The evil cultivator in the lead was very angry and wanted to insult Yun Feimiao even before he had spit out all the blood.
"You are despicable... despicable!"
"How is this despicable?" Yun Feimiao was puzzled. "I'm being very polite by using the talisman I drew myself to deal with you, okay?"
"Our Yun family has always been about using courtesy before force."
If he had directly thrown out the talisman drawn by his third brother, the evil cultivator would have been dead!
"If you have the ability, then... then..."
The evil cultivator wanted to say that if Yun Feimiao had the ability, he should remove these thunder talismans so that they could fight openly.
But Yun Feimiao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and directly slashed the evil cultivator's neck with a sword.
Seeing the leading evil cultivator die so easily, the other evil cultivators all showed expressions of horror.
Under the suppression of the Thunder Force Talisman of the Spirit Transformation Stage, these evil cultivators were like lambs to be slaughtered. They didn't even have the strength to raise their weapons, let alone resist.
These disciples of the righteous path are really abominable. They carry so many magic weapons with them, it’s not fair to fight them!
Yun Feimiao turned around and glanced at the other disciples: "What are you still standing there for? Raise your swords and kill these evil cultivators one by one."
"But..." an inner sect disciple from Jianqi Peak said in embarrassment, "This thunder power is too strong. The evil cultivator can't move, and we're not much better off."
Yun Feimiao said calmly, "So what? This isn't your thunder tribulation, and you aren't tribulation survivors, so why should you be afraid?"
"I know you are not used to this kind of Lei Wei, so start getting used to it from now on."
"Thunder is the best thing in the world to ward off evil. This time we have my third brother and Senior Brother Qin from the Big Knife Sect. I'm afraid you will encounter this kind of thunder power frequently in the future."
After all, his third brother's thunder tribulation was so severe that he got a lot of benefits from it. He drew tens of thousands of such thunder talismans.
It’s hard to say what will happen in the future, but during this period of time in the secret realm, they are afraid that they will have to live under such thunder power every day.
"The Thunder Force Talisman is primarily powered by thunder. It will only strike evil cultivators intent on harming others. You're not evil cultivators, so what are you afraid of?"
"As sword cultivators, we shouldn't be afraid of any power."
While Yun Feimiao was giving a speech, Xue Bingyan had already drawn her sword and stabbed several evil cultivators to death.
The power of the divine thunder is also very intimidating to a Jindan cultivator like her, but she is clear about the function of the thunder talisman and has a clear and bright heart, so she is naturally not afraid of such thunder power.
But no matter how fearful they were, the power of the thunder hung over their heads, which had some impact on their actions.
Although each of Xue Bingyan's sword strikes was clean and sharp, it was still much slower than her usual sword-drawing speed.
After killing eight people in a row, she stopped and looked at her fellow disciples beside her with cold eyes.
The others listened to Yun Feimiao's speech and then watched Xue Bingyan's demonstration. They all secretly encouraged themselves and stepped forward with their swords in hand.
At first, they also felt that they could not move an inch under the might of thunder. But as they took one step after another with great effort, they found that they were actually able to move under the might of thunder in the Spiritual Transformation Stage.
Even though it was still slow, it was nothing compared to his usual ease of movement, but it was more than enough to kill the evil cultivator under the might of thunder.
Fang Yi was one of the disciples with the lowest cultivation level present, but he was the one who walked up to the evil cultivator the fastest.
He put away the broken sword in his hand, took out the Bu'a sword that he had just contracted from the storage ring, and with one stroke of the sword, he cut off the head of an evil cultivator.
He had already discovered that when the Bu'a Sword was still a magic sword, it should have been of the most ordinary quality.
Now it has become a spiritual sword, but it is also the most ordinary kind among spiritual swords. It cannot be included in the spiritual sword list and has never left any legends.
But it doesn’t matter, he is just an ordinary one among the vast number of monks.
If Bu'a could transform an ordinary magic sword into a spiritual sword, he would also have to work hard to transform himself from an ordinary servant into an outstanding swordsman.
Even if he could never compare to those born geniuses, he could become a better version of himself.
From the moment he made the contract with Bu'ajian, he felt that they were made for each other.
He hoped they would always complement each other.
It is always an upright sword, and he also wants to be a swordsman who is always upright.
Fang Yi's Dao heart became more and more firm with each swing of the sword, and the Bu'a sword in his hand also emitted a faint blue light, resonating with it.
Unconsciously, his cultivation had climbed a small step up.
The other inner disciples were unwilling to be outdone when they saw this scene, and their killing movements became much faster, fearing that they would be outdone by an outer disciple.
Soon, the fifty or so evil cultivators who had come to encircle their team were all killed.
This group of sword cultivators with low cultivation levels had killed so many people for the first time, and several inner disciples were a little dazed.
Yun Feimiao clapped his hands, bringing their wandering thoughts back.
"Okay, I know what you're thinking, but if you want to calm down, you have to walk slowly."
"We can't be the only ones being targeted by this group of evil cultivators. Given their temperament, they won't let go of any righteous cultivator in this secret realm."
"The two teams closest to us should be the Big Knife Sect disciples and those few independent cultivators we just met."
"We don't need to worry about the Big Blade Sect, but the independent cultivators' ability to protect themselves may be a little weaker."
"Little Goose, follow the direction the wandering cultivator left from just now and see what's going on."
"Senior Sister Xue, your spirit bird..."
“Chirp.”
Xue Bingyan touched the little fat cat on her shoulder. The little fat cat nodded as if understanding, spread its wings and flew into the sky.
It flew higher and higher, its body becoming larger and larger, circling in the blue sky and overlooking, taking in the situation within a radius of thousands of miles.
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