Chapter 174 Can You Please Do Me a Favor?



Bai Jinghong really wanted to ask what the two black shadows that appeared behind Qin Feng were.

In an instant, he was able to easily kill five mid-Nascent Soul cultivators.

So scary!

I wanted to ask several times, but in the end I didn't.

Everyone has their own secrets.

Something like immortal fate!

It can be encountered but not sought after.

In the following days, with nearly 60,000 burdens gone, the pace became much faster.

Bai Jinghong was very generous to this group of people who were willing to share life and death with the sect, and directly used the treasure house of the Yun Sect with thousands of years of heritage.

There are enough spirit stones.

After knowing how terrifying Qin Feng was, Bai Jinghong and several other Nascent Soul cultivators felt less worried.

Several people took turns leading others.

Once someone's spiritual power is exhausted, they will take over.

In addition, there is plenty of spirit stones for recovery, so we can work all day long except at night.

It only took five months to reach the Jiuyang Sect.

The speed has more than doubled.

"Who are you?" Figures flew quickly over the Nine Yang Sect.

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators exuded a terrifying aura.

The magic weapon exudes a sharp aura.

"Elder Bai, it's me." Long Xiaohai walked out.

"Long Xiaohai! It's you!" Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators put away their magic weapons.

"Senior, I'm here to pick someone up at the request of Sect Master Lan." Qin Feng walked out and clasped his fists.

Leading the way, a middle-aged man came walking in the air.

He ignored Qin Feng and his eyes fell on Bai Jinghong and the others.

Looking at the few cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage, his eyes flashed with contempt.

"With just a few of you, you still want to travel far away? That's really a foolish dream." He Ye smiled coldly.

He didn't understand why Long Xiaohai would follow such a group of people.

"Senior, where is Sect Master Lan?" Qin Feng spoke again.

He Ye stared at Qin Feng coldly: "Are you talking to me?"

Qin Feng frowned.

"Elder He, don't be so aggressive. My brother-in-law is talking to you. Are you deaf?

You're so grown up, and you don't understand what people say?" Long Xiaohai's face darkened.

In these five months, Qin Feng has killed more than a thousand Nascent Soul cultivators.

How dare you, a trash in the early Nascent Soul stage, show off in front of Qin Feng!

Who gave you the courage?

"Long Xiaohai, are you talking to me?" He Ye's eyes were cold.

The aura on him was flickering.

"You old bastard, you are so deaf. Get away from here. We are here to find the sect leader. You are nothing." Long Xiaohai sneered.

"Your master died in the battle, and you, a trash at the ninth level of foundation building, dare to pretend to be me? Who do you think you are!" He Ye sneered, stepped into the air, and stretched out his hand to grab Long Xiaohai directly.

Zhang Fei stretched out his hand and punched out.

The flames instantly spread throughout He Ye's body.

At the same time, He Ye flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

He Ye's chest collapsed and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"What a mess! I told you not to come to the Nine Yang Sect. It would be much better to go directly to Zhongzhou!"

Now, I've lost at least two months of my journey, and it's a thankless task!" Bandit Zhang was seething with murderous intent.

"Okay, okay, you actually dared to attack the Nine Yang Sect. It seems like you don't want to live anymore, right?" He Ye gritted his teeth, his face gloomy, took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.

He raised his hand, pointed at Zhang Fei, and roared: "Kill them all."

In an instant, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators rushed over.

"Everyone, I was invited by your sect leader Lan Yun. Please don't force me to take action." Qin Feng frowned.

Anger surged.

The people from the Nine Yang Sect are all idiots.

"You little trash who is just building a foundation, why are you barking like a dog?" He Ye rushed over and went straight to Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, let me do it! You are a bunch of Nascent Soul level one and two trash, I really don't know what you are expanding for." Zhang Fei took a step forward.

In an instant, He Ye turned and ran.

Bai Jinghong took a step forward.

The sword energy surged in his body.

Three hundred top-grade magical devices appeared in an instant.

In the past two months!

Met nine waves of people.

Each time, there are dozens of people in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, plus a hundred people in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

She didn't even have a chance to fight back, and was completely killed by Qin Feng.

Now, there is naturally no need for Qin Feng to take action against the more than twenty pieces of trash at the first and second levels of the Nascent Soul stage.

Besides, it was Lan Yun who invited them here.

She really wanted to ask Lan Yun what this meant by such hospitality.

The sword light flashes!

In an instant, He Ye and a group of people were surrounded.

In the blink of an eye, blood burst out from He Ye and his group of people.

Three hundred top-grade magical devices, extremely fast.

Within five breaths, He Ye and his group of people were turned into bloody bodies.

"Zong Xi! Zong Xi!" He Ye roared.

In an instant, ripples of the formation began to surge.

Countless beams of light shot up into the sky and headed straight for Bai Jinghong.

"The sect's formation!" Bai Jinghong's face was gloomy.

She waved her hand, and her spiritual power swept like a tide, taking Lin Huaian and his group with her, retreating thousands of feet and out of the attack range of the sect's formation.

One after another, figures rose into the air from the Nine Yang Sect.

Hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators had grim expressions.

"He Ye, you are a bunch of losers. You can't even handle a few Yuanying early stage cultivators."

An old man came to He Ye and slapped him twice on the face.

"Elder Qu, did my master really die in battle? How is that possible!" Long Xiaohai shouted.

Qu Juan frowned.

"Long Xiaohai?"

"Are you from Yun Sect?" Qu Juan looked up and looked at Bai Jinghong and his group.

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