Chapter Eleven Hand over your storage bag and the woman(2/2)
They have many methods, and they have been around Qionghai Secret Realm all year round, so they are familiar with the terrain. In addition, they can always get the upper hand in secret attacks. As long as they don't provoke the disciples and elders of the big sects, they will run rampant here and eat some small fish and shrimps.
That's enough.
Unfortunately, the prey they were looking for was not a small fish at all.
While escaping, a skinny scholar threw a poisonous needle, but Qi Ci casually swung it away.
He was shocked: "This person's cultivation is unpredictable, and we misjudged him!"
The scholar's feet suddenly stopped, he stretched out his hand to seal, and hundreds of poisonous needles flew out of his sleeves. He shouted: "Since we can't run away, let's all take action to subdue him!"
In an instant, there were those who put poisons, those who put swords, those who put magic weapons, those who threw talismans, those who threw formation disks, and even those who summoned monsters. The mountains and forests became a battle. Qi Ci was alone, and his figure was unexpectedly destroyed.
A series of fiery talismans were drowned, leaving only rolling flames and thick smoke.
Zhang Laosan just suffered internal injuries and was not on the front line. When he saw the fighting situation, he suddenly had an idea, turned around and headed towards Huo Lingdong, hoping to kidnap the beauty first.
But before his hand even touched the edge of the woman's clothes, a flying sword with electric light all around suddenly fell from the sky, pierced one of his legs quickly and fiercely, and stuck straight to the ground.
"Ah——!" Zhang Laosan cried out in pain and was pinned to the ground by the Thunder Sword, unable to move.
In addition, the sword was surrounded by rolling thunder and lightning. This thunder was completely different from that of the thunder flag. The terrifying pressure made him unable to even get up.
Zhang Laosan was so frightened that when he turned around, he saw that the five companions who were still alive and kicking just now were now gone.
The white-haired casual cultivator stepped on Jiujie's chest with one foot, and all the nine copper rings he was proud of fell to the ground like scrap metal. As if he felt Zhang Laosan's gaze, the man turned his head,
Taking nine calamities of life with a wave of his hand is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.
Zhang Laosan was so frightened that he lost control. He endured the severe pain in his right leg and knelt down on the ground: "Senior, please spare my life! Just now, I was speaking indiscriminately, and a dog's eye cannot see the truth. Please calm down, senior, and spare my life!"
Qi Ci walked slowly over the ruins with a bright look on his face: "You called me a bastard just now, and now I'm a senior?"
He smiled slightly, his beautiful phoenix eyes capturing the soul, but there was no trace of mercy in his eyes.
At that moment, Zhang Laosan remembered the fear he faced from the upper class when he was still a woodcutter. He never expected that after so many years and having harmed so many people, he would still be the lowest one after entering the world of cultivation.
The Thunder Sword fell into the hands of its owner, and the sharp blade cut through evil.
A breeze blew by, blowing away the bloody smell in the forest.
Qi Ci's face was stained with blood, and that little bit of red gave his handsome face a hint of evil.
As if he noticed other people's gaze, he turned around with Zhang Laosan's head and looked at Huo Lingdong.
The woman didn't say anything, she just opened her mouth, looking slightly sluggish.
Chapter completed!