Chapter 23: Qiu Xian Shi

  "This is... a law instrument!" The leading man was somewhat capable, recognizing the origin of this thing, his heart skipped a beat, and suddenly a cultivator appeared before him, which was beyond his expectation. However, if he couldn't complete the task, that immortal master would probably be enraged again. Latest update E3

  However, at present, it is obviously impossible to take the village girl back from a cultivator.

  Just as the leading man was hesitating, Wang Fei didn't have such a good temper and slapped his hand back. The flying sword shot out with a whooshing sound, heading straight for the leading man's arm.

  With a loud "pa", blood splattered everywhere, the leader's hands were cut off horizontally, Wang Yu let out a cry of surprise and was immediately pulled away by a large hand.

  Close behind was the hoarse roar of the leading man and the terrified cries of a dozen subordinates.

  "Big brother, big brother!"...

  "Get out, get out..."

  He suffered a secret loss. Although the middle-aged man had an intense hatred for Wang Fei, he was no match for him in terms of strength, so he hastily shouted at his companions behind him.

  Look at your own boss

  "It's not that easy to leave."

  Wang Fei let out a cold snort and quickly caught up, his fingers weaving another spell as he pointed at the flying sword.

  With a whooshing sound, the flying sword spun several times and charged directly at the dozen or so mountain bandits who were fleeing in disarray.

  "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

  One after another, several mountain bandits fell down with a loud noise, and fresh blood flowed out.

  Wang Fei was not a bloodthirsty person and should not have resorted to killing, but when the leader of the group tried to push his own mother, he suddenly became enraged and could no longer let them go.

  Looking at the ancient flying sword that was getting closer and closer, the middle-aged man only felt a chill on his back, gritted his teeth, took out a black talisman from his robe, and threw it into the air.

  In an instant, a black light burst into the sky and enveloped them.

  At the moment black light appeared, a black light suddenly appeared on the distant mountain top, and hastily rushed towards this place.

  "Master Qiu, save us quickly!"

  In the dark fog, several leading mountain bandits' cries for help came over.

  "Qiu Xianshi?" Wang Fei hesitated for a moment, but his hands didn't dare to stop even slightly. His spiritual power quickly circulated and manipulated the flying sword, charging into the black fog.

  Then, several painful cries rang out, and the leader's voice came in disbelief: "How can this be? This black fog is a highly toxic condensate, even if it were an extreme artifact, it would melt away. How could his flying sword be so fierce?"

  Wang Fei ignored the man's terrified voice and continued to control the flying sword, randomly slashing at several mountain bandits in the black fog, with cries of agony ringing in his ears.

  "How dare you, a reckless madman, lay hands on one of my subordinates!"

  At this moment, a shout came from afar and approached instantly. In an instant, the black light descended, and the light converged to reveal a black-robed Taoist inside.

  The Taoist in black robes had a cold and stern face, occasionally emitting a dark and evil aura that caused the surrounding air to stir with waves of gloomy wind.

  "Hmph, so it's you, this ignorant little brat, who thinks that with just one strange flying sword, you can break through my Black Fog Technique?"

  As soon as the Taoist in black came out, he glanced at his subordinates who were miserable in the dark fog, and his tone was severe. He immediately slapped his hand back, dispersing the dark fog and revealing the figures inside.

  Only fifteen mountain bandits were left, and after Wang Fei's stir, only four of them survived, with one or two seriously injured. Among them, a bright yellow flying sword was dripping with blood, constantly rotating.

  Qiu Xianshi didn't say another word, and with a change in his technique, a wisp of black fog appeared in his hand, enveloping the flying sword.

  Dark fog enveloped everything, instantly covering the bright yellow light. The flying sword emitted a humming vibration, as if it was under immense threat.

  Looking at Qiu Xian Shi in front of him, Wang Fei's eyes gradually turned cold. This person was a cultivator of the eighth layer of Lingyue, and was not inferior to Li Mu Ding Yao.

