Ye Feihong fell silent, and after ten breaths, Miaoyu, who was standing on the side, said: "As long as Ye Gongzi can take out a billion spirit stones, I will take the Youyang Fruit in front of you! However, if you don't have a billion spirit stones, the concubine is willing to take you to the inner room to pay homage to that magical Youyang Fruit." [~]”

Ye Feihong continued to be silent, and the main auctioneer then said: "Ye Daoyou, if you really can't get a billion spirit stones, then this auction will be considered invalid, and you haven't paid the guarantee fee of five million spirit stones, so you must agree to a condition of Miao Su Pavilion to make up for the loss caused by this unsuccessful auction!"

Ye Feihong's eyes were cold: "What conditions?"

The main photographer hadn't said yet, but Miaoyu beside him said: "For Miaosu Pavilion, it is our honor for Ye Gongzi to stay here for a while, the concubine is willing to accompany Ye Gongzi to the inner room to chat, first, to wash the dust and get rid of Ye Gongzi, second, to complain to Ye Gongzi, and third..."

Miaoyu's eyes flowed, and she said affectionately: "Sanlai, and the most important point, is that in Miaoyu's room, there is definitely the world's most haode spirit wine!

Ye Feihong didn't seem to be moved, he finally said coldly: "No need!

Everyone was confused, and the main photographer also said suspiciously: "Isn't Ye Daoyou drunk?" It was you who just shouted for one billion spirit stones and took pictures of the Youyang Fruit of Miao Su Pavilion, how can you say that Miao Su Pavilion doesn't put one billion spirit stones in your eyes?"

Ye Feihong's momentum rose suddenly, and his tone was extremely cold: "Because I want to use one thing at a discount for Miao Su Pavilion, and I thought that Miao Su Pavilion would definitely not put a billion spirit stones in his eyes for such a thing." ”

The main photographer smiled: "I see, what precious materials does Ye Daoyou have that can be exchanged for the ripe Youyang Fruit of Miao Su Pavilion?"

Ye Feihong's eyes narrowed: "Miaoyu's head! Your Excellency thinks it's worth a billion spirit stones?"

As soon as Ye Feihong said this, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd! In the hall of Miao Su Pavilion, it was even more shrouded in an ominous atmosphere, and an extremely strong aura of death was quietly spreading!

Miaoyu's face turned pale, but her posture was even more moving: "Ye Gongzi has always pitied Xiangxiang and cherished jade, but at this moment, why do you want to kill Miaoyu in vain?"

Ye Feihong's voice was terrifyingly cold: "Because you are not Miaoyu, you should be killed!"

"Haha..." Miaoyu suddenly laughed wildly, her voice was dissolute and seductive, and the sadness contained grievances, which made people feel uncontrollable after hearing it, and all the monks urged their spiritual power to resist her rebellion, but Ye Feihong stood there with a calm face. [~]

After more than a dozen breaths of wild laughter, Miaoyu suddenly closed her voice: "For one Miaoyu, can you kill all the people in the world?"

Ye Feihong's face was solemn, one hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword, and his tone was as ruthless and terrifying as death: "Hand over what doesn't belong to you, and save you from death today!"

Miaoyu's face changed drastically, her delicate body seemed to tremble slightly, and her glamorous face no longer existed, replaced by a face of resentment! After a moment of silence, she slowly stretched out her jade hand and took out a verdant jade feather from the storage bag.

Under everyone's eyes, the jade feather feather emitted an extremely dazzling ghostly light, and the thick spiritual power flowed faintly around it, and all the monks in the Miao Su Pavilion widened their eyes under the light of this ghostly light, they seemed to be drawn by its strange aura, and temporarily forgot all the movements around them.

The ghostly light shone on the faces of Miaoyu, Ye Feihong and the others, giving their faces a layer of verdant green, but in this silent flow of light, a killing machine was brewing!

The monks who are illuminated by the ghostly light of the jade feather feather are losing the spiritual power in their bodies dramatically! The closer they are to the feather feathers, the stronger the light they receive, and the faster the spiritual power in their bodies will be lost!

The monk standing outside the door of the Miao Su Pavilion, someone seemed to recognize the origin of this object, and suddenly shouted out in a panic: "Peacock Ling! It's the Peacock Feather of the Peacock Immortal Mansion!"

"What? This is the Peacock Feather?On the list of the top ten ancient treasures, the fourth-ranked imitation spirit treasure Peacock Feather?" the other person shouted out, and with their words, the crowd suddenly fell into chaos!

One of the ten great ancient treasures that had eliminated the cultivation realm for thousands of years, the Peacock Feather, actually reappeared in the Nanyue Cultivation Realm! And it was in the Miao Su Pavilion of Dusk Cloud City, in front of their group of monks!

At this moment, no one can describe the psychological portrayal of the monks present, nothing can stop their obsessive determination to catch a glimpse of the peacock feather! No, it is not just as simple as a glimpse of the demeanor, but an incomparably strong possession**!

