What kind of existence are the prisoners of the Holy Gate? What scene have I not seen before!
He licks blood from the edge of a knife, robs homes and homes, has no emotions, and only acts on orders.
Perhaps when Xing Weiyong was seriously injured and in danger, Tietou and others were indeed confused. The so-called concern is chaos, and the authorities are confused. But now, they have found a guarantee, will they still be afraid?
Facing the people who were deliberately looking for trouble, Tietou and his group immediately separated and blocked them in a semi-surrounded state. Their eyes were cold and even murderous: "I advise you to leave and don't touch my bottom line.
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A cold, bloodthirsty aura spread out, and for a moment even the air was almost stagnant. The opponent was indeed a pharmacist, but he was only at the first level of the Medicine Master Sect. Following Yun Qi, he would only follow the trend all day long.
The reason why I came to trouble Feng Mian this time was because I learned that Yun Qi and others were suffering a loss here, and wanted to grab the top spot and stand up for the boss. If he succeeded, he might have a bright future.
Tietou and the others stared at them. The aura on their bodies was not like the Holy Sect Kung Fu at all. It was more like coming from hell, filled with the aura of Rakshasa, surrounding the entire aura, making people tremble uncontrollably.
"You...what do you want to do? Don't forget where this is! This is the Medicine Master Sect, and it's not the turn of young people like you to mess around. Aren't you afraid of the Medicine Master Sect's wrath?"
Hearing this, Tietou and the others looked at each other, with a bloodthirsty smile on their lips: "The anger of the Medicine Master Sect? You have also forgotten our identities? The so-called prisoners are on the verge of death. What sect power are you afraid of?"
Raising his hand and waving, Tietou's eyes flashed with a strange red light: "Let me say it again, no matter where this place is, you can't go in even if Feng Zun orders you not to go in. If you take one step forward, you will die!"
Black light shot out from the sleeves and robes, completely blocking the surrounding space. If you look closely, you will find that they are flying blades, filled with the power of Rakshasa. Twelve Rakshasa blades can kill people invisible.
There are strange runes on the flying blade, and each rune is connected to each other to form a door of life and death. Those who enter it, no matter how high their cultivation level is, cannot easily break free. This is their ability.
Approaching the visitors step by step, Tietou locked them in place: "Refund or not? I don't want to do anything here. I'm just borrowing the Medicine Master Sect's place and it doesn't affect anyone. Do you want to see blood?"
The leading man was wearing a pharmacist's robe. The two people around him were not even qualified to wear a pharmacist's robe. I don't know where they got the courage. They must come to seek death!
"Hmph! You...you dare to take action here? Once the inner courtyard of the Medicine Master Sect is contaminated with the blood, the core of the high-level officials will definitely pursue it to the end. Are you really not afraid?"
The flying blade suddenly fired, forcing the opponent back again and again, and froze on his eyebrows: "Haha... We are desperadoes, what are we afraid of? Anyone who disturbs my brother's healing must die!"
Not convinced! He was stopped in his own territory. This Rakshasa aura is definitely not simple. But if Zhou Peng and the others retreated like this, wouldn't it be very shameful? How can the arrogant pharmacist endure it?
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What a powerful force. Know whose territory you are in!"
There was a buzzing sound from the fist, and the energy gathered, like a strong wind blasting, directly attacking Tietou's face. The next second, Zhou Peng's expression changed.
The characteristic of the Rakshasa Flying Blade is that the twelve flying blades are connected with each other to form an aura like the Shura Blade. The person who controls it can change it at will, and it is impossible to capture its specific position.
The punch failed, and the two people behind him were forced to attack. However, no matter their body shape, moves, or energy changes, they were unable to hit the entity. The flying blades were spinning, causing them serious injuries every time.
After a while, Zhou Peng and the other three people found that none of them had any vital points, and there were shocking stab wounds. They staggered back, but the dignity of the pharmacist made them stubbornly unwilling to kneel down.
Gritting his teeth, he formed seals with his hands, and a pale golden flame appeared. He opened his hands, causing the flames to spread around. However, the purity of this flame was really poor, and it could not last long at all.
The spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, and he tried his best to fuse the flames, turning into a huge fire snake, approaching Tietou and others: "Even if you are very strong, I will not let you live in peace!"
With one step, his body leaped up. All the spiritual energy in his body was concentrated in the palm of his hand. The fire snake circulated in the air, swallowed up the flying blade, and then instantly attacked the faces of Tietou and others at extremely fast speeds.
The next moment, Tietou's eyes flashed red, he clasped his hands together, and a tyrannical aura of violence swept across the entire field.
"If you insist on seeking death, then you can't blame me!"
The twelve flying blades merged in an instant and turned into a huge jet-black flying blade. The runes on it flickered and seemed to be a strange shadow, like a hundred ghosts reappearing and about to engulf them in an instant.
"Twelve Rakshasa Flying Blades, go!"
A stream of light and shadow flew away, completely blocking Zhou Peng and others. Only a flash of light was seen, and the flying blade left a trail of blood marks on their bodies. However, the blood did not burst out, and was completely absorbed by the flying blade.
Staggering, Tietou and the others fell down at the same time, half-kneeling on the ground. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of their mouths. Their power had a powerful backlash, burning their own inner fire to drive the flying blade, which caused great damage.
