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Chapter 1221 The low-key ancient spirit fairy(1/2)

 "I don't agree!"

Ling Zhiwei firmly opposed it.

She is the most talented Space Saint Roc on Space Saint Island, and has the potential to hit the Hundred Tribulation Realm in the future.

However, Ye Feng actually wanted to take her into the Spirit Beast Pavilion!

This is simply unreasonable!

"Then what do you want to be? After you join our Piaomiao Sect, what else do you think you can be besides being a spiritual beast?"

Ye Feng asked back.

"I want to be the sect leader!"

Ling Zhiwei raised her chin.

"I am the sect leader. Do you want to seek power and usurp the throne? Or do you still want to compete with me?"

Ye Feng asked with a half-smile.

"Then... I want to be the Supreme Elder." Ling Zhiwei patted her proud chest, "With my qualifications, no one will be dissatisfied with becoming the Supreme Elder, right?"

Ye Feng glanced at her breasts.

He admitted that her qualifications were unmatched.

but!

There is no Supreme Elder in Piaomiao Sect.

"Even the Ancient Spirit Immortal is just an elder. Do you think you can serve as the Supreme Elder? Also, our Piao Miao Sect does not have a Supreme Elder for the time being. At most, it will be an inner sect elder."

Ye Feng raised his fist and continued:

"If you look carefully at my fist as big as a sandbag, and then reorganize your words, should you enter the Spiritual Beast Pavilion, or become an inner sect elder?"

Ling Zhiwei's face turned pale.

Naturally, she couldn't defeat Ye Feng, otherwise, she wouldn't have been sent away from the Space Holy Island by her ancestor.

but……

Ling Zhiwei looked at the Ancient Spirit Immortal and smiled slyly, "I only use 30% of my strength. If I can defeat him, how about letting me become the Supreme Elder?"

"What if you fail?"

Ye Feng asked with a half-smile.

"Then I will enter the Spiritual Beast Pavilion and become the boss!" Ling Zhuowei pointed to the tip of her nose with her thumb.

The boss of Spirit Beast Pavilion?

Ye Feng smiled.

Brother Pingtou has always regarded himself as the boss of Spirit Beast Pavilion.

If Ling Zhiwei enters the Spiritual Beast Pavilion, she will definitely have to compete with Brother Pingtou.

Ling Zhiwei is very strong.

However, Brother Flathead will never give in. Even if he is reduced to ashes instantly, his corpse will probably have the words "I am the best" on the ground.

"Are you sure you only use 30% of your strength?"

The Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord on the side asked.

"Of course, to deal with you at the early stage of the Holy Realm, I would use 30% of my strength to bully you."

Ling Zhiwei was very proud.

Hearing this, Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord wanted to roll his eyes.

If Ling Zhiwei attacks with all his strength, he may not have a chance of winning, but if he is only 30% strong, Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord feels that he can beat the opponent while hanging.

"Okay, let's take action!"

Ye Feng stood aside, "I am the judge, Ling Zhiwei, remember, you can only use 30% of your strength. If you dare to use more than 30% of your strength, you will lose."

"no problem!"

Ling Zhiwei is very confident.

In the dark dimension.

Ling Zhiwei and Gu Lingxianzun were facing each other in the air.

Ye Feng stood in the distance.

"Okay, let's begin!"

Following Ye Feng's order, the battle between the two officially began, and a terrifying momentum erupted in the void.

Clang!

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord immediately adopted defensive moves.

The Soul-devouring Immortal Sword Formation turned into purple-gold armor and wrapped itself around him, raising his defense to its strongest state.

"Ah fight!"

The moment Ling Zhiwei completed the defense of Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord, she used the law of space to pounce on his back.

A shining silver fist suddenly punched out.

boom!

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord was blasted away, his body trembling wildly.

"What a powerful fighting force!" Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord was shocked, "Did you really only use 30% of your strength?"

"of course!"

Ling Zhiwei grinned, "I don't use too strong space power, I just use physical strength, isn't it about 30% of my strength?"

not far away.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Well, it's not a violation."

After hearing this, Ancient Spirit Immortal was a little depressed.

Fortunately, his defense was very strong, so it wouldn't hurt if he had a head-on confrontation with Ling Zhiwei.

"Turn swords into silk!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Master made a secret with both hands, and countless sword threads spurted out from his body, intertwining into a huge network, wrapping the void where Ling Zhiwei was.

"Space Escape Technique!"

Ling Zhiwei smiled coldly, her body turned into a silver light, and she avoided being surrounded by the sword net.

Behind the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord. Valley

A silver figure appeared out of thin air.

She is none other than Ling Zhiwei.

Bang bang bang!

Ling Zhiwei punched out three times in a row, causing the Ancient Spirit Immortal to fly forward hundreds of feet, shaking violently all over.

"Hey, you lost!"

Ling Zhiwei laughed loudly.

As she spoke, she waved her fists and relied on the ghost's body skills to continuously dodge the sudden attacks of the sword, knocking the Ancient Spirit Immortal away again and again, causing severe pain all over her body.

"How about it?"

"Even with only 30% strength, I can still beat you. Are you afraid?"

Ling Zhiwei became more and more proud.

In the Holy Island of Space, she is the well-deserved eldest sister. Her strength and status are second only to the ancestor Yu Kong.

Normally, no one can beat her.

Over time, Ling Zhiwei felt that she was second best in the world.

She is not afraid of anyone except her ancestor Yu Kong.

The void in the distance.

Ye Feng yawned.

"The Ancient Spirit Immortal is still very smart. He pretended to be beaten by Ling Zhiwei and took the opportunity to set up the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword Formation. It seems that the battle is almost over."

He whispered in his heart.

In the void.

Ling Zhiwei's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord, raising her fists high and laughing:

"Air energy bursting fist!"
To be continued...
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