Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

The casual cultivators around were really impatient to wait.

"Boy, are you doing well?"

"Boy, can't it be your level, too low to tell the truth or false, right?"

"Little bastard, are you okay? If not, let me do it!"

A group of powerful cultivators around him shouted coldly.

"Shut up!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

The cold eyes swept over them. Anyone who met Zhang Xiaohao's eyes seemed to be staring at by a beast from ancient times. He felt tight and subconsciously closed his mouth.

Zhang Xiaohao's eyes fell on the witch.

He looked at her playfully and said, across hundreds of steps.

"This Feng Shen's legs are not complete! Without the last move, it is also the most powerful move! Without the last move, this leg martial arts can only be considered ordinary!" Zhang Xiaohao said casually.

"What? How could this be the case?"

"Ah! Feng Shen's legs were missing one move? Could it be that she is playing with us?"

"I ask you, why is Feng Shen missing a move in his legs?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao's words, the casual cultivators around him immediately became uneasy.

They came here tonight, fighting to death, not for a broken martial art.

Besides, if the last move is missing, is it still a top-notch martial art in the Heavenly Level?

Seeing the casual cultivators around him, they all looked at themselves with a sneer.

The witch wasn't angry either and spoke.

"This friend is right! Feng Shen Le did have one less move. Even so, it is still the best martial arts in the heavenly level! Besides, when this saint got this martial art, it was like this! But, according to ancient books, whoever can combine the first six styles into one can understand the last move!"

After saying that, the witch continued without waiting for the casual cultivators around him to speak.

"So! In order to compensate for the losses of this martial arts, no matter who it is, as long as it wins the championship of tonight's martial arts conference, this saint will compensate him for two thousand low-grade spirit stones! As for this Feng Shen Leg martial arts, it will be kept in the hands of this little brother for the time being!"

"Are you serious?" When I heard two thousand low-grade spirit stones, the casual cultivators around me were all in a hot face.

For them, not to mention two thousand spirit stones, even ten lower-grade spirit stones are a huge fortune.

These two thousand low-grade spirit stones are undoubtedly a fortune that is as rich as a country.

"This saint's words will naturally keep their count! Okay, this saint announced that the martial arts conference will begin now." The witch said coldly.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly spoke.

"What do you want to say?" asked the witch, but there was a playful smile in her eyes.

"Since you have given me the martial arts of Feng Shen Le, why not give me all the remaining nine jade boxes to keep!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said playfully.

When he heard Zhang Xiaohao's words, whether it was the witch or the casual cultivator around him, he was so weird that he didn't speak, and looked at him playfully.

After a long time, the witch raised her lips and sneered.

"Okay! Then I will hand over the remaining nine jade boxes to you for safekeeping!" the witch said coldly.

With a little jade hand, nine jade boxes turned into a meteor, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaohao with huge power.

"Since you are so enthusiastic, I'm not polite." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smug smile.

He grabbed his right hand casually, and the black luster flowed on his arm, grabbing the nine jade boxes flying in his hand like lightning, without taking a step back at all.

In the hot gaze of the powerful cultivators around him, Zhang Xiaohao put nine jade boxes into the storage bag at his waist.

"This saint announced that the martial arts conference will be held now..."

The last word "star" was not waiting for him to say it, Zhang Xiaohao interrupted her again.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmph! What else do you have to say?" the witch snorted coldly.

If it weren't for the concern of Zhang Xiaohao's strength, he would have been unable to help but capture him, so he would not have been arrogant until now.

"Anyway, you have put all these things in my place to keep them. Why not put the two thousand low-grade spirit stones in my place to keep them here to keep them!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"What? This kid is too brave, right?"

"Hmph! Silly boy, don't be too greedy!"

"Stay at the forefront of your work and meet again in the future!"

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao's words, the casual cultivators around him snorted coldly.

"Geeh..." The witch was not only not angry, but laughed to the sky.

The laughter subsided.

"Okay! OK! OK! Don't you want these two thousand low-grade spirit stones? I'll give them to you now!" The witch stared at Zhang Xiaohao and said.

At that moment, Jade hand slapped her waist, took off a storage bag, and threw it directly to Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao was not polite, so he grabbed the storage bag, activated his soul power, and checked it carefully.

A few seconds later, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his gaze and kicked the storage bag into his arms, but in fact he put it into Shennong's ring.

"Not bad! It's indeed two thousand low-grade spirit stones! Alas, I knew that my charm is so great that even with a mask, it still cannot stop others from liked me! Tell me, what do you like? Can't I change it?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a shrugged.

"Ah! Damn it, boy, you dare to mess with this saint, you deserve to die!" The witch thought angrily.

The jade hand waved his domineeringly and roared: "The martial arts conference begins now!"

As her words fell, the casual cultivators around her immediately became restless.

They all looked red with their eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaohao, as if they were looking at a peerless treasure.

"Brother Hao, the situation is a little wrong!" Shangguan Baiyun said with a frown.

"It's definitely wrong! All the good things are on me, and they will definitely be the first to get rid of me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a shrugged.

"Brother Hao, what should we do now?" Shangguan Baiyun said solemnly.

"It's okay! I haven't taken it to heart yet! When the fight starts, you all stand behind me and remember it! No matter what happens, don't leave me! Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety!" Zhang Xiaohao ordered.

"Yes." Shangguan Baiyun and the other four nodded heavily.

"Boy! If you know the appearance, hand over a group of treasures such as Feng Shen Le, otherwise you will definitely die tonight!"

"Take the treasure, I will spare you a way out!"

"Hmph! A junior in the early stage of the Transformation Realm dared to have the idea of ​​hitting Feng Shen's legs and two thousand low-grade spirit stones, and was not afraid of dying!"

Nearly two thousand casual cultivators were around, looking at Zhang Xiaohao and others coldly. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!