"How is this possible?" That hand didn’t appear just now; it grabbed in an instant! The disciple of Xifu Sect widened his eyes in astonishnt. To be able to accurately seize his wrist in such a short ti was simply impossible.
Yet it happened, and it smiled.
At this mont, Qin Feng turned his head. Looking at the surprised disciples of the Western Rune Sect: "What’s the matter, disappointed?"
"Escape." The disciple of the West Buddha Sect’s expression changed dramatically, finally understanding. This young man was truly terrifying. Invincible.
"Attract"
The wind roared.
Qin Feng’s longsword was much faster than when it killed the first disciple of the West Buddha Sect.
The gap was too wide.
With Qin Feng’s power, he could easily crush Zhenyuan’s four overlords, not to ntion the two Ghost Gods.
"Bell, I think we need to leave here quickly. Xin Sect already knows that Xie Xuan was killed by . When his father gets the news, he will surely react." Returning to Lan Yueliang, Qin Feng spoke directly.
"I can’t return to Canghong City. Where are you going?" Lan Yueliang asked.
"There’s more than just Kanhong City around." Qin Feng said, not knowing where to go as he was unfamiliar with the area.
"Northwest is Tan City, about 300 kiloters away, it’s Shura Sect’s territory. What do you think?" Lan Yueliang said imdiately.
"Three hundred kiloters?" Qin Feng touched his nose. "As long as you stay away from the mountains and forests, you can be sure no one is around. I’ll fly with you; we’ll be there quickly. Let’s go."
You can’t fly here, as it’s very high and easy to spot. At this mont, Qin Feng wasn’t prepared to face Xifu Sect.
Too strong.
His current strength allows so chance in fighting true Origin Level 5 masters, but facing true Origin Level 6 is already hopeless. There’s a gap between True Origin Realm and Virtual Origin Realm; each level gap is harder to overco!
However, just half an hour after they left, suddenly the sharp sound of arrows echoed from behind.
"It’s here where I killed two disciples of Xifu Sect." Qin Feng imdiately looked back.
In an instant, many clanging arrow sounds echoed from all sides, like an echo. Especially in the surrounding area, the sound of arrows was densest, everywhere.
This ti, Qin Feng’s face finally changed, and Lan Yueliang realized the situation was not good.
"Jian Yi, there seem to be many people in front of Xifu Sect." Lan Yueliang exclaid.
"Damn it, no wonder there are fewer Xifu Sect’s disciples in the mountains and forests. They’ve all surrounded us, preventing us from escaping." Qin Feng muttered, "I guess they must be waiting for Xie Zhenshan to bring in more people, then start killing us."
"Then what?"
"Xie Zhenshan hasn’t arrived yet. It’s not too hard for to charge out alone. With you, it’ll be tough. Qin Feng felt helpless.
"Can you leave ?" Lan Yue asked, clenching her pink fists tightly, life and death at stake, not knowing whether this person was trustworthy.
"I always take care of pretty won. Don’t worry." Qin Feng smiled, "But with you around, it’s more or less a burden. Find a secret place to hide first. Let play hide and seek with the Xin Sect people. Does that work?"
Lan Yueliang bit her lip lightly, nodded emphatically: "I trust you."
In fact, she couldn’t quite believe it.
What Qin Feng did not expect was that Xie Zhenshan actually arrived. Not only him, but the True Essence Scripture experts of Xifu Sect were also there.
When Xie Zhenshan first heard the news of his son’s death, he was furious, ordering all disciples to rush to Canghong Mountain. He and the True Essence Well’s experts flew at the fastest speed, arriving first.
Xie Zhenshan was extrely angry. He needed to kill his enemy imdiately!
Currently, in so gravel canyons near Canghong Mountain, the air was heavy. The few people standing at the heart of the mountain were all Demons and Ghosts.
On a massive rock, Xie Xuan’s corpse lay down, with severed arm still twitching.
A middle-aged man clenched Xie Xuan’s hand, stroking his body, his face gloomy and ice-cold to the extre.
"I only have one son like this, and my son is dead." The middle-aged man couldn’t help but cry. He was the absolute pillar of the West Gate Sect, Xie Zhenshan was the leader of the West Gate Sect. He was a big figure. Even if he had a high status in the Ween Sect, he wouldn’t be the leader of the West Gate Sect.
Standing behind Xie Zhenshan were elder Pei Hongqing, elder Zang Lu, and elder Wu Yuan. They all lowered their heads, not daring to et Xie Zhenshan’s gaze.
"Xuan’er, I will avenge you, I will, I will make him wish he were dead, never able to surpass life!" Xie Zhenshan roared.
"Principal, that brat dared to kill Little Principal. He must be seen walking in the streets, lying on piles of corpses!" The oldest elder Pei Hongqing said repeatedly.
He was the first to arrive. He should have avenged Xie Xuan’s severed arm. As a result, Xie Xuan wasn’t avenged but was killed again. Pei Hongqing also feared Xie Zhenshan’s wrath.
"Find him; I want to personally tornt him." Xie Zhenshan shouted.
"Don’t worry, Instructor, if he dares to play in Canghong Mountain with us, don’t look at the people here. Who hasn’t spent his life in the Canghong Mountain Range!" Looking at the direction of the arrows’ initial signal, Pei Hongqing sneered even colder.
One by one, the people of West Gate sneered cynically. They spent their whole life in Canghong City; they were too familiar with it.
After a while, Xifu Sect disciples were awakened by the chilling wind. At this mont, a rush of joy surged in their hearts. In the Chapter running the fastest, I said nothing and swiftly pulled out a gunpowder barrel from my embrace. Just as I was about to pull it, a sharp force of breaking wind suddenly attacked from the front.
The power carried by this force inspired awe and pushed the feet of the Virtual Primordial Dynasty Level 3 expert into the ground. His body eagerly retreated. Unfortunately, the gunpowder barrel got lost.
"Boom!"
The grand qi burst into the air and fell heavily on the ground. Suddenly, mud splattered everywhere, a longsword penetrating deep into the earth.
Regarding this sword, many people of the West Tiger Sect knew it because its original owner was Xie Xuan, their young master.
Gazing at this sword, West Law Sect disciples’ faces changed, but they didn’t show much panic, continuing to retreat swiftly.
Just as the disciple of the West Rune Sect was about to leave Ancient Port, his heart suddenly tightened, and his body fell without warning.
"Thump!" As the body fell, the fierce energy swept above the head, finally striking the side tree. Suddenly, the trunk cracked, and with a clack sound, the tree halted, breaking.
"Genius!"
To avoid the fatal blow, the West Rune Sect disciple seized the chance, imdiately leaping up.
The disciple of Xifu Sect was deeply grateful for his quick reaction. Due to many real combats, his sense of crisis was stronger than ordinary people. Maybe he wasn’t the best among Xu Yuan Level 3 masters, but he was the most adept at escaping.
However, the disciple of Xifu Sect just imagined returning to report the news, then report back to the sect leader, imagining the joy it brought to the leader while usually being despised by fair, tender, and beautifully dressed ones; Suddenly a shadow appeared in life’s future path.
The rushing body abruptly stopped. The disciple of Xifu Sect lifted his head in terror, only to see a handso, smiling face.
"That’s very fast." Qin Feng smiled at the disciples of West Gate. In the dark eyes, cold murderous intent made West Gate disciples shiver.
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