A life of clearness

Chapter 626 Dispute
Only ten breaths after the strange woman left, another group of people came in, thirteen in total.

Nine people entered, and another four blocked the door.

"Hello." The masked female cultivator in the lead said straight to the point, "We are from the Huixia Realm. I believe you are also a cultivator from the Mother Realm. Soon, a large number of cultivators from the Spirit Realm and even the Venerable Realm will enter this Ninth District. If we cultivators from the Mother Realm want to fight for our place, we need to work together. I wonder if you are willing to join our team and go out exploring together?"

Hong Fei stood up, bowed his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's a pity that I am used to fighting alone. If I drag down your team, I will be blamed."

Although the extraordinary woman spoke softly, her refusal was firm.

"I understand." The masked female cultivator bowed to Hong Fei, "Please forgive us for disturbing you. We will leave now."

Hongfei returned the gift.

The thirteen people came and left in a hurry. Seeing Hong Fei's refusal, they didn't say anything more. The thirteen people kept their well-trained formation and left quickly, disappearing into the rainy night.

Hong Fei stood by the window, the warm firelight cast her shadow on the mottled brick wall.

Through a small window, Hong Fei could clearly see many figures appearing and disappearing suddenly, some alone and some in large groups.

I don't know how the team consisting of dozens or even hundreds of monks was formed, but Hong Fei knows that the behavior of those thirteen people was definitely not formed overnight, and it would be dangerous for her to rashly join such a team alone.

The north wind was biting across the plain, and the biting cold filled the world outside the house, but Hong Fei was not afraid of such cold.

This vast plain was so vast that her eyes could not see the limit, and she had no idea what the terrain was like. She only knew that there were many safe houses like the wooden house she was in now.

The stars are densely scattered, as if guiding the lost people.

"Don't rush out, let's observe for a while." Hong Fei thought.

If Shenxiu hadn't said that to her before, Hongfei would never have stayed in the wooden house calmly. Because there was really nothing in the wooden house.

Everyone was here to get a better ranking, so they naturally couldn't waste time in the cabin. The more chaotic the situation, the better the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

If everyone is calm and does not want to start a war rashly, then they will take the initiative to start a dispute.

In short, it wants chaos!
Five minutes after the sequence battle officially started, the majestic waves of high-level magic tore through the cold wind and spread everywhere.

A monk suddenly leaped into the air, attracting the attention of all parties.

"It's her." Hong Fei opened his eyes slightly and recognized the yellow-shirted female cultivator in the air. She was the leader of the thirteen people just now.

And this time, it seems that she has more helpers than just those twelve monks.

The thick lock rings with a cold glow were carved with tigers and elephants, and were linked together, encircling a masked female cultivator in bright yellow Taoist robes in the center, forming a protective posture. However, the head and tail ends turned into roaring beast heads and attacked a male cultivator in black.

The previous high-level magic seemed to have injured the male cultivator. Although he did not look embarrassed when he fought with the sword, he was still gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Hong Fei watched intently, and when he saw the male cultivator seize the opportunity and swung his sword across the air, he actually broke through the encirclement and suddenly approached the yellow-shirted female cultivator, his eyes lit up.

"Good sword."

But the masked female cultivator's brows and eyes were very calm, and she was not moved at all by this amazing sword.

She drew the long sword from behind her back with her backhand. The black blade was not shining when it emerged from the scabbard.

However, as soon as the sword came out, the strong winds around seemed to be silent for a moment.

The next moment, the two swords collided, making a sharp sound that made one's teeth ache.

The yellow-shirted female cultivator held the sword in her left hand, swinging it vigorously and fiercely, using more than a hundred moves to force the black-shirted male cultivator to retreat step by step.

A fierce look flashed across the male cultivator's eyes, but before he could make a move, the hand holding the sword on the other side suddenly changed to the right hand, and the sword moved lightly, more like a ghost. At such a close distance, he was caught off guard by the masked female cultivator's sword and half of his body was chopped off. Hot blood splashed into the wind. The male cultivator urged the hot blood in his heart to form a ban with the blood splashing out of his body, and attacked the female cultivator.

