Qin Fengming rarely gets angry, but this time, he was really angry to the extreme.
The Flying Eagle Sect dared to rob hundreds of young men from the Qin Family Village, which would undoubtedly be a disaster for the Qin Family Village.
Without those young and middle-aged villagers, the Qinjiazhuang, which is left with old, weak, women and children, will no longer be able to survive.
His bloodline of the Qin family will cease to exist. Facing the scourge of annihilation, Qin Fengming, no matter how calm his mind is, can't help but feel his blood bursting with anger.
As he sacrificed the Silver Sheath Insect, magic arts surged in his body, a slight thunder sounded, and he suddenly disappeared on the spot.
"Ah, retreat quickly, these spirit insects are not something you can resist. Fellow Daoist Han Zhang, please show up quickly to help me. This junior actually has so many powerful spirit insects in his body." When the white beetles appeared in the sky, that
The monks in the late stage of transforming into infants couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, and a shout suddenly resounded.
"Humph, it's already too late to call for help now."
Just when the great monk appeared in fear and called for help, he felt energy fluctuations around him, and a young man's figure emerged.
Before he could make any move, a majestic power of soul confinement had already surged over his body. He only felt a huge soul pressure that made the soul in his body tremble suddenly hit him, and then
His mind became dizzy and he lost consciousness.
"Hmph, fellow Taoist Daoist, you still dare to attack Qin. You really don't know how to live or die. If that's the case, then Qin doesn't have to hold anything back."
Suddenly feeling a strange energy suddenly appear behind him, Qin Fengming did not turn around, he just waved a shield in his hand, and with a flash of black light, he guarded behind him.
"Pfft!" Before Qin Fengming could finish his words, a slight muffled sound suddenly resounded. A weak and invisible strange attack had been blocked by the dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield.
"Hey, you were able to prevent me from this attack. It seems that your methods are really extraordinary." Just as Qin Fengming finished speaking, energy fluctuated a hundred feet away from him, and a red-faced old man with gray hair suddenly appeared.
As his figure was revealed, a breath that made people feel dizzy suddenly hit his face.
This old man turned out to be a ghost monk who practiced ghost techniques. He was also a ghost monk whose cultivation had reached the peak of transforming into an infant.
"Humph, the extraordinary ones are still behind. Let's see how many blows you can withstand Qin." Qin Fengming didn't want to say anything to him. With the muffled sound, his figure suddenly blurred and disappeared immediately on the spot.
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Since his cultivation has advanced greatly, he has advanced to the peak state of transforming into a baby. When he used the Wind Wind Phantom Body Technique again, although his speed did not increase much, the original vague shadow was still there.
It has become even more difficult to distinguish.
Because at this time, he could actually transform into several strange and unpredictable figures. Even if the other party could see the several phantoms, it would be difficult to tell which one was the real one.
"Ah, not good!" Seeing the opponent's figure disappear suddenly, the red-faced old man suddenly felt something bad. His figure quickly shot back behind him. At the same time, he raised his back, and two sharp blades flashing with huge energy fluctuations shot out towards him.
It stirred away in front of it. During the trembling, it suddenly enveloped the area more than ten feet in front of it.
This old man was extremely quick at seeing opportunities, and the methods he used were also very targeted.
Although Qin Fengming's figure is not visible, as long as the front of him is blocked, there is no need to worry about the other party not showing his figure.
His move was very correct. The moment he used two magic weapons to block the front of him, a figure suddenly appeared more than ten feet away from where he originally stood.
Following two huge banging sounds, the two sharp blades thrown by the red-faced old man were suddenly struck by two dark fist shadows, and with a whimpering sound, they bounced away far behind him.
The speed was so fast that it was two minutes faster than the red-faced old man's backward figure.
At this time, with the old man's knowledge, he would not know that the person in front of him has the same level of cultivation as himself. He is also a person at the peak of the Transformation Infant, and his body is extremely powerful. The magic weapon collided with his fists, not only did not harm him at all, but
It was blown away by one blow.
What frightened the red-faced old man the most was that the speed of the young monk in front of him was so fast that even with his own consciousness, he could only see several faint afterimages of him flashing through his mind.
If you are hundreds of feet away from the opponent, you can also use many secret magic weapons to intercept the opponent and slow down the opponent. But at this time, faced with such a situation, the red-faced old man felt panic in his heart.
The opponent's physical body is too powerful, and his movement skills are even more unbelievable.
But the red-faced old man was after all a man who had fought hard in the Three Realms War. At the same time as he screamed, a crescent-shaped sharp blade flashed out, and under the fierce flash of light, it suddenly turned into a
Dawson's shadow shot out towards the front.
After just a moment's notice, he hit as many as ten hits.
At the same time, Qin Fengming, who had just been at the scene, disappeared again.
"Bang! Bang!~~~" A series of violent roars were heard immediately, followed by a soft yelp.
"Hey, the old man's skills are really good. He was able to resist Qin's attack again. But that's all he can do." Amid the roar, a figure emerged again and stagnated under the attack of sharp blades and light and shadow.
He was thirty feet away from the red-faced old man.
Seeing that the other party was finally blocked by his own magic weapon, the red-faced old man felt happy.
But just before the joy in his heart showed up, a sense of major crisis suddenly enveloped his heart. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he saw a white and dense weapon measuring several feet suddenly appeared behind him.
The long and thick spear stabbed towards the back of the heart as fast as lightning.
The speed was as fast as lightning. What frightened him the most was that the spear was wrapped in a layer of arcs containing majestic energy, which seemed to be indestructible.
When he discovered it, he was already several feet away behind him. At such a distance, it was already impossible to avoid him.
"Ah!~~" A scream sounded out, and Senbai's spear penetrated his back heart and passed through his front heart.
"Buzz!~~" As Weng buzzed, the not very thick spear suddenly shattered and turned into a white beetle, which suddenly wrapped around the red-faced old man's body, almost in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, a white skeleton appeared on the spot.
Even Dan Ying couldn't escape and fell into the belly of the Silver Sheath Insect.
Facing the red-faced infant-transforming peak cultivator, Qin Fengming certainly would not take it lightly. Any great cultivator would have some powerful secret techniques. He began to approach with his physical body, which was only one of his methods.
When he was making a powerful attack, his mind had already activated the Silver Sheath Insect, which condensed into an insect spear and attacked from behind the old man.
Under attack from both sides, even though the old man was very skillful and experienced in fighting, he still fell instantly on the spot.
Seeing the attack shown by the Silver Sheath Insect, Qin Fengming couldn't help being shocked.
Such a sharp attack power was beyond his imagination. The electric arc carried from the body of the Silver Sheath Insect, which was already as thick as a baby's finger, although small, still gave Qin Fengming a feeling of extreme sharpness.
At this time, the silver sheath insect exuded a strange aura. This aura gave Qin Fengming a feeling of extreme heat, and in the hot aura, there was also an aura that was as cold as ice to the bone.