As more than twenty pieces of armor were traded, Zhang Fei, Zhou Cangyun and others began to breathe rapidly.
They have never seen so many spirit stones in their lives.
The entire Yun Sect, after hundreds of years of struggle, still gained less than what Qin Feng achieved in one day.
How the hell is this supposed to work when it comes to cultivation?
Even Bai Jinghong was a little confused at this time.
Isn’t this disciple I accepted a little too powerful?
As her master, she seemed to have no presence when standing next to Qin Feng.
"Then we'll go first. Be careful on the road." Kou Ming reached out and patted Qin Feng's shoulder.
Qin Feng is traveling far away!
This kind of thing must have been arranged by Taisheng and the others.
He stopped talking.
"Master Bi, please don't, let Brother Qin Feng follow us. If our top-grade enchanted magic armor breaks down, Brother Qin Feng can save our lives.
"Furthermore, Brother Qin Feng is incredibly strong." Someone came up to Gao Ming and said.
"That's right! Brother Qin Feng, why don't you come with us so that we can take care of you." The others echoed.
Who doesn’t want to have a super powerful weapon refiner by his side?
"Alright, alright, Qin Feng has his own things to deal with.
Besides, the thousands of young cultivators in their sect who are at the Foundation Establishment stage will only be a burden to us." Ming shook his head.
He didn't dare to interfere in Qin Feng's affairs.
Hearing the sound, the people around couldn't help but feel sorry.
"Then Brother Qin Feng, let's say goodbye."
"See you later!"
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators who had reached the Great Perfection stage said goodbye to Qin Feng with smiles on their faces.
As the roar of the flying chariot faded away, the Nine Yang Sect became quiet.
They looked at Qin Feng in horror, not daring to say a word.
"Master, let's go too!" Qin Feng said.
Bai Jinghong nodded and leaned down.
Soon, a flying chariot rose from the Nine Yang Sect.
"Master Lan, let's say goodbye now." Qin Feng looked at Lan Yun deeply.
I wanted to see some murderous intent and resentment in Lan Yun's eyes.
A cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage is still very terrifying.
At least, that's the case for Zhang Fei and his men.
If he found that Lan Yun had the slightest murderous intent, he wouldn't mind drawing his sword.
“Alas, I no longer have anything to do with the Nine Yang Sect.
"Qin Feng, can we go on a long journey with you?" Lan Yun asked.
In the Jiuyang Sect, all Nascent Soul cultivators have been exterminated.
He would never go back to be the sect leader.
It would be better to run away with Qin Feng.
"Sorry! I'm not very familiar with you." Qin Feng shook his head.
If there is an unfamiliar person around you, and he is a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, it would be terrible if he stabbed you in the back.
Lan Yun looked embarrassed.
Not familiar?
This kid...
It's so abominable.
He really wanted to follow Qin Feng.
He could accept either following Qin Feng or Long Xiaohai.
Being able to refine top-grade magical weapons and armor, even if he goes to Zhongzhou, he will be able to make great achievements.
At worst!
Follow Long Xiaohai to the sixth-level sect.
I can do well in this field.
But, damn it!!!
However, Lan Yun didn't say anything else.
He also understood what Qin Feng was thinking.
He had just wiped out tens of thousands of people from another sect. If it were him, he would not dare to agree.
"Come up!" Zhang Fei shouted.
In an instant, more than 6,000 figures stepped onto the flying chariot in an orderly manner.
Very crowded!
But no one complained.
This is much more comfortable than flying by yourself.
"There is a room here. You can rest in it." Bai Jinghong stood beside Qin Feng.
I felt so sad.
It feels a bit uncomfortable to be inferior to the apprentice.
Qin Feng nodded without refusing.
Next, he has to refine the weapon!
Having a room is indeed much more convenient.
The flying chariot hummed, turned into a long rainbow, and flew away into the sky.
Watching the flying chariot disappear, Lan Yun sighed.
"What a bunch of idiots, they're ruining a good hand of cards." Lan Yun cursed.
Why offend Qin Feng when there are so many people to offend?
"Master, why do you want to quit the Nine Yang Sect?" Sun Qian asked in a low voice.
The voice was still a little trembling.
"Oh, you, how come you can't see it?
If I don't leave the sect, how can I survive?
You also saw how Qi Changkong died.
If I don't leave the sect, I'll die." Lan Yun felt a headache.
Sun Qian hasn't figured this out yet?
Don't you have any brains?
"Master, what should we do now?" Tang Yu suddenly came to Lan Yun and asked in a low voice.
"Haha, I'm not your sect leader, you guys just want to have fun!" Lan Yun sneered.
"Master, stop playing around. Qu Juan died before, and Qin Feng didn't take away his top-grade enchanted magic armor." Tang Yu suddenly said.
"Ah?" Lan Yun was surprised.
For a moment, he looked ecstatic.
"Where is it?" Lan Yun exclaimed.
"It's still on Qu Juan. Qin Feng didn't leave during this period, so we didn't dare to move." Tang Yu said as he fell rapidly. Soon, he took out a storage ring from Qu Juan's body.
He also stripped off the top-grade magic armor on Qu Juan's body.
Lan Yun immediately opened the ring and was stunned for a moment.
Seven intact pieces of armor and ten top-grade magical devices floated in front of Lan Yun.
Moreover, even the armor that Qu Juan wore can still be used.
"What on earth does Qin Feng mean by this?" Lan Yun was horrified.
At this moment, he really couldn't understand Qin Feng.
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