"If you win, you win. If I killed you the day before yesterday, can you still stand in front of me and say these words?"

Long Qingkui smiled faintly and said, whether it is a cultivator in Qi training or a cultivator in Mahayana, he will be dissatisfied if he loses. This is human nature and has nothing to do with strength. If the gods lose, he will be dissatisfied.

"You are right. If you lose, you lose. Jing Chen, this is also a lesson for you. Remember, don't underestimate anyone in the future."

Yuan Zhifeng spoke with a look of a paranormal look.

Jing Chen nodded quickly.

Yuan Zhifeng stepped forward and looked at Long Qingkui.

"You are from Xianlong Island, are you?"

Yuan Zhifeng asked.

Long Qingkui was slightly shocked, but unexpectedly Yuan Zhifeng recognized him.

"You recognize me?"

Long Qingkui asked remarks.

"You have the unique aura of the people from Xianlong Island. I have fought with the island owner of Xianlong Island and have some understanding of the practice methods of Xianlong Island."

Yuan Zhifeng said.

Long Qingkui was silent, not knowing what to say. Yuan Zhifeng was at the same level as the island master. He had encountered such a senior expert, Long Qingkui should have stood up to salute, but today she had to hold on.

But even with Mr. Mo around, Long Qingkui was feeling a little uncomfortable. There was no way. In Long Qingkui's opinion, Mr. Mo was in the Tribulation Realm, but Yuan Zhifeng was also in the Tribulation Realm.

"You know me, too?"

Yuan Zhifeng smiled.

"You are from the Jietian Sect."

Long Qingkui said.

"Of course I'm from the Jietian Sect. I mean, you should know my name."

Yuan Zhifeng said.

"You are the inner elder of the Jetian Sect's Chief Cult, and the elder Yuan Zhifeng Yuan."

Long Qingkui had no choice but to admit that it was really uncomfortable to get along with someone who was at a great level. Long Qingkui felt that all his secrets were exposed to Yuan Zhifeng.

"Then it seems I don't need to introduce myself. Please introduce myself. What is your relationship with Long Qingyu, the owner of Xianlong Island?"

Yuan Zhifeng said with a plain expression. Originally, Yuan Zhifeng was thinking about what the other party was. Now he saw the origin of Long Qingkui at a glance. Yuan Zhifeng felt that everything was under his control. For Yuan Zhifeng, although Xianlong Island was considered a first-class force in the Zhongtian Domain, it could not compete with the Jietian Sect.

Even if he really killed Long Qingkui today, Xianlong Island could not do anything to him.

Of course, it has not reached the point of killing people. If Long Qingkui is tactful, Yuan Zhifeng would not intend to make things too difficult for her.

"The island owner is my adoptive father."

Long Qingkui said.

"I have heard that your Xianlong Island has mastered a mysterious power. It seems that you have used this mysterious power to defeat my disciple Jing Chen."

Yuan Zhifeng said.

Long Qingkui didn't answer.

Long Qingkui did not answer, and in Yuan Zhifeng's opinion, it was a default.

"I don't make things difficult for you. When you tell the whole story at the Fairyland Conference tomorrow, I can't pursue you."

Yuan Zhifeng said.

"say what?"

Long Qingkui frowned.

"You are a smart person, you should know what you say."

Yuan Zhifeng smiled.

"I want me to admit that I will defeat your apprentice, and I will not win?"

Long Qingkui said.

Yuan Zhifeng nodded.

"Elder Yuan, you said just now that losing means losing. Whether it is using external forces, magic weapons and talismans, or the power of heaven and earth, these are normal means used by monks. It seems that you and your disciples still cannot afford to lose."

Long Qingkui retorted without changing her face.

Yuan Zhifeng's face sank slightly, and a pressure swept over, shaking Long Qingkui's heart, as if the air around him suddenly became as heavy as a mountain.

"I don't want to make things difficult for you, but you'd better be more obedient, otherwise you might not be able to return to Zhongtian Realm."

Yuan Zhifeng's tone sank.

"Does Elder Yuan want to stand up for his disciple and fight me again?"

Although Long Qingkui was cowardly, she pretended to be calm.

"Just you deserve to fight with my master?

If you didn't use fraud, I wouldn't be able to beat me, hum."

Jing Chen mocked him disdainfully.

"We don't even have to say whether I can defeat you or not. I believe everyone has seen it with their own eyes. If you are not convinced, you can fight me again. Of course, I can wait for your injury to heal."

Long Qingkui said slowly.

"Don't be proud. When my injury is healed, there will be a battle between you and me, but at that time, you will definitely die and I will not let you go."

Jing Chen's face was fierce, as if the hatred between him and Long Qingkui was irreconcilable.

"I'll wait."

Long Qingkui smiled.

"Don't wait, just tomorrow. Tomorrow's Fairy Path Conference is a good opportunity."

Yuan Zhifeng suddenly said.

Jing Chen and Long Qingkui were both shocked.

"Okay, just tomorrow, will you dare to face the challenge?"

Jing Chen reacted and couldn't help but sneer and question.

"Tomorrow is tomorrow. What's there to dare not fight against this? I'm just worried about your body. Don't even want your life to fight with me."

Long Qingkui smiled, looking like she was not caring.

"Jingchen, let's go."

Before leaving, Yuan Zhifeng looked at Long Qingkui again, then turned around and left.

Yuan Zhifeng naturally would not fight with Long Qingkui. He is Long Qingkui's senior. As a senior, how could he fight with the junior? But he has a way to let his apprentice defeat Long Qingkui tomorrow.
Chapter completed!