Seeing the golden sand exposed, Feng Jiuyou's eyes flashed with joy. He took out the jade bottle he carried with him and was about to fly to pick up the golden sand when a black shadow suddenly flashed across.
I saw a mysterious man covered in a black cloak quietly sinking into the depths of the mine. Just when the golden dew was about to fall to the ground, the man raised the tip of his sword, and the golden dew dripped on the ground.
The sword body was then submerged into the rusty dagger.
"who!"
Seeing the man in black robe suddenly appearing and getting the gold sand dew before him, Feng Jiuyou was instantly furious. This is a top-notch material that can be used to refine artifacts, but it was used to feed a mortal sword? What a waste.
!
For this plan, he must refine the gold sand dew before Fan Jian has completely absorbed it, so that he can get the gold sand dew again!
Feng Jiuyou immediately blocked the entrance of the mine, with murderous intent on his face, "Hurry up and hand over the golden sand dew, otherwise you will go against my Fenglan Empire!"
The person blocked in the mine is naturally Jiang Deng.
Facing the siege, she remained calm. She first lowered her head and glanced at the heavy light sword in her hand. Although her appearance remained unchanged, Jiang Deng could clearly feel that the sword spirit of the heavy light sword was refining the gold sand dew. As for the recovery results,
How, we will have to find out later.
Now, let’s think about how to escape first...
Jiang Deng raised his eyes and examined Feng Jiuyou opposite.
This boy has white lips and red teeth. He is pretty good-looking and can barely catch her eye. However, he doesn't seem very smart and has a somewhat impulsive personality.
In a head-on confrontation, she is definitely no match for this person. Maybe she can just take advantage of the other person's impulsive personality...
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng flicked her sleeves, her broad black cloak rustled, and her rebellious and contemptuous voice echoed in the mine.
"The mortal empire is nothing! Yellow-haired boy, do you know who I am?"
My seat?
Feng Jiuyou's pupils shrank.
This is a title that only those who are strong in the Nascent Soul Realm are eligible to receive. Could it be that this person is actually a strong one in the Nascent Soul Realm?
He looked Jiang Deng up and down, but couldn't see anything except a smooth chin. He couldn't even feel the other person's aura or strength.
If this person is really a strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm, then in the eyes of the other party, the Fenglan Empire that he is so proud of is indeed nothing...
Feng Jiuyou had no choice but to suppress his arrogance and said patiently: "This junior is not talented. Not only is he the ninth prince of the Fenglan Empire, but he is also a disciple of the master of the Taichu Sword Sect. The master ordered me to get this golden sand dew. I hope that the senior can see it.
In the name of Taichu Jianzong, I will give the golden sand dew to the younger generation."
Taichu Sword Sect?
Jiang Deng did not expect that this person would probably be from the same sect as her in the future, but so what? Let alone fellow disciples, even if the King of Heaven came, there would be no way for her to take the things she had finally obtained with such difficulty.
Hand it over!
Therefore, Jiang Deng continued to speak arrogantly as if he could not understand human speech: "A disciple of the master of Taichu Sword Sect is nothing! I am the direct disciple of Murong Feiran, the master of the Feiran Spiritual Domain!"
Feng Jiuyou looked at Jiang Deng's iconic black cloak and immediately understood, "You, you are Ye Guyen!"
Rumor has it that Ye Guyen likes to wear black the most. On the surface, he is a gentle and gentle gentleman, but in reality, he is arrogant and domineering, with cruel methods. He will laugh and chat with you with his front foot, but he will tear you into pieces with his back foot.
Although he is not the first person in the Nascent Soul Realm, he is the most terrifying Nascent Soul powerhouse. He is nicknamed by others, ‘The Ruthless Man’ Ye Guyen!
Seeing Feng Jiuyou's shocked look, Jiang Deng was also confused. She touched her nose and whispered: "Is the passerby I killed so famous?"
Hmm... It seems good. If she can use this notoriety to scare people away, she won't have to risk fighting anymore.
Therefore, Jiang Deng continued to threaten and intimidate: "Boy, now that you know my identity, why don't you get out of the way quickly, otherwise don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"
"No, no way..."
Even though he was panicking and his legs began to tremble, Feng Jiuyou still gritted his teeth and said: "Golden sand dew is especially important to this junior. I hope that senior can part with me. I am willing to use anything in exchange for the mortal sword in your hand."
"What if I refuse?"
"Then please senior, please step over the junior's body!"
Feng Jiuyou had a determined look on his face. Before coming to Jizhou, he had boasted to his master that he would definitely get the golden sand dew. It would be too embarrassing if he just returned to the sect empty-handed. How could he be here in the future?
Taichu Jianzong's life?
Jiang Deng thought it was troublesome. This person was so unyielding. He looked like a stubborn donkey with a weak brain. "In that case, you and I will have a competition. If you win, I can give you the golden sand dew."
Give in, if you lose..."
Feng Jiuyou immediately answered: "Whatever the senior wants, the junior will give it to me without any hesitation!"
"That's very good." Jiang Deng said in a pretending contemptuous tone: "I saw that you were only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, so I suppressed your cultivation to the first level of the Qi Refining Realm and fought with you."
Feng Jiuyou immediately blushed, "Senior, please stop looking down on others! I, I will also suppress my cultivation to the first level of Qi Refining Realm!"
Saying that, Feng Jiuyou immediately took action and suppressed his cultivation level to the first level of Qi Refining Realm.
Jiang Deng secretly laughed. This child is so smart. He actually fell into her provocation. It was really a little kitten whose mother opened the door for the little kitten. It was so wonderful!
"Come!"
Jiang Deng said nothing more and directly poured the power of chaos into the heavy light sword. In an instant, the short sword burst out with several dazzling rays of light, shooting straight towards Feng Jiuyou!
Feng Jiuyou felt her eyes blur, and before she could take action, she felt a chill on her neck, and then a cold voice sounded in her ears.
"you lose."
Just now, Jiang Deng took advantage of Feng Jiuyou being blinded by the sword light, flew close to him, and successfully placed the heavy light sword on Feng Jiuyou's neck.
Although the appearance of the heavy lightsaber looks ordinary, the blade is extremely sharp. Even though Feng Jiuyou is at the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment Realm and has considerable physical strength, a blood mark was drawn on his neck.
Feeling the stinging pain of the wound, Feng Jiuyou's face was full of horror. Even if both of them suppressed their cultivation to the first level of Qi Refining Realm, the senior's strength was far superior to him!
Not only is his spiritual power pure, his sword moves are powerful, but his speed is also extremely fast. He is truly worthy of being a senior in the Nascent Soul Realm!
"Junior... I am convinced." Feng Jiuyou ignored the wound on his neck and turned to look at Jiang Deng with admiration.
Jiang Deng was made uncomfortable by the sight, so he immediately let go of Feng Jiuyou and took a few steps back, "Okay, hand over the golden bowl in your hand."
As early as during the battle outside the mine, she had taken a fancy to Feng Jiuyou's golden bowl.
This spiritual weapon can turn monks into a pool of blood. It would be good to use it to serve or beg for food. Even if she lives in the mortal world in the future, she can still sell it for gold!