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Chapter 1643 Incredible!

 Hearing Master Yimei's words, Long Shisan snorted coldly and did not speak anymore.

Long Shisan knew that at this moment, whether it was him, Master Yimei or Master Miaoshui, they all lost the power to fight again, and the situation in front of them had reached a deadlock. The most urgent task was to quickly restore their spiritual power. Whoever could recover the first would be the final right to speak.

"puff!"

In the Heavenly Tribulation Killing Formation, the face of Miaoshui Master Miaoshui was extremely ugly. The formation arranged by Master Yimei seemed to be like the heavenly tribulation. Thunder followed one after another. She had just taken over five thunders, and some spiritual power that had recovered in her body was consumed again. If she slashed another thunder, even if she was lucky enough to die, she would still be seriously injured.

"It seems that you can only use that move."

The real person Miaoshui gritted his teeth, and a hint of grief flashed through his expression. She picked up the weak water bottle and dripped a drop of essence and blood on the bottle.

In an instant, the light of the weak water bottle rose sharply, and a sky-blue light curtain appeared from the bottle, followed by dozens of water columns soaring into the sky, instantly breaking through the blockade of the Heavenly Tribulation Killing Formation in an unparalleled posture and breaking the formation.

"puff!"

The moment the formation was forced to break, Master Yimei's face changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The situation of Miaoshui Zhenren was even worse. Her face was as white as a ghost, without a trace of blood, and her breath was extremely disordered. Several fine cracks appeared on the body of the weak water bottle in her hand.

Isn’t the consumption of a drop of essence and blood ordinary? Not everyone is Zhang Yifeng.

"It's now!"

In the crowd, Zhang Yifeng saw this scene and a gleam appeared in his eyes. Then, his figure suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the Miaoshui Zhenren who was lying on the ground.

True Man Miaoshui noticed Zhang Yifeng's actions. If she were to be the usual slap, she could kill an ant with a cultivation level like Zhang Yifeng, but at this moment, she could only watch the ant appear beside her and then take her hand.

But there is no tenderness, no sweet words.

The real person Miaoshui felt that her fingers were lighter, and her storage ring was taken away by the middle-aged man with his little eyes!

I was confused, and Master Miaoshui was stunned at that time.

What's going on? An ant actually dared to take the storage ring from her fingers. It's like a tiger's teeth extraction!

Zhang Yifeng did not give Miaoshui Zhenren time to react. She got the ring. Without any hesitation, she turned around and ran towards the exit.

All this, in a short while, actually happened in an instant.

Those who don’t know think that Zhang Yifeng is going to support Miaoshui Zhenren.

Only people with strong spiritual senses such as Long Shisan knew that this middle-aged man with small eyes took out the storage ring of Miaoshui Zhenren and ran away immediately.

This is too crazy!

It's simply ignoring their existence.

When everyone realized it, Zhang Yifeng had already snatched the storage ring from the hands of Zhenren Miaoshui, and was about to run to the exit.

"presumptuous!"

The true man Miaoshui shouted coldly, and she finally reacted. Angry flames appeared in her plain eyes!

Since entering the ninth-story pagoda, although she seems calm on the surface, she is actually full of guard against Master Yimei and Long Shisan. In her opinion, only Master Yimei and Long Shisan can pose a threat to her for the relics.

As for the others, no one was taken seriously by her except the Tianxin Buddhists from Lingzhou.

Moreover, treasure hunts in the ruins have always been a game between the strong, and the weak have no right to let the strong take a look at them.

But she never expected that the one who snatched the relics from her was neither Master Yimei nor Long Shisan, but an inconspicuous casual cultivator!

Judging from the aura emitted by this casual cultivator, the other party’s cultivation level is definitely not more than the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage!

A cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, even if he is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, for the Miaoshui Zhenren, killing such a monk is no different from a killing an ant.

But now, the ant in her eyes once snatched her storage ring from her hands!

And it is so blatant and unscrupulous!

Among her storage rings, not only the best relics she took from the unknown monk before, but also most of her wealth!

Looking at Zhang Yifeng's back, the eyes of Zhenren Miaoshui were cold, but even though she had all kinds of murderous intent, there was no trace of spiritual power in her body at this moment. She wanted to take action, but she was a little powerless.

However, she did not intend to let go of this damn casual cultivator who dared to make trouble on Tai Sui's head!

"The Sorrow of Weak Water!"

Master Miaoshui endured the injuries in his body and dripped another drop of essence and blood on the weak water bottle covered with cracks in her hand. Then she roared loudly, and saw an extremely powerful water dragon appear from the weak water bottle and attacked Zhang Yifeng at the speed of sound.

Click!

At the same time, the weak water clean bottle in the hands of the real person Miaoshui seemed to have reached its limit. With a few cracks, the cracks on the weak water clean bottle became bigger and bigger, and eventually turned into a pile of fragments.

The second-level magic weapon, weak water clean bottle, that Master Miaoshui is proud of, is useless!

On the side, Master Yimei and Long Shisan saw this, and their eyes were filled with joy.

The magic weapon in the hands of Zhenren Miaoshui made them very afraid. At this moment, seeing her magic weapon being destroyed, a hint of pleasure emerged in their hearts.

At the same time, the two looked at the direction of Zhang Yifeng's escape and shook their heads slightly.

"This middle-aged man is dead."

This idea appeared almost at the same time in the minds of Master Long Shisan and Master Yimei, because the attack by Master Miaoshui this time would be difficult to follow even in their heyday.

This is a powerful blow from the blood of Miaoshui Zhenren!

This middle-aged young man in the middle-aged man was just a casual cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. It was impossible for him to take this move from Master Miaoshui. They only hope that Master Miaoshui's water dragon attack would not destroy the best relics.

But the next moment, they all widened their eyes and opened their mouths, as if they had seen something incredible.

Just now, the water dragon of Miaoshui Zhenren instantly caught up with the middle-aged man in his fierce and fierce manner, instantly submerged the middle-aged man in his small eyes. But strangely, when the water dragon attacked the middle-aged man, it seemed to attack the air. The water dragon passed through Zhang Yifeng's body without any obstacles, causing no harm to him.

When everyone realized it, Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed and disappeared into the space on the ninth floor of the pagoda.

hiss!

Seeing this result, everyone took a breath of air, their eyes filled with shock and astonishment.

"How is this possible!"

"How come he has nothing to do!"
Chapter completed!
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