After expressing his gratitude, Mo Jing put the storage rings back into his own storage space, leaving the disciple with a confused look on his face, then quickly left and went to chop down others with a big knife.
"Give me back my money!" The disciple's face changed in shock after he came to his senses, and he quickly chased after him. He had originally wanted to kill Mo Jing and claim the 10 billion bounty, but now he had changed his mind. He just wanted to get his storage ring back!
At this moment, the people who were besieged the most were Nangong Qingqing and Yan Chen, because they were the only two who had not yet broken through to the Heavenly God Realm. In the eyes of the disciples of the three major families, they were the easiest to kill.
However, Nangong Qingqing has Zhongli Wuyuan by her side, and their cooperation is the most tacit.
"Ice Dragon Break!"
"Ice Array!"
The ice dragon formed by ice is lifelike and exudes a powerful and terrifying aura. Wherever it hits will be covered by ice.
"Roar--" The ice dragon roared and fiercely attacked the disciples' moves. With the assistance of Zhongli Wuyuan's ice formation, it was like a fish in water.
Boom boom boom!
The battle was fierce.
On the other hand, Yan Chen had Feng Xinglan beside him. The two of them worked together very well, one focusing on close combat and the other on long-range attacks.
Yan Chen grabbed the corner of the black cauldron with one hand, and then quickly smashed it towards the disciples. Many times, his attacks were blocked, and he also suffered a lot of injuries. After all, his current cultivation was the weakest.
If it weren't for Feng Xinglan's help, he would have been killed by those disciples' swords long ago.
Seeing Yan Chen so weak and injured, some disciples became more and more excited, because they firmly believed that they could kill Yan Chen!
One of the yellow-clothed disciples used the power of the fifth level of the Heavenly God Realm to restrain Yan Chen and Feng Xinglan for a moment, then he raised his sword and swung it quickly towards Yan Chen's neck. The sword blade was unstoppable.
At this moment, Feng Xinglan was able to move.
Feng Xinglan's eyes turned cold, he dodged and raised his palm to knock Yan Chen to the ground, allowing Yan Chen to avoid the sword blade.
He himself was unable to dodge and was slashed in the chest by the sword, and blood instantly soaked his clean white clothes.
"Hmm..." Feng Xinglan frowned and groaned, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Lan!" Yan Chen's pupils shrank slightly.
Feng Xinglan responded, "It's okay."
Yan Chen's eyes dimmed slightly. He quickly avoided the attacks of the spirit beasts on the ground, picked up the cauldron, and flashed back into the air again. His expression had returned to calm, but it seemed like the prelude to a storm.
He smiled gently and said, "It seems that I am still too soft-hearted."
The yellow-robed disciple saw Yan Chen's expression and felt a surge of fear in his heart. However, he quickly suppressed the emotion and smiled coldly. He was just a mere Sovereign God Realm cultivator. How could he possibly threaten him?!
Suddenly, a purple flame ignited in the cauldron that Yan Chen was holding.
Suddenly, there was a slight crackling sound in the air.
The faces of the people around changed, and they smelled a strange smell in the air.
"Hold your breath, the air is poisonous!"
As soon as he finished speaking, many disciples' lips turned purple and they felt weak all over.
"What on earth is going on?!"
The yellow-robed disciple looked at Yan Chen with horror, "What on earth did you do? What kind of poison did you give us?"
Yan Chen smiled gently, "It's just that the poison was given in advance, and now it's happening."
Upon hearing this, the disciples who were besieging Yan Chen and Feng Xinglan were horrified and said in panic, "If you poison someone like this, you'll also harm your companions! Hand over the antidote!"
Yan Chen calmly explained, "Don't worry, my companions won't die, but you will."
After saying that, he moved his body, picked up the cauldron and smashed it towards the poisoned disciples, specifically aiming at their heads.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The screams continued.
Feng Xinglan witnessed this scene with a complicated expression.
It is a very terrible thing for Yan Chen to get angry.
Some spirit beasts were poisoned and died instantly. The disciples were in a better situation because they were powerful and had stronger physiques than the spirit beasts. However, they were already exhausted at this moment and could not withstand Yan Chen's fierce attack at all.
Yan Chen is sometimes as violent as Zheng Zheng...
On the other side, Yu Qiu and Mu Yin joined forces to deal with those disciples.
Mu Yin's face turned pale, he grimaced in pain and complained to Yu Qiu, "Brother Qiu, you have to help me get revenge! He stabbed me in the thigh with a sword!"
He was not paying attention for a moment and was accidentally stabbed in the middle of his left thigh by the young disciple with a long sword. Blood gushed out and it was extremely painful.
The disciple originally wanted to stab him in the abdomen, but he dodged and the stab hit his thigh instead!
After Mu Yin finished his complaint, he quickly took out a bottle of medicine powder, poured it into the palm of his hand, and casually slapped it on his wound to stop the bleeding first.
Yu Qiu glanced at Mu Yin's left leg, then looked up at the disciple who had injured Mu Yin and sneered, "Money can no longer buy your life."
Before the disciple could understand what was meant, countless iron fans appeared almost at the same time and surrounded the disciple.
"Shapeshifting Divine Blade!"
Countless iron fans started to spin instantly, and in a short while, they had rolled up a strong wind and sharp blades, making people dare not get close at all.
The disciple's whole body trembled, his eyes filled with surprise. He quickly concentrated his spiritual power and transferred it to the long sword, slashing fiercely in the direction of the sharp blade of the gale.
clang!
Not only did the long sword in his hand fail to break through the iron fan wall siege, but it was bounced back fiercely.
The sharp wind blade was getting closer and closer, and his hair was rolled up and then cut off.
After the disciple launched several consecutive attacks, his face turned increasingly pale. He was terrified and begged for mercy loudly, "I was wrong! Please let me go! I won't dare to deal with you again! I don't want the bounty. Please let me go! I'll do whatever you want me to do... Ahhhh——"
A shrill scream was heard.
Soon, it calmed down.
Yu Qiu raised his hand nonchalantly, and an iron fan fell into his hand. His expression was cold and somewhat inhuman.
Mu Yin limped towards Yu Qiu and asked, "Brother Qiu, did you kill him?"
Yu Qiu curled his lips and smiled, "Why? Are you worried about him?"
Mu Yin's eyes widened. "I feel sorry for myself! Humph, they were the ones who wanted to kill us in the first place, why should I feel sorry for an enemy? Brother Qiu, I also want to thank you for avenging me!"
"No need for thanks, just give me money." Yu Qiu looked at him.
Mu Yin's face fell when he heard this, and then he pretended to be righteous and said: "When can the relationship between us be measured by money? If you don't have money, you will get a beating."
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