang Jian's heart sank and he held his breath.

Diao Lu's choice will determine whether he and the bloody-faced ape will have to fight hard or resolve the matter easily.

As time passed by, the atmosphere in this scene became more solemn and gloomy. It was obviously winter, but one or two weaker soul masters were caught by the chilling atmosphere and broke out in hot sweat.

After thinking for three minutes, Diao Lu's hesitant expression became determined.

He also took a step forward, five soul rings appeared on his body, and the fluctuations in his soul power rose up without restraint.

Possessed by a martial spirit, the wind-walking wolf!

Diao Lu's body was slightly stooped, wolf claws and wolf hair grew on his body, and his eyes turned into light yellow vertical pupils, as if he had turned into a werewolf with cyan hair.

"Liu He, why don't you give me some face and leave here now, and then I will also forget all the past grudges!"

At first, he called Brother Liu politely, but now he called him Liu He by his first name.

Just hearing these words, Yang Jian knew that he was safe. Although the leader of the Qingfeng Sect was a bit eccentric, he was still very brave at the critical moment.

If you are scared away by the other party with just one word, how can you convince others?Nor is he worthy of being the leader of a sect.

In Diao Lu's mind, if he retreats today, the morale of the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect will definitely be low. Moreover, that bastard Liu He has always been unscrupulous and does not keep promises. When he breaks through the soul king and reaches the soul emperor stage, he will definitely not end well.

No matter what, Liu He cannot be allowed to get a suitable soul ring.

The atmosphere instantly became tense. The two sects showed their martial arts spirits. The surroundings were suddenly silent and full of murderous intent. Even the noisy cold wind in winter seemed to have stopped.

"Let's fight, let's fight quickly." Yang Jian cheered in his heart.

However, what happened was counterproductive. After being rebuked, Liu He suppressed his anger and calmed down a little. He said seriously: "Diao Lu, since you are unwilling to retreat, why don't you and I work together to take down this beast with serious injuries?"

"Then there will be a battle to decide who belongs."

"It's better to let the disciples go into war and cause more innocent casualties."

"what do you think?"

Hearing this, Diao Lu was slightly startled.

He glanced at the bloody-faced violent ape and could tell at a glance that this ferocious spirit beast was not the type he needed at all. What he wanted for his Windwalking Wolf Spirit was the spirit ring ability that focused on speed, not strength defense. and other attributes.

Diao Lu's purpose was not to kill the ten thousand year soul beast, but to prevent Liu He from killing it and obtaining the soul ring.

The best result is that he not only stopped Liu He, but also harvested the body of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast. Even if he doesn't need the soul ring, this body is still valuable.

However......... He is not sure of defeating Liu He. The two have fought several times before. Although there is no clear winner or lose, Diao Lu knows in his heart that he is slightly weaker than Liu He. of.

After just a few seconds, Diao Lu made a decision and refused: "We, the Qingfeng Sect, disdain to do this kind of thing of bullying the few."

While refusing, Liu He was disgusted and said in a subtle way that it was a cowardly act for him to lead so many people to hunt the soul beast.

The yin and yang kung fu has become profound.

On the other side, Liu He couldn't bear it anymore. He was already a grumpy person, and he was willing to argue with Diao Lu today because the bloody-faced ape's soul ring was so suitable for him.

"You bastard, I have to kill you today!"

"When I'm done with you, I'll kill this beast."

Liu He swore loudly, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Diao Lu.

Upon seeing this, the soul masters of the Beast King Sect all possessed their martial souls and followed Liu He's footsteps to kill the soul masters of the Qingfeng Sect.

"Hmph, anyone can tell lies."

Diao Lu sneered, his body was like a blue wind, and he fought with Liu He, who had a violent aura. The soul master of the sect was not to be outdone, and he fought back and forth with the soul master of the Beast King sect.

Seeing this sudden turn of events, the bloody-faced ape froze on the spot, quite confused.

But that doesn't stop it from knowing that the situation is getting better.

He quietly raised his head, looked at Yang Jian, and when Yang Jian nodded, the bloody-faced ape jumped deep, without interfering in the battle between the two soul masters, and rushed through the crowd like a cannonball. came out and disappeared into the vast forest.

Liu He was very angry when he saw the cooked duck running away, but he was unable to pursue it due to Diao Lu's entanglement.

What made him even more annoyed was that although he had the advantage in the battle with Diao Lu, he had no good way to defeat him.

Soul Skill·Claw Crack!

Liu He raised his right hand high and aimed at Diao Lu from a few meters away.

Tear!

Five translucent claw marks tore through the air, cutting towards Diao Lu with a harsh sound, like five sharp machetes.

Facing such a menacing attack, Diao Lu remained calm.

There seemed to be a breeze surrounding his legs, and he flew up quickly, with almost no pause when his body turned, and he avoided Liu He's attack with extreme agility.

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