Dong Qiankun's face changed from green to green, and then from green to black.
The main hall was bombed into a pile of ruins, and the eight auxiliary halls were also scarred and beyond repair. In fact, they were no different from ruins.
The faces of all the disciples were not very good. You must know that this was the first serious blow suffered by the Xiaoyao Sect in hundreds of years. They, who had always regarded themselves as the largest sect in the world of cultivation, expressed that they could not accept this fact.
There were many people who showed expressions of indignation, but in view of the leader's face, they did not dare to say anything for fear of becoming a punching bag.
The incident of being beaten three times a day is still vivid in my mind.
Dong Qiankun thought that his one move diverted disaster to the east and that he was already in the position of winner. Even if he hit his head, he never imagined that Qin Feng would immediately retaliate with a move that would cause trouble to the east. He would ignore the harassment of other cultivators and come directly to Xiaoyao. Pie trouble.
Overall, he underestimated the enemy.
What went too far was that Qin Feng was as slippery as a loach. After taking advantage, he turned around and ran away. He didn't do that.
Looking at the ruins in front of him, he felt like crying without tears. If there was anyone selling regret medicine in the world, he would definitely be the first one to rush to buy it.
At this time, a disciple flew over on a dangling flying sword. It was unknown whether he was seriously injured or frightened by the leader's strange expression. He fell down a hundred meters away.
Dong Qiankun's face turned even more ugly, "Can't you be more successful? Your father is dead or your daughter-in-law has been slept with."
The guy fell to pieces, but he still stood up tenaciously and shouted in a very sad tone: "Oh no, boss, we were attacked by unknown people, and our brothers and sisters suffered heavy losses. "
"What." Dong Qiankun's eyes widened. Now he deeply understood the meaning of the sentence. It rained all night, and his heart felt chilly.
The man hurriedly explained: "We were ordered to inquire about the information, and the brothers and sisters were all very attentive. Who would have thought that on the way back, we would be attacked from different directions, and everyone would be caught off guard..."
"What damage has been caused?" Dong Qiankun asked through gritted teeth.
"Several senior brothers were beaten to death. I was also surrounded by them, but by chance I saved my life...Master, you have to make the decision for us." In order to increase the authenticity of the performance, the guy, I purposely vomited blood.
The man surnamed Dong was angry: "Who is the other party? Are you all pigs? Is the weapon in your hand a fire stick?"
"Master, the brothers fought desperately, but the opponent's strength was too strong, their numbers were large, and their tactics were very effective... As for their identities, I really don't know..."
"You have seen what he looks like." Dong Qiankun really wanted to slap him to death. How could such a pig-brained disciple be so lucky? The one who deserves to die the most is you know, why don't you leave the opportunity to someone smarter? Where are my senior brothers?
The guy rolled his eyes and whispered: "They are some very beautiful girls, their figures and looks are no less than those of fairies..."
When he said this, he saw the murderous look in his master's eyes, so he quickly pretended to be exhausted and fell to the ground with his head tilted.
It has to be said that this trick of pretending to be dead was used just right. If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have really died.
Needless to say, the beautiful girls must be related to Qin Feng. It is said that there are no less than ten goddess-level beauties around that boy, but Dong Qiankun can't figure out why these girls should be vases. Why is Mao so powerful?
The disciples sent out to inquire for information, although they are not elites in the Xiaoyao Sect, are still real little masters. Even if they were attacked by surprise, they should not have ended up in such a tragic end.
A bolder disciple stepped forward and said, "Master, this is not the way to go."
"Of course I know there's no other way. What can I do?" Dong Qiankun no longer has high hopes for the disciples sent out. Based on his understanding of Qin Feng, it is not difficult to imagine that those girls will use the same method. Tactically, even if a large force is sent out to carry out encirclement and suppression, it is very likely that the attempt will be to achieve nothing.
Moreover, once the platoon dispatches manpower, there will be an internal emptiness here, which will give Qin Feng a good opportunity to make a move.
"But the head, you can't ignore those disciples, it will make everyone feel disappointed." The disciple added.
This person is not Dong Qiankun's apprentice, but his junior brother. He is also a master of cultivation in the Nirvana Stage, so he dares to speak out.
His words still made sense, so even though the man named Dong was furious, he still listened and said in a deep voice: "I know, but we can't divide our troops now, otherwise we will fall into the trap, and the disciples won't be able to save them by then, and this place won't be able to rescue them. Can’t keep it.”
Everyone was worried, and no one knew what to do.
In the small tripod, Qin Shaozheng and the beautiful Su Wu were leisurely sipping red wine, looking up at the scene in the sky.
"Honey, I also want to find someone to have a fight with." Miss Su started to act coquettishly. The sisters agreed not to be a vase, and the others had gone out, leaving her alone here with nothing to do. You can imagine her eagerness.
"No problem, I'll catch a fish for you later, and you can beat it as much as you want, hehe." He said with a smile.
Not only are the Xiaoyao sect about to collapse, but the cultivators hiding near the Qin family are also about to go crazy because they have lost their goal, and no one knows when Qin Feng's family left.
Several prominent people in the world of cultivation suddenly felt their faces were dull, and Ma Yinghong, who had just emerged, felt even more miserable.
Looking at the empty villa, a group of people had no idea.
This is not surprising, because they themselves are a temporary combination, and based on Danding's idea, no one wants to stand out too much.
Of course, once benefits appear in front of them, I believe these people will rush forward.
Ma Yinghong didn't want to speak. After all, his level was an embarrassing link here, but no one said it. Someone had to say it. He cleared his throat and said: "Seniors, fellow Taoists, and juniors speak softly. If I say something wrong, Please don't mind me, I have two suggestions, one is that we continue to stay here, Qin Feng will come back sooner or later."
Someone immediately raised an objection: "Standing back and waiting is the stupidest way. The boy named Qin is not a fool. If he knew that this place was surrounded, would he still show up on his own initiative? Besides, besides here, he has many places to stay, so he must not Will come back.”
This view is supported by most people.
He was rejected as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Ma Yinghong blush a little, but he still continued: "Second, attack the people around him."