He knew that he couldn't escape this disaster, but if he died, this woman would not have an easy life either.

The male cultivator shouted loudly, "You lured people out in the name of an alliance, but you actually wanted to kill people and steal treasures. You despicable people will suffer the consequences!"

Why should the yellow-shirted female cultivator be afraid of him? The two beast heads, ready to strike, took advantage of the situation to crash into the male cultivator, pushing his body from mid-air into the ground, and a loud rumbling sound erupted the moment they hit the ground.

Two long chains pierced through his body and were buried deep in the frozen soil. The yellow-shirted female cultivator held a sword and fell along the direction of the chains until she stopped when she was almost close to the ground. The body of the male cultivator under her feet had disappeared, leaving only a storage bag and a long sword left in their original place.

The yellow-shirted female cultivator raised her hand in a feint, put the long sword into her own storage bag, and after checking the male cultivator's storage bag, she raised her eyebrows and said mockingly, "You don't have any treasures, but you have a loud voice."

She threw the storage bag to the ground.

For a moment, the eyes looking at the storage bag became even hotter.

Judging from the combat power, this yellow-shirted female cultivator must have higher standards, so the things she dislikes do not necessarily mean they are not good things...

Although they were eager to make a move, they were afraid that the yellow-shirted female cultivator was still there, so no one rushed out rashly.

The yellow-shirted female cultivator looked around and then flew into the air again. I wonder what target she saw that she was pursuing so quickly.

After the female cultivator left, the storage bag left there unsurprisingly became the target of competition among the cultivators.

Hong Fei saw almost the entire process of the fight between the two men.

"It seems that after being eliminated in battle, even one's life magic weapon will be dropped. But..." Hong Fei was puzzled: "She obviously has her own magic weapon, why did she take someone else's."

In Hong Fei's understanding, the storage bag should be the first priority. The life instrument is of the greatest value to oneself, but to others it is more like a chicken rib that is tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

After Hong Fei set foot on the road with the number nine written on it, she came to another huge open space hidden in the mist. There, she condensed her own life-defining magic weapon again according to the prompts, and selected many elixirs, formations, and magic weapons. She almost spent all the initial ten thousand Tongbao.

The number of treasures on the list of treasures available for selection was so huge, and the categories were so numerous and unfamiliar that Hong Fei felt dizzy. She was afraid of falling behind others, and there was a time limit for purchasing treasures, so she could only quickly select the treasures that she could use.

As for some secret arts and techniques that require time and effort to practice, I can only regret it. Therefore, seeing that the male cultivator was unable to use any powerful treasures to protect himself before his death, Hong Fei couldn't help but guess that the other party must have chosen some secret techniques. If he could hold on to the later stage, these secret techniques would have been very useful. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and met the female cultivator who was eliminated so early.

Hong Fei silently calculated the time in his heart, and finally pushed open the wooden door for the first time and stepped into the world outside.

The cold wind blew her hair up instantly.

Hong Fei held the sword and avoided the chaotic treasure-grabbing scene, and began to fly upwards. Fights continued to break out in the air, and Hong Fei's appearance was eye-catching but not ostentatious.

But she has to keep going up.

The higher she flew, the colder it became, even penetrating her mustard seed region and forming fine grains of frost on her black eyelashes.

"Huh?" Li Ji felt a little confused as he looked at the white figure that was flying firmly towards the center of the sky.

"Focus." The yellow-shirted female cultivator said calmly, and along with these words that seemed like a reminder came a sword full of murderous intent and danger.

Li Ji was also prepared. He blocked with his long sword and then rushed forward with the short sword in his right hand.

However, the next moment, the two of them could no longer concentrate on the battle.

Countless stars erupted from the center of the sky, like a galaxy pouring down, grandly and brilliantly into the embrace of the earth.

In my ears, I heard screams coming from the ground one after another, and in my eyes, I saw a white figure instantly submerged in the dazzling light.

(End of this chapter)