Chapter 12 There is no way to deal with fraud The

noise downstairs was getting louder and louder, and a crowd of onlookers gathered.

Jiang Qingfeng was stopped by a senior sister in the middle stage of the Jindan, and Jiang Qingyu pulled him.

Another Jindan cultivator was stopping the guards, and Yue Wuqian wanted to take down Jiang Qingjiu as soon as possible.

However, before Jiang Qingjiu could make a move.

A figure blocked in front of Jiang Qingjiu, folded his folding fan in his hand, and gently slapped it, blocking Yue Wuqian.

He casually slapped, and the Jindan cultivator's face changed, and he quickly helped Yue Wuqian to block it.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand the opponent's light palm, and stepped back several steps.

"Sir, do you want to go against my Danxia Sect?"

The Jindan cultivator shouted.

Yue Wuqian was blocked behind him, staring at Jiang Qingjiu behind the man with a sinister look.

"Damn bastard, you are so lucky!" "

Excuse me, I just can't stand it."

The folding fan was opened with a snap, and a pair of charming peach blossom eyes were blocked behind the folding fan.

The young man in a green robe and wanton and romantic said with a faint smile: "Bullying a 'weak' woman is not what a cultivator should do."

A cry came from the crowd.

"Feng Budu!"

"What? Feng Budu?"

"Are you talking about Feng Budu on the Tianjiao list?"

Feng Budu, the chief disciple of the formation method of the head of the twelve sects.

Ranked seventh on the Tianjiao list, a formation genius in the middle stage of the Yuanying period.

He once killed several demon cultivators of the same level with the Seven Killing Formation, and became famous in one battle.

"Oh, how rude."

Feng Budu waved his folding fan and smiled brightly.

"I didn't expect that everyone could see my identity at a glance."

The Jindan cultivator in front of Yue Wuqian changed his face.

This person turned out to be Feng Budu!

Yue Wuqian did not retreat at all: "Feng Budu, do you want to provoke a fight between the two major sects?"

"The woman behind you broke my Nine Flames Sword. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

Yue Wuqian did not expect that he just casually targeted the waste of a small sect, but the Nine Flames Sword was actually broken.

This fact made him look ugly.

This sword was a ground-level magic weapon that he stole from his father's treasure house.

But he did not expect it to be broken after just the first use.

In order to go back without being punished, he must find a reasonable excuse.

Yue Wuqian thought for a long time, and this unreasonable thing made him come up with a guess -

that is, Jiang Qingjiu has a higher-level magic weapon.

After all, Jiang Qingjiu is just a cultivator in the Refining Qi Stage, and he has no ability to hurt a ground-level magic weapon.

Excluding the cultivator himself, only a higher-level magic weapon can destroy his Nine Flames Sword.

This guess made Yue Wuqian very excited.

Although he didn't know how Jiang Qingjiu, a waste from a small sect, got a heaven-level magic weapon, Yue Wuqian had already made up his mind to get it.

Feng Budu noticed the greed in Yue Wuqian's eyes and frowned slightly.

"Are you kidding me?"

Feng Budu laughed and said, "A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage destroyed a ground-level magic weapon. There is no way to claim credit for it."

"..."

Jiang Qingjiu subconsciously put away the hammer under her sleeve after hearing this.

It was rare for this person to speak for her. If she were to ruin his reputation now, it would not be good.

"Do you think I am right?"

Feng Budu waved his folding fan and looked at the crowd.

Everyone also cooperated with him very much and agreed happily.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Feng is right!"

"This girl is only in the Qi Refining Stage, and she can destroy the Nine Flames Sword. No one will believe it if you tell others!"

Feng Budu spread his hands and said in a very angry tone: "Look, everyone thinks it's impossible."

"If you really want to scam me, you'd better go back and take a shower!"

Looking at the person in front of him who was madly stacking buffs on him, Jiang Qingjiu became even more silent.

Should she... hide herself in the future?

Otherwise, she might swell the other person's face.

"Feng Budu!"

Seeing Feng Budu turn the situation around with just a few words, Yue Wuqian's eyes turned red with anger.

