A peak true bone being was killed by two outer disciples, which completely angered the demon cultivator.
Several demon cultivators chased after him like crazy.
But after taking a few steps, several demon cultivators fell into the trap one after another.
One person even had his legs pierced, making it difficult for him to move forward.
"Qingya Sect, you claim to be a famous and upright sect, but you actually use these despicable methods." The demon cultivator whose legs were crippled shouted.
"To deal with demonic cultivators, all means can be used."
Elder Taixuan sat high in the clouds and responded calmly.
He admired Qi Hao and the others more and more. If he had not killed Hantan, he would not have angered those demon cultivators.
As long as you put some precautions, even if you fall into a trap, you won't be seriously injured.
"You insidious villains will die a happy death!"
The demon cultivator gritted his teeth and cursed for a while, and said to his companions: "You don't need to worry about me. Although I am disabled, I can still kill. I only ask you to kill those two little beasts and give me and Senior Brother Hantan
revenge."
"rest assured!"
Several other demon cultivators responded without saying a word and chased down the mountain.
Broken muscles and bones are not a big deal for the demonic cultivation of the real bone realm, and they can be restored after a few months of cultivation.
But during the escape, it was a fatal injury.
Therefore, several other demon cultivators decisively gave up on their companions.
"A dying man speaks arrogant words!"
Elder Taixuan sneered, feeling very good, and all the previous gloom seemed to have been swept away.
Immediately, he said loudly: "My two outer sect disciples from Qifeng have killed the Demonic Cultivator Hantan, set up a trap, and captured one of them alive. You are the core disciples that the sect cultivates, and the inner sect disciples
, how can we lag behind others?”
What?
The disciples who were chasing each other on the mountain stopped at the same time, unable to believe their ears.
Han Tan and the others knew that the existence at the peak of the True Bone Realm was also the main force among this group of demon cultivators.
In the previous battle, he seriously injured three or four inner disciples.
His method of killing people from afar, Black Devil Slash, is even more feared by others.
It was precisely because he was strong enough that he was chosen to open the way.
But he died in the blink of an eye?
It would be understandable if he died at the hands of an elder and deacon.
But the two outer disciples were simply a fantasy.
Moreover, the people selected for this siege are all the elites of Qifeng. How come the outer disciples are here?
Not only did he kill one, but he also captured one alive.
You know, demonic cultivators are crazy, and when they are in desperate situations, they will often commit suicide and fight against the enemy.
Catching them alive is much harder than killing them.
"Elder, you mean, you are my outer disciple of Qifeng?" A disciple asked.
"I would lie to you? You are a bunch of trash, worse than two outer disciples."
Elder Taixuan was immediately upset when he was questioned and began to yell and curse.
The disciple who spoke out lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.
But Elder Taixuan's attitude told them that this was true and not a fantasy.
Are they Zhao Tiezhu and others?
Han Ziqing was happy at first, but he couldn't help but worry, and quickly asked: "May I ask Elder Taixuan, how are these two junior brothers doing now?"
Elder Taixuan then softened his attitude and responded calmly: "It's very good. The two of them have left."
Leave? Run away, right? But can you run away? Will the other demon cultivators let the two of them go?
Han Ziqing understood instantly, and asked bravely: "Please also ask the elders and third brother to send spiritual birds to help."
"The two of them have their own methods, you don't need to worry." Elder Taixuan responded.
The speed of the yellow sheep running in the mountains and forests is no slower than that of the spiritual birds. Sending the spiritual birds to help? I'm afraid it will only cause trouble.
Han Ziqing's heart sank when he heard this. He didn't think that the two of them had any means to escape from the demon cultivator in the real bone realm.
But Elder Taixuan obviously didn't want to send the spirit bird to take risks, so he could only look to Senior Brother Ling Yun for help.
"The elder is sitting in the sky, and there should be no danger to the two of them. If you are worried, go ahead." Ling Yun said.
"Thank you, Third Senior Brother!"
Hearing this, Han Ziqing quickly summoned his blood sparrow.
"Zhang Baili, those two outer disciples seem to be from your team. If you are worried, you can go together." Senior Brother Ling Yun said.
"ah?"
Only then did Zhang Baili think of Qi Hao.
If senior brother Ling Yun hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that there were still two people in their team.
He shook his head repeatedly: "Elder Taixuan said that those two people are not in danger, so I'd better stay."
"That's fine." Ling Yun nodded, said no more, and continued to direct.
Zhang Baili and the others soon joined the chasing team.
In this battle, not only did he achieve no success, one of the men he brought was seriously injured and had to withdraw from the battlefield.
If he doesn't make meritorious deeds, he will become a joke.
"Senior Brother Zhang, did those two outer disciples really kill the demon cultivator Hantan?" Huang Taiping, an inner disciple who was following Zhang Baili, asked.
He was very discouraged. Not only was it of no use, but if it hadn't been for others' help, he might have been seriously injured by now.
"How is it possible? Is Hantan easy to deal with? Elder Taixuan must have made it up. Those two outer disciples should be dead."
Zhang Baili snorted coldly: "Next, you and I must make meritorious deeds, otherwise it will become a joke."
"Yes!" Huang Taiping responded quickly.
... ... ...
In the sky, Elder Taixuan looked at the high fighting spirit of his disciples and was very satisfied.
He said again: "The demon cultivator who was captured alive has become disabled and was abandoned on the mountain road. If one of you catches it first, the credit will be credited to him."
What? Is there such a good thing?
The eyes of all the disciples shone brightly, especially the inner disciples, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
On weekdays, they want to kill demon cultivators, but they don't know how much they have to pay.
Some even require tracking for several years.
Now that the credit is right in front of you, how can you ignore it?
"That cripple is mine, no one can take it from me."
Zhang Baili roared in his heart and sped up.
"Old man, I was neither captured alive nor abandoned."
The crippled demon cultivator cursed at the sky and almost vomited blood out of anger.
Being captured alive is the most humiliating thing for a demon cultivator.
He wished he could wipe his neck with a knife, but then he thought about it and simply hid in the trap. If he could kill one person, he wouldn't lose any money.
Elder Taixuan's words also made the fleeing demon cultivators look gloomy and feel depressed.
Although they were running for their lives, they were not in such a panic. This was their strategy.
Hantan was killed by the outer disciples, but they didn't believe it either.
But someone was captured alive, which made them angry and a little frightened.
Being captured alive means that you don't even have a chance to die, which is terrible.
"If it is true, it means there are elders lurking in the dark."
A demon cultivator in black robes said worriedly.
"Yes, the disciples of Qifeng can do nothing to us. The elders will definitely take action. Even Kou Shanhai has arrived." Ling, a strong man in the bone-joining realm, was also solemn.
"If this is the case, then we can only use the last resort."
The two looked at each other and saw the decision in each other's eyes.
Then, one of them took out a jade bottle from his pocket and smashed it.
A black mist spread out from the bottle and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Poison mist? Is this what they rely on?"
Elder Taixuan looked at the black mist, becoming more solemn.