The physical strength of Yin, Li and blood is no stronger than Yang Qiucha, but he is a monk, not a martial artist, and Yang Qiu uses the special forces techniques and tactics learned from the Dragon sting members of Qin Zong, which is different from martial arts.

Simply, directly, with outstanding effect.

Yin and blood will suffer a great loss even if they are fully prepared.

This kind of dog biting shit is simply a humiliating way of humiliation.

Facing the fierce blood like a madman, Yang Qiu stood in place with a dagger and smiled:

"Thank you for giving me such a good gift. I'm welcome."

"You...!"

He vomited blood, but he knew that he was not Yang Qiu's opponent at this time.

The dagger is a magic weapon he loves very much, and it is also a top-grade spiritual weapon. Even though he is a senior disciple of the sect, he was blackmailed by Yang Qiu for the first time and took away a lot of pills and spiritual tools. The rest are the treasures among the treasures. However, he suffered a great loss in Yang Qiu's hands at this time.

Miaolian said:

"Well, Yang Qiu, we are wrong about this. However, we will never let you go alone to find the treasure. Therefore, you must advance and retreat with us. You can't separate before entering the temple. Otherwise, we really don't mind working together to kill you first."

With a faint smile, Yang Qiu turned and looked at Longfei. Longfei and others also had a determined expression on their faces. Yang Qiu had to shrug her shoulders and say:

"Well, in that case, I'll walk with you for the time being."

After he finished, he went to one side and sat down cross legged. Then he took out some prepared food and a bottle of mineral water from the storage ring and ate and drank carefully.

People like them have long been to the point of not eating fireworks among people, but the devil knows that they will suppress their strength and become ordinary people. After running for so long, they are already super humans.

Longfei and others were suddenly dumbfounded.

In that sentence, they don't know there will be changes here. Besides, they really don't eat human fireworks for a long time. In the storage ring, where will they prepare any food and water except the magic weapon of pill materials?

Seeing Yang Qiu drinking water, Long Fei and others found that their throat was burning and burning.

After running for so long, I didn't even drink a mouthful of water, and even my stomach began to coo.

Long Fei quickly took out a Pigu pill from the storage ring and threw it into his stomach. The devil knows what the rules here are. In the secular world, ordinary people can eat Pigu pill effectively, but here, not only did it have no effect, but he choked so much that he stretched out his neck and blushed and almost died.

When was long Fei so embarrassed? And still seen by so many people.

He suddenly flashed a very gloomy shame and anger in his heart. He said it didn't matter. Anyway, these guys would become dead one by one, and he couldn't spread his shame.

He walked up to Yang Qiu and said with a pleasant face:

"Yang Qiu, can you give me a bottle of water?"

Instead of answering, Yang Qiu asked:

"What is my relationship with you?"

In a word, Long Fei choked and had nothing to say.

Yeah!

We are enemies, not friends. Why should we give you food and drink?

Long Fei asked for nothing, but the burning feeling in his throat became stronger under the stimulation of Yang Qiu.

That feeling is like an ant biting and biting on the tip of his heart. He can't help it at all.

"I... I'll exchange with you! Make an offer. "

"Oh? Hehe, do you want to exchange something for water with me“

Yang Qiu asked. For people like long Fei, he is not polite at all. He doesn't care about a bottle of water in his hand, but he would rather pour it out than give it to each other.

Long Fei had no strength to argue at this time and said directly:

"Yes, you say, how can we exchange?"

Yang Qiu smiled faintly:

"A bottle of water, a top-notch attacking spirit weapon."

"What?"

Long Fei was so angry that he almost jumped three feet high, and Miao Lian's face suddenly became as dark as ink.

Yang Qiu nodded:

"Yes, it's most cost-effective to change a spirit instrument for a bottle of water today, and it will double tomorrow."

"You!!"

This sentence is fried. Everyone is gnashing their teeth and staring at Yang Qiu, and even long Fei is thinking, otherwise we can kill this bastard first.

No!

Shinobi!!

"OK... OK! I'll use... Three spirit tools for three bottles of water! "

Long Fei's heart is dripping blood.

A bottle of mineral water, three yuan, three yuan in the secular world, is worthless in the cultivation world. Let alone the cultivation world, even in the secular world, what is three yuan?

And a top-grade spirit weapon is a treasure that many people can't get when they break their heads in the cultivation world.

Can a country be worth a top-grade spiritual weapon when converted into secular money?

damn it!!

But who needs it at this time?

Like in the desert, do you need gold or fresh water?

This is a very simple multiple-choice question, but when it's your turn to choose, you will know how difficult it is to choose.

Long Fei is willing to sacrifice his money, which is also a helpless thing. After all, he has no choice now.

Yang Qiu didn't talk nonsense. He took out three bottles of mineral water and replaced the other party's three best spiritual tools. Long Fei immediately drank a bottle of water and felt much better in his heart.

Yang Qiu smiled faintly and said:

"How's it going? Isn't it particularly comfortable to drink a top-grade spirit weapon? Have you never been so extravagant in your life? "

Longfei's face suddenly became very ugly, but then he smiled faintly:

"Yes, even in the whole cultivation world, there is no such luxury as me, and no one can do business like you. Yang Qiu, you should be careful. There are many treasures, which are always very unsafe."

Yang Qiu nodded and said seriously:

"I'll be careful."

Miaolian smiled bitterly and exchanged three bottles of water with Yang Qiu. Tang Long and Han Daoling also had no choice.

When it was Yin and blood's turn, the guy was immediately unable to ride the tiger.

Just now he was still shouting at Yang Qiu. At this time, he asked him to beg Yang Qiu. How can he step down?

Or long Fei said with a smile:

"Yang Qiu, you don't have to say anything. How about taking three more bottles and letting Yin Li blood exchange with you?"

Yang Qiu nodded, took out three bottles of water and said:

"Yes, but he targeted me again and again, so I want to raise the price. If he wants to drink, he can have one bottle of three spirit tools."

The Yin was fierce and blood was so sudden that his mouth was cracked.

"You... You son of a bitch!"