At this moment, the old man's attack also came from behind Bai Qingcang. He raised his gun to defend himself, but was still knocked away.
Everyone stopped fighting, staring in disbelief at what had just happened. Bai Qingcang was incredibly powerful, having actually killed Jiang Linyun, a mid-stage Great Perfection expert, right before the eyes of a late-stage Great Perfection expert. And the same immobilization technique he'd used on Jiang Feng was even more terrifying. They believed none of them could withstand Bai Qingcang's attack, and they might even perish, suffering the same fate as Jiang Linyun.
In reality, many figures had gathered here, but many were merely there for show. They were all seasoned veterans; how could they easily risk their lives? However, in stark contrast to these individuals were the members of the Qingyun Sect. They were clearly determined to persevere to the bitter end, even if it meant fighting bloody battles until the very end!
Bai Qingcang, enduring the pain from his injuries, struggled to find his footing, gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, as if in a frenzy, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, shouting, "Since the founding of the Qingyun Sect, we have never been the first to instigate any conflict between sects. Even when you repeatedly provoked trouble, we always tolerated it and gave in. But now, you are actually trying to arrest Jiang Feng. Don't you know? Jiang Feng is the direct disciple of our Qingyun Sect's ancestor! If he suffers the slightest harm, your sect will surely face annihilation!"
Bai Qingcang's impassioned words resonated like a thunderclap through the crowd. Everyone present was stunned by his aura, especially when he mentioned the enigmatic Qingyun Patriarch. A chill ran down their spines, their scalps tingling. At this moment, the already tense situation seemed to have a glimmer of hope—their resolve began to waver.
However, at this crucial moment, a stern-faced old man slowly spoke, breaking the brief silence. His voice was deep and forceful, "Don't try to intimidate us with someone who has long since vanished! If she were truly still within your Qingyun Sect, how could you have ended up in such a disastrous situation?"
At this moment, a voice like a huge bell suddenly rang in the ears of everyone present: "You are right! The ancestor is indeed not here at the moment. However, I wonder if you have ever thought carefully about whether she will come back in the future. If there really comes such a day, how will you respond?" The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng naturally had his own calculations and intentions behind his actions. Earlier, he had secretly used telepathy to inform the people around him to quickly regulate their breathing and restore their spiritual energy. If the situation became dire and they found it difficult to resist the enemy, they should quickly retreat to the interior of the Qingyun Sect. After all, the Qingyun Sect was protected by an immortal-level formation, making it impregnable.
As everyone pondered this, a dark figure suddenly appeared in mid-air without warning, like a ghost. When everyone looked closely, they saw that it was a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man wore a robe as black as ink, its sleeves rustling in the wind. His face was impenetrable, as if meticulously carved by a sharp blade, with sharp angles and strong lines. His eyes were as deep as the ocean, like an endless dark abyss, revealing a chilling and terrifying aura. Even more astonishing, he emanated an unparalleled pressure, as if the air around him had become heavy and stagnant. Without a doubt, this was another peerless master who had reached the late stage of great perfection!
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and then his bone-chilling words rang out: "Humph, you little brat, still wet behind the ears, how dare you speak nonsense here, so arrogant!" As his voice fell, his sharp gaze swept across like lightning, shooting straight at where Jiang Feng and the others were. In an instant, everyone's heart tightened, and they all clearly felt that this person before them was no easy task, and was indeed extremely difficult to deal with.
Bai Qingcang gripped the spear tightly in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man warily, and said loudly: "Who are you? Are you trying to interfere in the affairs of my Qingyun Sect?"
The middle-aged man sneered, "I don't want to meddle in other people's affairs, but I can't stand you ants trying to threaten others." He slowly raised his hand, and spiritual energy gathered in his palm, forming a huge ball of light. The man then spoke, "Boy, you must think carefully! If the immortals could frequently appear in this world, wouldn't the entire world be plunged into chaos? Now, if you don't want the Qingyun Sect to be destroyed today, then follow us and leave!"
Guan Yu, now focused, asked the old dragon in the mysterious space, "Old Dragon, with the strongest power you can currently exert, if you lend me your energy, do I have the strength to fight them?"
After a moment of contemplation, the old dragon slowly responded, "If I were to infuse all of my spiritual energy into you, your cultivation might be able to rise to the early stages of Great Perfection in a short period of time. However, this would come at a price. Not only would I be forced into a prolonged dormant state, but your body would also likely suffer significant damage."
After hearing this, Guan Yu thought for a moment and then answered decisively, "My body has been tempered by the Nine-Turn Golden Body and Mind Method, so its toughness is naturally beyond words. So, please lend me a hand this time. After the task is completed, I will definitely find you a divine stone as a reward!"
The old dragon was overjoyed when he heard this: "If that's the case, I will go crazy with you once. Remember, one hour, only one hour." After saying that, the old dragon hovered in the space, divine light rising from his body, and bursts of pure spiritual energy came to Jiang Feng's whole body!
Seeing Jiang Feng no longer speaking, the old man took the lead and slashed over with a knife, shocking everyone. Bai Qingcang rushed up to protect Jiang Feng immediately, and at this moment, the mysterious middle-aged man disappeared from the spot and reappeared above Jiang Feng.
He grabbed Jiang Feng with one palm. Wang Fan was shocked and wanted to rescue Jiang Feng with his sword, but he was stopped by Bai Feng just as he was about to take action.
At this moment, Jiang Feng looked up at the giant palm, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!!!
“You deserve it!!!”
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