  Heart startled back heart startled, Wang Fei's face didn't change, with a single hand gesture, he summoned that ancient flying sword to return.

  Qiu Xianshi gazed at Wang Fei, seeing that he was only a sixth-level Spirit Overflowing cultivator, two levels lower than himself. A hint of disdain appeared on his face as he said proudly: "You killed my subordinate, I want someone by your side to pay with their life. But before that, I'll refine you first."

  As soon as the voice fell, Qiu Xian Shi pinched his hand and then released it. A black light appeared in the palm of his hand, and he let out a low growl, "Out!" The black light shot out, one turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, filling the air all around, and countless black dots appeared.

  As soon as the black dot appeared, Wang Fei felt that the air around him was filled with a layer of gloomy and ominous energy, wave after wave of coldness, invading his body and mind.

  Demon cultivator! This thought suddenly emerged in his mind, Wang Fei's expression turned solemn, the person before him was not of the same kind as himself, but a notorious demon cultivator.

  Although the demonic cultivators have always been hated by the world, the orthodox cultivators are not necessarily better than the demonic cultivators. As a result, both sides do not interfere with each other. However, Wang Fei unexpectedly ran into a demonic cultivator and was shocked.

  At this thought, Wang Fei's eyebrows slightly furrowed, but his hands didn't dare to linger. With a sudden slap, a palm-sized flame appeared in his hand, emitting a bright red glow that instantly dispelled the surrounding gloom.

  "Flame Technique!"

  Seeing the evil spirit he created being dispelled, Qiu Xian Shi's face turned solemn and he didn't dare to slack off. A black talisman appeared in his hand.

  "Look!"

  Qiu Xianshi infused a stream of spiritual energy into the talisman, and it shot up towards the sky. With a loud "Boom!", it exploded, and a skull emerged from the black mist, chattering its teeth.

  When Qiu Xianshi took out the talisman, Wang Fei was not idle either. His right hand controlled the flames, while his left hand began to condense a purple-golden lightning glow.

  At the moment when the skull appeared, the lightning in Wang Fei's left hand also condensed into shape.

  "Crack! Crack! Crack!"

  The moment the skull appeared, three dark lights spewed out of its mouth, and within the darkness were three black bone thorns.

  Staring at the bone spurs shooting out, Wang Fei did not retreat. The flames and lightning in his hand intertwined and shot out to meet the bone spurs. At the same time, he controlled the flying sword again, heading towards another one on the upper left side.

  Three loud noises, both sides ended in a draw, which made Qiu Xian Shi feel extremely surprised. The skull symbol in his hand was a mid-tier symbol, and the magic it cast was naturally not to be underestimated. Even a late-stage Lingyue cultivator would have to retreat three points, but now it was actually broken by a sixth-level Lingyue cultivator!

  For his own ability to withstand the Ghost Piercing Strike, Wang Fei was also secretly astonished. When Qiu Xian took out the Skull Symbol, Wang Fei knew it was a Zhang Zhongjie Symbol and that he couldn't possibly withstand it in one blow. Therefore, he secretly activated the defensive artifact "Golden Light Shield" which he had obtained from the Reward Pavilion of Danfeng Sect to use as a precaution.

  It was just a scene in front of him, but it made him secretly sigh.

  But the next moment, Wang Fei reacted and released three flames in a row, pointing at Qiuxian Shi in front of him.

  Whoosh! The flames lined up in a row, and then surprisingly split apart, forming a wall of flames.

  This move was once used by Wang Fei when he fought against the Longtooth Beast, and it has been three years since then. His control over it has become even more skilled, and those flames can even form various shapes of birds and beasts.

  "A minor skill, swallow it for me!"

  Qiu Xianshi flung his sleeve, facing the skull and giving an order. The skull let out a shrill cry after receiving the command, opening its huge tiger mouth to spew out a mouthful of black air, then sucked it back in.

  The flames on the edge suddenly turned around and surged into the skull's mouth.

  ………

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