Chapter five hundred and ninth conspiracy to join forces
From the time Qin Fengming took action to the death of the leader of the Black Crow Sect, it only took a blink of an eye.
"No, everyone, please retreat immediately."
At the moment when the head of the Black Wu Sect fell to death, the monk surnamed Ni shouted, and then four figures flashed back ten feet away.
There was a flash of red light, and the red thing flew back to Qin Fengming's sleeve.
"Humph, even though the old man is seriously injured, it is still possible to kill such young people. Fellow Daoist Ni, we usually have no time to spare. I wonder if this matter can still be accommodated?"
After killing the leader of the Black Wu Sect, Qin Fengming did not attack again. Instead, his face turned and he spoke calmly to the monk surnamed Ni.
His move was just to use thunderbolt means to establish his authority and buy as much time as possible for the monk named Huang. Although he was confident that he could escape from the siege of so many monks, it was not a last resort and he did not want to fight with so many monks.
The monks are enemies.
In order to kill thousands of monks in front of him, Qin Fengming used all his methods, but he was still sure to do it. Considering that there were tens of thousands of spiritual insects on his body, and his power was extremely extraordinary, although he could not be used in the battle with the Chengdan monks, he was still facing it.
For the monks in the Qi Gathering Stage, it is always detrimental.
But he didn't want to use this bloody method. If he did, he would become the enemy of the entire Quzhou immortal world. It would definitely attract the attention of the major sects in the Yuanfeng Empire, which would be extremely detrimental to its future development.
Looking at the leader of the Black Crow Sect on the stone ground, the other four monks surnamed Ni were immediately shocked. The leader of the Black Crow Sect, who was a monk at the top of the Foundation Establishment, fell here without even being able to parry for a single round.
No one at the scene could see what kind of spiritual weapon the other party was sacrificing. The four of them looked at each other, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"The leader was killed by Cang Wuzi. Let's take action together to avenge the leader."
A burst of shouting came from behind the monk surnamed Ni, and then dozens of monks jumped out, led by seven foundation-building monks, and swarmed towards where the four people were standing.
Various magic weapons and spiritual weapons were floating in the air, making them appear quite impressive.
The monk surnamed Ni glanced over with his spiritual consciousness and immediately knew that this was a disciple of the Black Wu Sect. Seeing the death of the leader, they were grieved and stepped forward one after another, wanting to kill Cang Wuzi and avenge the leader.
He was also a person who had seen the great world. A thought flashed in his mind and he made up his mind. Then he shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, there is only one person in this Cangwuzi. Don't be frightened by his methods. There are many of us."
If we act together with our fellow Taoists, we will definitely kill them and avenge our Taoist fellows from the Black Wumen."
This shout already contained spiritual power. Thousands of monks on the scene were shocked by what Cang Wuzi had just done. When they heard this, they immediately woke up. Except for the three major sects and several immortal cultivating families, other monks were shocked.
Xiu just stood there and watched, no one came forward.
The scattered cultivators were originally afraid of the Baicao Sect. Although the Baicao Sect was weak at this time, its remaining power was still there.
Although they came here together with the three major sects, they all wanted to fish in troubled waters. However, seeing Cang Wuzi's amazing methods, everyone was struggling in their hearts.
Seeing that there were only a few hundred people from the three major sects and the Immortal Cultivation Family who came forward, the monk surnamed Ni knew the reason in his heart. He rolled his eyes and said again:
"Fellow fellow cultivators, the spiritual weapon used by Cang Wuzi is extremely powerful. As long as whoever kills Cangwuzi and obtains his treasure, it will belong to whoever. We and other members of the sect will never do it again.
Take action to snatch it.”
Hearing the words of the old man surnamed Ni, the dozens of foundation-building period monks were greatly moved. At this time, the monk surnamed Ni said this in public, so he would abide by it. If he could really get a treasure used by Cang Wuzi, he would also
This trip is not in vain.
Although everyone could not see clearly how Cang Wuzi took action, they also knew that the thing he sacrificed could ignore the spiritual shield of the foundation-building monks. No one would want to get such a powerful treasure.
So after all the foundation-building cultivators looked at each other, they activated their spiritual weapons and flew towards Qin Fengming's location.
Seeing this, all the Qi Gathering Stage monks also waved their magic weapons, followed behind everyone, and swarmed forward.
Just when the monk surnamed Ni was calling for everyone to take action, the Black Wumen disciples had already passed in front of him and attacked Qin Fengming who was standing in front.
Seeing that this attack did not intimidate everyone, Qin Fengming was also stunned. He still underestimated the power of the sect.
If the opponents are all rogue cultivators, they will use thunderous means to kill the leader, which will have some effect. However, for the sect, this will not be effective at all, but it will arouse the blood of the disciples.
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He couldn't help but smile to himself: It was a self-defeating thing.
But Qin Fengming would not let everyone surround him. The spiritual weapon under his feet moved and flew quickly to one side. When everyone saw this, they would not let him escape. They all used their treasures to chase behind him.
Being chased and intercepted by thousands of monks, Qin Fengming did not leave very far, but within a few miles, he led the torrent of monks behind him, weaving back and forth, constantly dodging.
Half an hour passed. Although it seemed dangerous under the siege and attack of thousands of people, Qin Fengming's body did not suffer any damage.
The four monks surnamed Ni stood in the distance, their spiritual consciousness swept over them, and they couldn't help but frown secretly. Facing the thousands of Qi Gathering Stage monks who looked like scattered sand, the four of them had no way to do anything.
If he were a monk from a sect, he would naturally have orders and prohibitions, but in the face of these casual cultivators, no one would listen to his orders even if they roared to the point of breaking their throats.
At this time, the four of them were extremely hesitant. Facing Cang Wuzi who stretched out his hand strangely, they felt a sense of fear. If they let him go at this time, even if they killed all the other Baicaomen monks, they might not be the winner.
With Cang Wuzi's methods, a large number of people from the three major sects will surely fall into his hands.
Cutting the grass without removing the roots will inevitably lead to endless troubles.
"Fellow Daoist Ni, why don't we and the four of us take action together? I'm afraid that Cang Wuzi won't be able to withstand our joint attack. If he is allowed to escape, it will be very detrimental to our disciples."
A rogue cultivator with a black face and white beard spoke up. Although he was a rogue cultivator, he also occupied a mountain peak and had dozens of disciples.
"What Fellow Daoist Qi said is true. Mr. Cangwu must not let him leave this place alive, otherwise he will definitely have endless troubles in the future."
The leader of Fenyang Clan, who had never spoken before, also spoke up, his face also extremely gloomy.
When the monk surnamed Ni heard this, he couldn't help but look at the red-faced old man beside him. He knew that this old man had amazing methods and had a powerful magic weapon in his body. Moreover, he was alone and had no heirs or disciples under his sect.
"Haha, although I am not afraid of Cang Wuzi, but since there is a gap between him and me, I am willing to help a few people to kill him completely, which also saves me the pain of always thinking about it and being careful."
This red-faced old man is also a man who has matured with age. As soon as he saw the expressions and words of everyone, he knew what everyone was thinking, so he spoke without hesitation.