"Snap!"

The folding fan closed with a crisp sound.

A gust of wind passed through Yue Wuqian's cheek, leaving a blood mark.

Feng Budu said: "Pay attention to your identity. If your father were here, he might be qualified to be on equal terms with me."

Although he had a smile on his face, his peach blossom eyes were cold and ruthless without a trace of smile.

An invisible pressure made people tremble, terrible and palpitating.

Even if he looked friendly, he was also a Yuanying monk.

The seventh-ranked Tianzhi Pride Son on the Tianjiao List, even the head of Danxia Sect had to give him face.

How could he allow a junior to call him by his name.

Yue Wuqian felt a chill on his back, his face was ugly, and he dared not say another word.

"Senior, you misunderstood!"

When Yue Wuqian was about to collapse, Jiang Qingyu blocked him.

The weak girl bit her lower lip lightly, looking at Feng Budu stubbornly, with infinite beauty.

"Sister Qingyu?"

Jiang Qingfeng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her in disbelief.

Why did you stand up now? !

"Oh? What did I misunderstand?" Feng Budu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Feng Budu's pressure was only directed at Yue Wuqian alone, and he did not bully a weak Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Did I misunderstand that your senior brother wanted to bully a weak woman, or did I misunderstand that your senior brother wanted to seduce a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage?"

Jiang Qingyu choked.

She said aggrievedly: "That's my biological sister. How could my senior brother bully my sister? He just wanted my sister to give him an explanation. He really wouldn't hurt her..."

"And you don't know the cause and effect."

"My senior brother couldn't stand it because my sister insulted the Danxia Sect and caused him to be captured by the guards."

"Senior Brother Feng, the Formation Sect and the Dao are both one of the twelve sects. You can't accept others insulting your sect, right?"

"Uh..."

Looking at Jiang Qingyu's innocent and stubborn face, the crowd felt a little nauseous.

Feng Budu also felt a chill.

He stepped aside, shielded his face with a folding fan, and asked softly.

"This girl, is she...really your sister?"

Why is there so much tea in her voice?

Jiang Qingjiu couldn't bear to look at it either. She said, "If we talk about blood relationship, it is indeed so."

"I see."

Feng Budu understood.

He looked at Jiang Qingyu, closed his folding fan, and smiled.

"Don't worry, we in the Formation Sect will never do anything to bully others. If we really do it, we deserve to be scolded. I have no complaints."

Jiang Qingyu froze and subconsciously looked at Yue Wuqian.

Yue Wuqian said coldly, "Junior sister, don't waste your words with them. This matter will not be easily resolved!"

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

The next second, Yue Wuqian shouted to the crowd:

"The Nine Flames Sword is a ground-level magic weapon. Only a heaven-level magic weapon can destroy a ground-level magic weapon!"

"I will not hide it from you. That woman must have a heaven-level magic weapon!"

"Besides, she is from an unknown small sect and has no backing!"

"You can go and rob it, but no one will help her!"

What a vicious guy!

Feng Budu frowned and found that the expressions of the onlookers had changed.

When the heaven-level magic weapon appeared, no one could restrain their greed and looked at Jiang Qingjiu.

Magical weapons are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, and yellow. The heaven-level is the highest.

The heaven-level magic weapon is the dream lover of every cultivator.

A treasure that everyone wants to get even if they spend all their money.

Now that they suddenly know that a cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage actually possesses a heaven-level magic weapon, the onlookers are a little overwhelmed.

The rational ones can suppress the desires in their hearts and calmly think about the possibility of a cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage possessing a heaven-level magic weapon.

But there are more irrational people. After all, the opponent is just a cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage, and the cost of testing is very low.

Feng Budu can't always protect a woman he met by chance.

As long as they find a chance, they can test it out.

And they can't wait too long, the news will spread soon.

By then, more cultivators will know that a cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage possesses a heaven-level magic weapon.

Greed spread among the crowd, and some people have secretly left, preparing to contact other cultivators to rob.

Feng Budu's expression also completely turned cold.

What a cruel plan.