Demon Beast level poisonous bees are much stronger than ordinary Spirit Bees.
Not to ntion the strength comparison, just the oppression from the realm is enough to make ordinary Gold-Devouring Spirit Bees panic, greatly reducing their combat power. Even the Gold-Devouring Spirit Bee Queen of the Demon Beast level might not be a match for these Black Needle Poison Bees.
Not to ntion, there is also a Black Needle Poison Bee Queen comparable to a third-level Qi Cultivation Practitioner.
Therefore, Zhou Changwang quickly stepped forward and flicked his finger.
Hiss!
In a flash of golden light, a Black Needle Poison Bee, the demon beast, had its head pierced by him, dead beyond any doubt.
Without the slightest pause, he flicked his finger again.
Then the third strike.
Two consecutive Geng tal Fingers were pointed out.
Regardless of whether it was the demon beast worker bee or the queen bee, their heads were pierced in an instant and they fell from the sky.
"Stop, you dare!"
At this mont, a voice like a thunderous roar sounded.
Then Zhou Changwang saw a middle-aged cultivator standing on two giant butterflies, flying over the high wall and landing in his backyard.
It is known that in the courtyards within the marketplace, protective arrays are generally set up. If a cultivator breaks in, the array would be triggered, sounding an alarm and attracting the Market Guard.
For instance, Zhou Changwang’s courtyard also has an array, and even the backyard is within the array’s coverage.
The high walls surrounding the courtyard are visible defenses, and above the high walls, there’s also an invisible Defense Shield two ters high, enough to block most low-tier cultivators and even high-tier cultivators from flying over.
Only a Foundation Establishnt True Cultivator using Sword Flight could fly across without any obstacles.
But in fact, very few Foundation Establishnt True Cultivators would truly fly with swords in the marketplace. If they are visiting cultivators, it would be seen as a provocation against the marketplace owner, making a big fight inevitable.
Therefore, these protective asures in the marketplace are already very safe for most cultivators.
But who would have thought.
The person in front of him used two giant butterflies to fly over the walls and Defense Shield, stepping into his courtyard alive.
"You dare kill my Spirit Insects?"
The newcor stared at Zhou Changwang with a grim face, eyes filled with intense killing intent.
Zhou Changwang’s expression suddenly changed.
In his original plan, he did not foresee this.
He thought that, at least within the marketplace courtyard, he would be safe.
Even if soone ca knocking, they wouldn’t dare to act directly.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn’t follow the usual route and appeared in front of him this way.
"Who are you, senior, entering my courtyard without reason? What brings you here?"
Though Zhou Changwang guessed who the newcor was, he still showed a hint of tension when truly facing him.
"I am Xue Tong.
I told you to stop, yet you still dared to kill my Spirit Insects?"
Xue Tong jumped off the giant butterfly, eyes filled with killing intent.
"Senior, there’s a misunderstanding.
I am just a Spirit Farr. Suddenly seeing these Spirit Insects breaking in, I was a bit nervous, worried that my Spirit Plants would be damaged, so I couldn’t help but take action.
It really wasn’t intentional to kill your Spirit Insects."
Zhou Changwang replied verbally, while quickly thinking of a strategy in his mind.
However, seeing the other’s expression and their manner of crossing the wall, he also understood in his heart that this matter would not end peacefully.
In that case, there’s no choice but to fight?
"You killed my Spirit Insects, you deserve to die!"
Xue Tong looked at the three demon insect corpses on the ground, his anger surging continuously.
These were Spirit Insects he had raised for ten years, and he never expected them to be completely wiped out unknowingly.
Thinking this, he imdiately attempted to make a move.
However, Zhou Changwang’s actions were even faster.
He had already seen the other’s intention from his deanor, and as soon as the other’s words were spoken, he abandoned any illusions and started to take action.
The first to strike holds the initiative; the late mover suffers calamity. Since his own strength was weak and he couldn’t avoid a confrontation, he naturally had to make the first move.
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