The crowd rushed forward like a tide, and the gate of the Miao Su Pavilion was quickly surrounded by all the monks, and at this time, in the hall of the Miao Su Pavilion, Miao Yu slowly stretched out her hands and handed the once famous peacock feather to Ye Feihong. [~]

Ye Feihong's right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword was slowly raised, and he grabbed at the Peacock Feather at a strange angle! What seemed to be an understatement of action actually implied a surging and powerful spiritual power!

However, at the moment when Ye Feihong's right hand was about to touch the Peacock Feather, Miaoyu's hand suddenly closed, holding the Peacock Feather tightly in the palm of his hand, and then said in a gloomy tone: "That night three hundred years ago, didn't Ye Gongzi have a trace of true feelings for me?"

Ye Feihong's body trembled, and his outstretched right hand only paused for a moment, and then continued to grab it forward!

"Hmph, since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless, today's Miao Su Pavilion is the burial place of your Ye Feihong!" Before Miaoyu finished speaking, her body had already flown up, and the hand holding the peacock feather became extremely red in an instant, and an extremely strong bloody breath gushed out, and stretched out her five fingers and grabbed Ye Feihong head-on!

At the same time, the main photographer standing next to Miaoyu, as well as the monk from Twilight Cloud Heavenly Peak who had already chosen a position when he entered Miaoyu Pavilion and happened to be standing behind Ye Feihong at this time, all started to attack Ye Feihong!

Ye Feihong was isolated, his right hand had already stretched out, and he was about to grab the Peacock Feather in Miaoyu's hand at this time, but Miaoyu had already thrown the Peacock Feather into the air and attacked it with her terrifyingly red blood-colored hand!

At this moment, no one thought that Ye Feihong would have the possibility of escaping, because his hand was already too far away from the sword, no matter how fast his sword was, there was no time to withdraw his right hand and use his spirit sword to block the shocking blow of the three people!

However, no one could believe that Ye Feihong, who had created countless miracles of decisive battles and killed countless masters by leapfrogging, would really fall here so easily.

The powerful spiritual pressure attacked from three directions at the same time, Ye Feihong was in the center of the vortex where the three major Dan Stage masters attacked together, and when the wind and rain were shaking, his hand still did not mean to retreat, but grabbed towards the Peacock Feather as always!

Miaoyu's hand had reached Ye Feihong's chest, and the other two masters of the Dan Stage had also pressed the magic weapon to the top of Ye Feihong's head, and between life and death, Ye Feihong's momentum suddenly changed, and a glare burst out from him, and the dazzling light illuminated the void like a bright moon, and in that moment of lightning and flint, it rushed away like a tide!

"Thousand Feather Immortal Hui, you are..."Miaoyu exclaimed, her face suddenly changed, the red hand that stretched out was withdrawn sharply, and the whole person also moved several feet at an astonishing speed, which could be avoided by the dazzling light that Ye Feihong urged out.

And the main photographer and the monk from Dusk Cloud Sky Peak were not so lucky, the magic weapon they sacrificed was just about to hit Ye Feihong, and it was swept out by the powerful light, and the light swept in like a tide, along with the bodies of the two of them, and they were also caught in it, just in the blink of an eye, the two of them turned from a living body into a dry bone under the irradiation of the light!

Miaoyu dodged Ye Feihong's glow and landed lightly, and Ye Feihong had already taken the peacock feather in his hand at this time, and flew back to the place in an extremely graceful and elegant posture, and the time was almost synchronized with Miaoyu.

From beginning to end, Ye Feihong has never touched the spirit sword!

Looking at the main photographer who had already died on the spot and the monk of Dusk Cloud Sky Peak, Miaoyu said with a gloomy face: "Thousand Feather Immortal Hui! Aunt really taught you this set of tricks, I hate that I was careless, you don't have Ye Feihong's murderous aura on your body, I should have seen that you are not Ye Feihong a long time ago!"

At this point, the thousands of monks inside and outside the Miao Su Pavilion were like falling into the clouds, and they didn't know what was happening in front of them. First of all, Miaoyu turned into a ninth-layer monk in the Dan Period, and then Ye Feihong was at the last moment,

Unexpectedly, he didn't use the spirit sword to defeat the three people of Miao Su Pavilion and kill the two on the spot! zuihou is Miaoyu actually said amazingly, saying that the sword cultivator in front of him was not Ye Feihong!

No matter what the truth was, everyone had no time to think about the ins and outs of this matter at this time, everyone's attention was focused on the peacock feather in Ye Feihong's hand, and that kind of greed was unobstructed, even under the threat of death, it was not enough to deter their greedy hearts.

Ye Feihong looked at Miaoyu coldly: "It's not that my aunt didn't cultivate you back then, it was your own eyes that were low in hand, arrogant and arrogant, and finally betrayed your master and left for the rest of your country, relying on the Peacock Immortal Mansion's unique mastery of the "Thousand Illusions Imitation Technique" to harm the cultivation realm, I worked hard to find out your whereabouts, and returning to Dusk Cloud City today is to retrieve the family heirloom Peacock Feather that was stolen by you!"

Ye Feihong said, the momentum, appearance, and posture of the whole person changed in an instant, and the chic and elegant sword was changed to a beautiful woman who sank into a fish and a goose: Miaoyu!