Tang Yu froze in place.
At this moment, he completely couldn't understand Qin Feng.
He even felt a little scared.
Thinking of what Qin Feng asked Sun Qian just now.
Tang Yu hesitated for a moment, clasped his fists, and slowly said, "Thank you for showing mercy."
If Qin Feng really wanted to destroy the Jiuyang Sect, he wouldn't have done such a unnecessary thing.
"Heh!" Qin Feng sneered, ignored Tang Yu, and flew to Bai Jinghong.
"Master, go get the flying chariot, the biggest one. I really can't get this thing up." Qin Feng said.
"Qin Feng, if you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze." Zhang Fei was filled with murderous intent and his eyes were cold.
Qin Feng frowned.
"That's right, then let's wait for Lan Yun to come back." Qin Feng's eyes grew colder.
Not far away, Tang Yu, who had originally breathed a sigh of relief, began to tremble with heart.
Wait for Lan Yun to come back?
What does this mean?
Could it be that Qin Feng still wants to kill Lan Yun?
For a moment, Tang Yu felt extremely bitter.
"Qu Juan, you old beasts deserve to die." Tang Yu cursed in his heart.
Inside the Nine Yang Sect.
The remaining 30,000 people looked at Qin Feng perched high in the sky, motionless, and their hearts instantly rose to their throats.
"What do they mean?"
"Could it be that you still don't intend to let us go?"
"So many of us have died, what else do they want?"
Time passes day by day.
It wasn't until a month later that the roar of a flying chariot slowly came from the edge of the sky.
A group of people from the Nine Yang Sect, who were suffering greatly, rose into the air.
Looking at the familiar flying chariot, they were excited.
"He's back, the master is back."
The sound resonated in the Nine Yang Sect.
ecstatic.
Qin Feng also slowly opened his eyes at this time.
At the edge of the sky, twenty flying chariots came rapidly.
A lot of people.
There are hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators on each flying chariot.
"A lot." Jing Liang frowned.
He slowly turned around and looked at Qin Feng, his eyes full of worry.
Although Qin Feng is very strong.
However, those coming from afar seemed to be powerful figures from more than 20 sects.
Can Qin Feng do it?
In the Jiuyang Sect, countless people broke through the air and rushed towards the direction of the flying chariot.
"Master, help!"
A shrill sound exploded in the sky.
Twenty flying chariots were getting closer and closer.
Finally, it hovered not far from Qin Feng.
Lan Yun soared into the air, his body covered in blood.
A face that looks a little pale.
Looking at the corpses scattered around the Jiuyang Sect, his face twisted.
"What's going on! Where are Qu Juan and the others?" Lan Yun roared.
Jiuyang Sect, how could so many people die?
Could it be that someone attacked the Nine Yang Sect?
However, he still left behind quite a few Nascent Soul experts.
Qu Juan is a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
"The Yun Sect, the Yun Sect's people killed Old Qu and the others.
He even killed more than 70,000 cultivators from our Nine Yang Sect."
The sound made Lan Yun's body tremble.
"Yun Sect? How is that possible! Isn't their strongest only at the second stage of Nascent Soul?" People kept gathering around Lan Yun.
Nascent Soul Great Perfection! Nascent Soul Late Stage! Nascent Soul Middle Stage!
More than two hundred people.
At the same time, people also flew up from other flying chariots.
A group of people looked shocked.
"Isn't Yunzong a ninth-level, low-ranking sect?"
At this time, Qin Feng, Bai Jinghong and others broke through the air.
"Haha, Sect Master Lan, long time no see." Qin Feng's eyes flashed with coldness.
He also wanted to see how Lan Yun would explain it.
Looking at Qin Feng and the others, the people on Lan Yun's side had complicated expressions.
That’s right, the highest realm is the second level of Nascent Soul.
Can this also kill a Nascent Soul that has reached its peak?
How is that possible!
But, the people in the sect couldn't lie in front of him, the sect leader.
Moreover, the corpses everywhere are real.
"Qin Feng, is what they said true?" Lan Yun stared.
"Yes! I killed the person." Qin Feng nodded.
Hearing the sound, everyone around Lan Yun widened their eyes.
"Hahaha, Qin Feng, stop teasing me."
"How could a ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly kill a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
"Brother Qin Feng, do you have any extra top-grade enchanted magic weapons? Do you have any top-grade enchanted magic armor? I'll pay a high price! Absolutely a high price!"
There was laughter.
Dozens of people rushed directly towards Qin Feng.
The top-grade magic armor on Liu Jing's body has saved Liu Jing at least ten times.
They are really jealous!
If possible, they are willing to spend 500 million spirit stones to buy one.
"He is Qin Feng?"
"The ninth level of foundation building can refine the best magic weapon armor, isn't it fake? Don't bully me because I haven't refined magic weapons before."
Countless people's eyes immediately fell on Qin Feng.
During the several months of fighting, they often heard the name Qin Feng.
Whether it was the top-grade enchanted magic weapon on Lan Yun or the top-grade enchanted magic armor on Liu Jing, they all engraved the name Qin Feng deep in their minds.
However, they never imagined that Qin Feng was only at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Isn't this funny?
"Master, it's true, it was Qin Feng who killed Elder Qu Juan.
He also killed more than 70,000 of us." Sun Qian walked out from the crowd.
In an instant, the group of people running towards Qin Feng froze.
The eyes of all the Nascent Soul cultivators on the twenty flying chariots began to tremble.
real? ? ?
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