Chapter 3589
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"This is …"
Yan Zifeng guessed that his first move should not have been able to finish off Zhen Xiaoxiao. After all, she was one of the most cunning enemies he had ever met in his life. But he never would have thought that she would be able to resolve the [Thousand Burning Poison Talisman] so thoroughly!
Seeing the poisonous creatures being swallowed by the strange flower, Yan Zifeng could not help but take a step back.
But a stone suddenly appeared behind his right foot, causing him to lose his balance and his body to sway.
"This!"
Feeling even more frightened, Yan Zifeng looked around the battlefield in shock.
The leaves swayed in the wind, the air was silent, but it was as if he was the only one who did not fit in with this space. And the woman standing in front of him was like a stabilizing force, her breathing in sync with the heavens and earth.
Damn!
This girl drew a formation on the ground, waiting for me to fall into it! He's even faster than I am!
A bad thought quickly appeared in Yan Zifeng's mind.
It was as if the three days were not for him to prepare to attack this girl, but rather she was alone and waiting for him.
"Who are you?"
She was much more sensitive than Swan Underworld Deity. Seeing the anger and killing intent in Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes that were no longer concealed, Yan Zifeng clearly realized that the woman standing in front of him was definitely carrying a monstrous fire of karma. Her killing intent towards him was extremely deep.
It was definitely not because of the friction in the Hundred Fierce Medicine Field, nor was it because of some trivial matters that he could not remember. When she first saw him, she especially wanted to kill him. After being sucked into the Devouring Battlefield, she was not tired of the endless sleepless cultivators. Instead, she was wholeheartedly waiting for him to come to her.
There was definitely a cause and effect!
She definitely hated him to the bone!
"Hey! That guy still doesn't know that the little girl has obtained a peerless immortal treasure like the Withered Wood of Spring. "
Seeing the confrontation between Zhen Xiaoxiao and Yan Zifeng, the elders and disciples of Second Dream Sky were discussing fervently.
"Not only that bastard doesn't know, but the entire Three Dream Sky and the entire Devouring Battlefield don't know why the treasure appeared. If they knew, they definitely wouldn't dare to provoke us!"
"That might not necessarily be the case. After all, that girl has only sharpened the blade. From her battle with Hu Ming, it can be seen that with her cultivation, she cannot truly use that blade. In battle, it will instead be a burden." An elder stroked his beard in confidence.
"If that's the case … the woman is going to lose this battle?" A group of young disciples immediately crowded around the white-bearded old man and listened attentively to his explanation of the battle situation.
"Master, will she lose?" asked the Pill Fairy of the Illusory Heaven Palace. She was still thinking about the Withered Wood Giving Spring in Zhen Xiaoxiao's hand.
"It's hard to say." Fairy Cang Wen's expression was subtle.
"Why is it hard to say? In the previous battle, she forced the Sleepless Tower Master to retreat. That girl didn't use her true strength. It was all a trick, and it doesn't represent her true strength. But this time, she is facing a Heaven Immortal. If she uses her true strength, how can a mere Mahayana Realm cultivator stand a chance? "Pill Fairy grumbled.
"Let's wait and see. If this girl still wins, I think the Immortal Palace of One Dream Sky will make an exception … and directly extend an olive branch to the disciples of the Three Dream Sky." A hint of expectation appeared on the face of the Fairy Cang Wen.
"Impossible!" The Pill Fairy did not believe that a miracle would happen again.
"Who am I?"
Chewing on Yan Zifeng's question, Zhen Xiaoxiao's smile grew wider.
"That's a good question!"
She praised him sincerely.
"Who am I?"
He repeated it again. A mysterious aura rippled out from Zhen Xiaoxiao's body. At this moment, all the spectators could clearly feel the vigorous Daoist Rhyme attacking their hearts and souls!
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