"This lightning is so vast, it must be the elder of the Tianlei Sect taking action!"
"Oh no! The Jindan seniors are fighting. Run away!"
Accompanied by several shouts, the entire venue suddenly became chaotic.
The sounds of footsteps, crying, and cursing suddenly intertwined together, and everyone ran towards the exit desperately.
Lei Ming's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He was about to explain, but Fairy Wumeng did not give him a chance.
She raised her hand and rushed towards Lei Ming and Qin Zhenshan, laughing arrogantly.
"Lei Ming, Qin Zhenshan, you call yourselves upright people, but when it comes to fighting, have you ever cared about the lives of these cultivators?"
Lei Ming and Qin Zhenshan were furious and wanted to defend themselves, but in this situation, facing the full force of Fairy Wumeng, they really didn't dare to slack off.
Although the two did not want to hurt too many innocent people, they were unable to do so under the current circumstances.
Qin Zhenshan roared angrily, and golden light shone brightly in his palm as he slapped forward to meet the attack.
Lei Ming was not to be outdone, with lightning flashing all around him, like a thunder god descending to the earth.
He waved his arms, and bolts of lightning burst out from his palms, carrying a breath of destruction, and bombarded towards Fairy Wumeng.
The three powerful forces collided with each other, and with a loud "bang", the air waves rolled, shaking the surrounding tables and chairs to pieces again, and even cracks appeared on the ground.
Dozens of cultivators were affected by the aftermath of the fight between the three men and vomited blood from their mouths.
Some were unlucky enough to be at the center of the impact and lost their lives instantly.
Fairy Wumeng's smile deepened, and she pretended to be surprised while dealing with the two people's moves.
"Lei Ming, Qin Zhenshan, in order to retrieve the mica flower and the Thunder Dragon Spear, you two actually fought me here, disregarding the lives of innocent cultivators. Are you finally stopping your pretense?"
Qin Zhenshan frowned and shouted coldly, "Shut up, witch! It was clearly you who attacked first! As long as you stop, I will never hurt anyone innocent."
Lei Ming also gritted his teeth and said, "What a Xuanyin Sect! They are worthy of being a demon sect. They really will do anything to achieve their goals!"
Fairy Wumeng covered her lips and giggled, "You're two against one, and you still want me to stop? I won't fall for your tricks."
The three of them fought back and forth without mercy.
Spiritual power raged, air waves rolled, cracks began to appear on the surrounding stone pillars, some even collapsed directly, and the entire venue became shaky.
The aftermath of the battle raged like a gale, and monks were constantly being ruthlessly swept into it, injured, or even killed.
Seeing such a tragic scene, Qin Zhenshan and Lei Ming's faces suddenly turned ashen, but at this time they were already in a difficult situation.
Fairy Wumeng's attack was fierce and every move was deadly. If they retreated even a little, they would probably be in danger.
"Wumeng, you're going too far!"
Qin Zhenshan roared angrily, and the golden light in his palm became brighter.
A giant golden palm, carrying the momentum to split mountains and rocks, slapped towards Fairy Wumeng fiercely.
Thunder followed closely behind, and the lightning around her body turned into lightning snakes, with bared fangs and claws, biting towards Fairy Wumeng.
Fairy Wumeng's body swayed, as light as willow catkins, avoiding the attacks of the two people.
A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the spiritual power in her hands surged, turning into a huge spiritual power vortex, sucking all the attacks of the two into it.
Then it suddenly exploded, and the terrifying energy almost blew away the entire venue in an instant.
"boom!"
"Oh no! The venue is about to collapse!"
"If you keep fighting, I'll really have to die here today."
"I was attending a forum for no apparent reason, but I unexpectedly ran into this lunatic! Help! I don't want to die..."
Amidst the chaos, Meng Wan stood up.
"My fellow Daoists, it is not advisable to stay here for long. To avoid being affected, please follow me and evacuate through the back door."
Meng Wan's clear voice echoed throughout the venue, and everyone seemed to have found their backbone and cheered up.
"Yes, yes, let's go!"
Upon hearing this, the monks hurriedly followed Meng Wan and rushed towards the back door.
Seeing that everyone had almost evacuated, Fairy Wumeng laughed loudly and soared into the sky.
Qin Zhenshan and Lei Ming looked at each other, and hurriedly followed, both flying into the sky and fighting with Fairy Wumeng again.
The figures of the three people shuttled in the sky, and their spiritual powers collided, erupting with roars, like thunder, echoing over the entire market.
The monks in the market town came out of their homes, looked up, and were shocked by the scene.
When the three fought, the fluctuations in spiritual power caused even made some monks with low cultivation feel palpitations and dared not look directly at them.
"What's going on? Isn't fighting forbidden in the market? Why are these Jindan seniors fighting?"
"Heh, rules are used by the strong to restrain the weak. If you have the cultivation base of the Golden Core Stage, you can also break the rules!"
However, while everyone was discussing this matter, the news that Qin Zhenshan and Lei Ming, two Jindan cultivators, openly fought at an exchange meeting hosted by the Holy Son of Xuanyin Sect and killed many cultivators spread quickly throughout the market like wings.
The news became more and more outrageous.
At first it was just a rumor, but the aftermath of the battle affected hundreds of monks.
Later, for some reason, it was spread that Qin Zhenshan and Lei Ming went on a killing spree, attacking in anger at the exchange meeting, and almost all the cultivators in the exchange meeting were killed.
And the message doesn’t stop there.
"I heard that Qin Zhenshan once killed his master and six of his fellow disciples in order to seize a treasure."
An experienced monk whispered, with a hint of trembling in his voice.
"Lei Ming is no pushover either. In order to refine an elixir, he once went so far as to capture all the disciples of an entire sect to use as medicine. It's said that the pile of corpses of those disciples was higher than a mountain."
Another person echoed, fear in his eyes.
The news was spread with details and details, and with the "secrets" spread by people with ulterior motives, the rumor spread even more fiercely.
For a moment, curses were heard everywhere in the market.
"What the hell is the righteous path? How is this different from practicing evil?"
"The so-called decent people are nothing but butchers who take human lives lightly."
When the market town was in chaos, Meng Wan had already taken advantage of the disorder to return to the Nine-Curve Array and guarded the only way out within the array.
After creating chaos for so long, it's finally time to reap the rewards.
"Sage Meng!"
As soon as Meng Wan showed up, someone saw her from a distance and ran over with a look of surprise on her face.
"I've been wandering around here for a long time and thought I was lost, but I didn't expect to meet Meng Shengzi here!"
The man's face was filled with joy of surviving the disaster, and his eyes were full of gratitude.
He was about to say something else when he suddenly realized something was wrong. His eyes widened and he stepped back suddenly.
Meng Wan expressionlessly activated the Blood Demon Heavenly Evil Technique, sucking all the blood out of the man's body before casually throwing his shriveled corpse away.
His tone was cold, as if he was explaining something to that person, but also as if he was talking to himself.
"You actually believed that I would help you? I'm a demon cultivator."
Meng Wan shook her head and took the initiative to look for her target in the formation.
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