From behind, seeing Fei Ren severely inflicting a heavy blow on Lan Yuan Cang Lu, Guan Xiaolin also jumped up and also came to the nectar tree in the middle of the oasis.
"Brother Fei Ren, we will make a fortune this time!"
Guan Xiaolin looked excited, her beautiful eyes flashing with joy, and she looked at the nectar tree in front of her.
One hundred and eight fruits of the Spiritual Tree, according to the agreement between the three people before, even if Fei Ren took 80% alone, the remaining 20% of the Spiritual Tree Fruit would still be valuable!
Relying on the fruits of these nectar spiritual trees, it is easy for his Yuanli cultivation to break through the seventh level of the Xuanzun Realm!
"Sure enough, they are mature nectar spiritual fruits. If these spiritual fruits were monopolized by that beast alone, it would be a waste of nature."
Tang Xue also came to the foot of the spiritual tree, with a hint of relief in her calm expression.
Although she had just broken through to the first level of the Mysterious Saint Realm, she would need to accumulate a lot of energy to break through again.
However, like Guan Xiaolin, if she can absorb a large amount of nectar spiritual fruits, Tang Xue's Yuanli cultivation can break through again, and even enter the third level of the Mysterious Saint Realm!
On the other side, Lan Yuan Cang Lu’s injuries have also partially recovered.
"This human being is so careless...!"
Looking back, Lan Yuan Cang Lu saw that Fei Ren and others were all focused on the nectar tree in the middle of the oasis, and his heart immediately froze.
"A gentleman's revenge is never too late...!"
Obviously, this is his best chance to escape from here!
After all, it is just a monster that has just broken through the Holy Class level. Its magic power is still at the low level of the Holy Class. It is no match for Fei Ren and others. Even if it covets the Spiritual Tree, it cannot hold it.
Uh-huh!
The next moment, Lan Yuan Cang Lu took back the body of the monster again, transformed into a middle-aged man in blue robes, and flew towards the vast desert outside the oasis.
"Brother Fei Ren, that guy seems to be running away?"
Seeing this scene, Guan Xiaolin was also stunned for a moment.
"The magic core in a holy-level monster is also valuable. Are you going to let it go so easily?"
Tang Xue glanced at Fei Ren, who was standing motionless in front of him. His eyes also showed a hint of confusion, as if he was a little confused about why the other party wanted to let go of the Saint-level Blue Yuan Canglu.
"Don't worry, there are still some problems that haven't been solved..."
However, in the face of the two women's doubts, Fei Ren just smiled and did not stop Lan Yuan Cang Lu from escaping.
"ah!"
Suddenly, there was another shrill roar.
"You damn humans!"
"How dare you plot against me!"
The next moment, a black shadow fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, revealing blood on his face and looking very embarrassed. It was the Lan Yuan Cang Lu who had just escaped not long ago.
"Beast, I'm targeting you, where do you want to escape to?"
After a few breaths, a group of people also appeared. There were about twenty people, all wearing red robes, and they seemed to come from the same force.
The leader among them is a middle-aged man with a broadsword on his back and yellow hair and red robes.
"Brothers, it's time to eat meat!"
"You can keep those two beautiful women for fun first, and kill the remaining brat directly!"
After taking a look at Fei Ren and others, the man with yellow hair and red robe showed a ferocious smile, and then waved his hand, as if he planned to catch Lan Yuan Canglu, Fei Ren and others in one fell swoop.
Obviously, these people have been lurking here for a long time, and like Fei Ren, they are also eyeing the Blue Yuan Cang Deer and the nectar tree in the center of the oasis.
"It's them?"
A sudden change occurred, and Guan Xiaolin's face became solemn, as if she recognized the origin of the person.
Fourth level power, Tyrant Sword Society
This guild has a large number of members, a mixture of good and bad. Although its background is not very strong, not as good as their Jinghai Sect, it is a local force in the Central Continent, and there are many masters in the guild!
The yellow-haired and red-robed man in front of him was none other than Qi Sheng, the vice-president of the Tyrant Sword Society.
The opponent's Yuanli cultivation is also not weak. He has reached the second level of Xuansheng Realm and should not be underestimated.
"It turns out that you have discovered their existence a long time ago..."
Seeing this, Tang Xue seemed to understand something and looked up at Fei Ren.
However, the other party just smiled and did not speak. He just looked at the arrogant and menacing Qi Sheng and others with a calm face, as if everything was under control.
"Damn...!"
However, unlike the calm Fei Ren, Guan Xiaolin looked nervous and worried at this time.
After all, the person who came was Qi Sheng, the vice-president of the Tyrant Sword Club. Apart from him, the remaining twenty-odd members of the Tyrant Sword Club were also very strong. Each of them was a cultivator of the sixth level or above of the Xuanzun Realm. Because, there are one or two Saint Realm masters, but on the other hand, there are only three of them here.
Three people versus twenty people
This difficulty is not ordinary!
"Damn humans! I won't let you succeed until I die!"
First leaving the tiger's den and then entering the wolf's den, Lan Yuan Cang Lu also knew that he had no hope of survival. He roared again and revealed his magical beast body on the spot, transforming into a giant monster as big as a three-story pavilion. The elk seemed to be planning to die together with everyone present.
"You evil beast will not die!"
Sensing that the magical aura in Lan Yuan Cang Lu's body was rapidly increasing, Qi Sheng also suddenly pulled out the sword behind him, then slashed it out from the air, pointing directly at the vital part of the opponent's head.
bass!
The sword passed by and there was blood!
Click...!
Only the sound of a head falling to the ground was heard, and the next moment the huge beast body of Lan Yuan Cang Lu crashed to the ground, staining the desert with blood and completely losing its breath.
Holy level monster, fallen!
"Vulnerable!"
After cutting off the head of Lan Yuan Cang Lu with one knife, Qi Sheng also landed steadily, and then received his own saber.
"Huh? Boy, why don't you run?"
The next moment, Qi Sheng looked back at Fei Ren, who was still standing not far away, with a hint of joking in his mouth, "Is it possible that you are frightened by my strength?"
"Hahahahaha!"
While wiping the blood on the blade of the knife, Qi Sheng laughed wildly and looked extremely proud, as if the opponent was already a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Brother Fei Ren...what should we do!"
Faced with danger from all sides, Guan Xiaolin subconsciously leaned towards Fei Ren, but saw the other party gently pat her shoulder, as if to signal her to calm down.
"The Tyrant Sword Club is about to become the first team to be destroyed in this Thousand Sects War...!"
Fei Ren's face remained calm, but the two girls Tang Xue and Guan Xiaolin beside him were keenly aware that traces of strong murderous intent began to appear in each other's pupils.
