"You lost, Xu Feng."
As soon as those words were spoken, Xu Feng felt a jolt in his mind, and then he felt as if something was about to leave him.
He looked at Xia Muge as if he had gone mad: "I was just careless for a moment, I haven't lost yet."
His state of mind began to become unstable.
Xia Muge smiled, and his attacks became even more ruthless: "Hehe."
But he was more ruthless towards Xu Feng.
Xu Feng struggled to hold on, trying to gather his strength, but was frequently interrupted.
Then, his body became increasingly disheveled, and many sword wounds began to appear on his body.
Although Nascent Soul Realm cultivators mostly fight using supernatural powers and magical treasures, he now looks like a wounded Qi Refining Realm cultivator, pitiful and miserable.
"Our senior brother is going to win."
"Our senior brother will definitely win."
"Let's teach those who cause trouble a lesson."
At this moment, the people of Qingcheng Mountain began to cheer wildly, as if they had forgotten everything else.
A strange light flickered in Caiwei's eyes.
She saw that Xia Muge's luck was starting to increase at this moment.
Conversely, Xu Feng's luck has diminished considerably.
If Xu Feng's luck was as strong as the rising sun before, it has now diminished considerably.
She never imagined that a single battle could cause such a significant shift in the fortunes of the two individuals. Or perhaps Xia Muge had mastered a secret technique to steal others' fortunes?
In the world of cultivators, there are naturally secret techniques for seizing fortune.
However, a person's fortune is mysterious and unpredictable, so it is naturally extremely difficult to cultivate this kind of secret technique.
Even cultivators at the Mahayana stage value their luck highly and would naturally not allow such a cultivation method to exist.
However, the demon race actually has some reservations about this technique.
However, this technique is too demanding, and even Caiwei finds it difficult to cultivate.
But this technique appeared on Xia Muge, which surprised Caiwei greatly.
But what's even more surprising is that the more miserable Xu Feng is, the stronger Xia Muge's luck becomes.
"Interesting," Caiwei commented softly.
She had some doubts about scheming against Xu Feng, but after seeing Xia Muge do it, she found things quite interesting.
Now that Caiwei has partnered with Xia Muge, she naturally stands on Xia Muge's side.
With such good fortune, Xia Muge's chances of becoming an immortal naturally increased.
At this time, the probability of her being able to escape the demon race also increases.
The other three Taoist priests couldn't discern any so-called luck, but they still breathed a sigh of relief when Xia Muge was able to win.
He secretly thought that if the Yunhuan Holy Land took this opportunity to retaliate, he would risk his life to ensure Xia Muge's escape.
Xia Muge naturally had no idea what the Taoist Sanyang was thinking.
If they knew, they would definitely be both amused and exasperated.
Then I was filled with emotion about it.
He looked at the disheveled Xu Feng and said indifferently, "What, are you still going to struggle?"
Even so, Xia Muge was still somewhat aggrieved at this moment.
He actually wanted to stab Xu Feng directly, but Xu Feng narrowly avoided the opportunity several times.
The favoritism of Heaven is omnipresent.
However, the system's voice appeared in his mind.
[Congratulations, host! This battle directly weakened Xu Feng's luck value by 20%. The system has finally managed to deceive the Heavenly Dao and give you a reward.]
[Please check your reward shortly.]
This system, which had been useless in this world, has suddenly become useful this time.
Xia Muge felt a mix of emotions.
"System, may I kill him?"
Not possible at this time.
Then he became even more ruthless.
Xu Feng won't die for now, but we should at least make him leave behind a few magical treasures.
At this moment, Xu Feng's condition was beyond wretched compared to Xia Muge's calm and collected demeanor.
Blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his right hand was severely injured, rendering him unable to use his magical artifacts.
The supernatural power he managed to use was broken by Xia Muge, and his soul was even injured as a result.
He began to consider leaving.
At this moment, he no longer thought about demonic cultivators.
In the world of cultivators, there is no justice to speak of; only the mighty have the final say.
The demonic cultivator was just an excuse for him to cause trouble.
However, it won't be so easy for Xu Feng to leave safely now.
He sensed that Xia Muge had made several attacks, but inexplicably hadn't killed him; clearly, the other party was holding back.
So, the other party must be wary of the Yunhuan Holy Land's identity.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng said loudly, "My cultivation is not very good this time, but you can't kill me."
“If you kill me, the Yunhuan Holy Land will surely raze Qingcheng Mountain to the ground.”
He, who had always disdained using his power to bully others, now had no choice but to invoke the identity of the Holy Land.
Xia Muge raised an eyebrow, then laughed, "You're quite clever, knowing to use this to pressure me."
"You're right, I can't kill you right now, but I can still break your arms and legs and shatter your soul."
For a monk, death is an easy thing.
However, becoming a cripple is something far more terrifying than death.
Xu Feng looked terrified and said anxiously, "What are you planning to do? Don't be impulsive."
Xia Muge said, "Want to get away unscathed? Then hand over your storage ring."
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