With a "bang".
Just as the silver needle was about to pierce Hu Qingshuang's body, a small, two- or three-inch-long blue sword quietly appeared.
It blocked the incoming silver needles and forcefully knocked them away.
The silver needles refused to give up easily and stabbed at Han Feng again.
Unfortunately, every attack from the silver needles was blocked by the cyan sword.
"Master Qing Shuang, please move aside." Han Feng patted Hu Qing Shuang on the shoulder.
"I'm still alive?" Hu Qingshuang looked incredulous.
"Of course you're still alive. Don't be so impulsive next time. If you had shielded me, you might have died."
"Also, Master Qing Shuang doesn't like me anymore. If she did, I'd have to pick an auspicious day so we could hold a dual cultivation gathering," Han Feng said with a smile.
"You wish! Who's in love with you? I'm just worried that if you die, I might be devoured by the original body. That's why I'm saying this."
Hu Qingshuang's pretty face was already flushed red, and she quickly moved away from Han Feng.
Hu Meiyu glanced at Hu Qingshuang with a complicated expression; she herself couldn't have done what had just happened.
"Sword Pill, I didn't expect you to know the secret techniques of the Taiqing Sect. Did you obtain them from Situ Changkong?"
Knowing that the silver needles couldn't kill Han Feng, Tianmu took them back.
She didn't actually refrain from forcibly killing Han Feng just now because of some rule.
Just as Han Feng said, she was afraid of Han Feng's hidden methods.
"It's none of my business how I got it. Let's each use our own methods, or don't blame me if you die."
Han Feng was too lazy to waste words with Tianmu and prepared to unleash the strongest technique of the Sword Ball.
"Wait a minute, I think we can talk about this some more."
"This sword pellet technique is a secret technique of the Taiqing Sect. You are not a disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and if you master this technique, you will be hunted down by the Taiqing Sect."
"I have some connections with the Taiqing Sect. I can mediate for you in the future. What do you think?"
Tianmu came from Lingzhou and knew the power of the Taiqing Sect's sword pellets.
Many disciples of the Taiqing Sect possess sword pellets they have cultivated, which are capable of fighting enemies of higher levels.
She was a level above Han Feng, but even she couldn't help but feel fear when faced with the Sword Pellet Technique.
"I don't think it's very good! Taiqing Sect is far away in Lingzhou, and I am in Tiannan. Even if they wanted to manage me, they couldn't do so from a distance."
"And you said that the Taiqing Sect strictly guards against the theft of sword pellet techniques. You think you, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, can make the Taiqing Sect spare me?"
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child, or are you just taking advantage of your age?"
Han Feng naturally didn't believe Tianmu's words; he had learned too much about the Taiqing Sect from Situ Changkong.
Back then, Situ Changkong was a true disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and his master was an elder of the Taiqing Sect, whose cultivation had reached the Refining Void Realm.
After killing someone to obtain the sword pellet technique, even with his master's pleas, the Taiqing Sect still refused to let Situ Changkong go.
Situ Changkong did not arrive in Tiannan by accident; he would have died long ago during the pursuit of the Taiqing Sect.
This Heavenly Mother is only at the Nascent Soul stage, and is also the protector of the Holy Maiden of the Seven Emotions Demon.
To put it nicely, a protector is a protector of the Way; to put it bluntly, they are just a servant, only with a little more autonomy.
They not only have to protect the safety of those they are protecting, but also have to remove all obstacles in their path.
Tianmu, that cunning old fox, has been subtly changing the subject ever since she appeared.
If Han Feng had believed even half of what Tianmu said, he would have been dead without a burial place.
The fact that Tianmu used silver needles to ambush Han Feng just now is the best proof.
Han Feng had already bitten his fingertip until it bled, and with his bleeding finger, he wrote the character "斩" (cut) on the small blue sword.
The character "斩" (cut) he wrote with his blood essence was instantly absorbed by the small blue sword.
The small cyan sword transformed into a cyan "bead" and vanished instantly.
Tianmu quickly summoned her silver needles to protect herself. The silver needles were a low-grade spiritual treasure, which had just been able to hold their own against the cyan sword.
However, the cyan sword had already absorbed Han Feng's essence and blood, and its power was no longer comparable to before.
After a few rounds of clash between the silver needles and the sword pellet, the spiritual light had been shattered, and the needles began to teeter on the brink of collapse.
Tianmu's face was as pale as paper; the damage to her natal magic weapon had caused her mental and physical distress.
As the cyan sword pellet and the silver needle clashed once more, the silver needle let out a mournful cry and broke in two.
This is the sound made by the spirit inside the silver needle as it is about to die.
Tianmu spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and her whole body instantly weakened.
"Holy Maiden, I'm afraid I can't protect you anymore. Now I'll open a passage for you to leave." Tianmu forcefully suppressed her injuries.
With the low-grade spiritual treasure silver needle shattered, it signifies that Tianmu has already lost this battle.
"I will take care of your descendants."
The Seven Emotions Demon didn't waste any words; this was the duty of a protector.
The fact that she agreed to take care of Tianmu's descendants was already the best promise she could make.
"The old woman thanks the Holy Maiden for her kindness."
Tianmu produced several more pills and swallowed them all in one go.
The aura that had been extremely weak was restored, and even became stronger than before.
At this moment, the space near Tianmu Mountain distorted, and a cyan round bead quietly appeared.
The cyan sword pellet was almost touching Tianmu, and its powerful sword intent caused the space to tremble.
"Order it for me!"
Tianmu spat out a mouthful of essence blood, forcibly sealing off a space.
The cyan bead wanted to kill Tianmu, but it was trapped inside and could not move.
Tianmu then took out a talisman, infused it with magical power, and forcefully tore apart a piece of space.
A spacetime wormhole leading to Lingzhou formed near her.
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