Staring ahead, the aura of the flying blade gradually dissipated. After the smoke dissipated, shocking traces appeared. Even Zhou Peng and others' bodies were not intact, and they fell to the ground with serious injuries.
"I said, whoever takes one step forward is seeking death! I don't care where this place is, even if it is the Nine Heavens Palace of the Emperor of Heaven, the result will be the same. Who dares to come!"
Zhou Peng's breath was weak, and the others were desperately retreating. Their eyes were full of fear. The fear coming from the abyss and the Nine Netherlands was too much for them to bear.
"You...you really dare to kill! Just wait for the thunderous wrath of the Medicine Master Sect!"
As the words fell, a cold sword shadow descended from the sky and landed among them. A figure also descended, first checking the injuries of Zhou Peng and others, and then turned to Tietou and others.
"Okay, okay, very good! The prisoners of the Holy Sect are indeed fearless. Within the scope of my Medicine Master Sect, even in this inner courtyard, they dare to seriously hurt my disciples!"
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With a wave of his right hand, the long sword returned to his hand. Bai Yuheng stared at Tietou and the others coldly: "You think this is the end of it? If you hurt someone in my Medicine Master Sect, should you pay some price?"
Bai Yuheng originally didn't want to take action. Feng Mian had embarrassed him in person before, but Yun Qi tried to dissuade him from doing so, so he had to endure it until the Medicine King Conference. But now, if he does nothing, what will happen to the reputation of his Medicine Master Sect? How should he deal with it?
The long sword was surrounded by cold light, and wherever the sword energy touched, it turned into nothingness.
At this time, Tietou and others could no longer use the Twelve Rakshasa Flying Blades for the second time. The power consumed was too strong, and the backlash also pushed them to the limit, so they could only look at each other coldly, not wanting to give in. "It's them.
Find trouble first. We must break into this courtyard. Feng Zun said that no one can get closer. Even if I risk my life today, I will not let anyone in. It’s the same for everyone!"
With a wave of the long sword, a sword light swept across. Tietou and the others flew backwards, with a mouthful of blood spurting from their mouths. Their breath immediately became weak, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Bai Yuheng stepped forward and looked into the courtyard. The beam of light was still shining, which meant that Feng Mian's formation was not over yet. If he took action now, he would definitely not have the strength to resist.
"I want to see what kind of formation it is that requires such solemnity! This is the territory of my Medicine Master Sect, and is there a place that I, Bai Yuheng, cannot enter? What a joke!"
With a little step, Bai Yuheng jumped up. However, a hand dragged him from below, and he couldn't move for a moment. Looking down, Tietou and the others worked together to grab him tightly.
"I said, no one can step foot here today. If you can, step over my body!"
As soon as his footsteps changed, a force of energy sank, and the aftermath instantly spread out, sending Tietou and the others flying again.
Bai Yuheng was not comparable to Zhou Peng and his ilk. The aftermath of his aura suppressed Tietou and the others so hard that they were completely unable to move: "Kill you? Haha... You are not qualified for an ant-like existence like you."
Walking towards the center of the yard step by step, Tietou looked at Bai Yuheng's back, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists, blood oozing out. But he was powerless, even if he tried his best, he was no match for the opponent.
At this time, Bai Yuheng held the long sword and slowly approached the formation. The sword energy in his hand condensed, and sword lights surrounded him: "Feng Mian, don't blame me! If you do, I can only blame you for worrying too much, what?
Everyone wants to save!"
With a slash of the sword, layers of air waves surged. When it hit the formation, the light beam instantly trembled violently.
At the same time, Feng Mian finally repaired the aura within Xing Weiyong's spiritual consciousness and injected the divine energy into it. He also used the light of the morning sun and sunset to repair his body and restore his vitality.
When the formation's beam of light was violently turbulent, Feng Mian suddenly opened his eyes. The marks between his eyebrows flashed, and the Qi of the Nether Clan that had not had time to restrain itself swayed out. A devouring force dissolved the sword Qi, and continued
Back up.
His throat was churning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Bai Yuheng stared intently at the formation, and Feng Mian walked out slowly, with a faint smile on his face: "You injured them? Did you move your hands?"
Before Bai Yuheng could answer, Feng Mian raised his hand and shook it. The long sword in his hand flew away and sank directly into the ground. The afterimage flashed and Feng Mian appeared in front of him.
Curl your finger and place it directly on the pulse of his wrist.
Continuous changes, the large acupoints on both hands, wrists, and legs were instantly blocked.
Bai Yuheng fell down uncontrollably, and the breath in his body could not move at all, as if he was completely imprisoned. He stared at Feng Mian with wide eyes, speechless for a moment.
"I didn't want to be cruel, but you've gone too far to bully others! Where do your pride come from, you medicine masters who are above the top? In terms of cultivation, you are not ranked at all!"
With a movement of his right leg, he was kicked out and hit the ground hard, leaving a mark.
The afterimage flashed again, and with a slap of his palm on the ground, Zhou Peng and others also flew backwards, their life or death unknown!
"Bai Yuheng, I won't kill you. This is just a small punishment but a big warning. Go back and tell everyone that whether you want revenge or you don't like it, we will see the real seal at the Medicine Master Conference!"