64: C64 One Word to Break the Enemy

C64 One Word to Break the Enemy

The middle-aged stall owner who was selling Shen Qingfeng's pill furnace was also among the crowd. His eyes revealed a look of shock because he couldn't tell what this strike was.

He had personally investigated just now and did not find any True Qi on Shen Qingfeng's body. What did this prove? The other party's cultivation base was far above his!

His gaze lingered on the worn-out pill furnace, and he secretly sighed in his heart.

He realized that he seemed to have missed out on a treasure.

"Stop him!" The man in the gray shirt shouted. Things had developed to this point, and there was no way to resolve this peacefully.

He admitted that he was a little regretful. He looked away. The other party was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. He originally thought that he was an ordinary rich kid, but he did not expect him to be such a ruthless person!

He had to make a move. Otherwise, if the thunder was loud and the rain was small, wouldn't it be a disgrace if the news spread out?

At that time, not to mention that he could not survive in the Pugilistic World, even the family immortals would not be able to forgive him!

His figure retreated rapidly, pulling away the distance between him and Shen Qingfeng. He closed his eyes and formed a seal, and his feet moved according to a certain rhythm.

He mumbled something under his breath and shook his head. The movement of his body was getting bigger and bigger, as if he had gone mad.

Great God of Jump!

This was a ceremony to invite a god to mount a horse. The acupoints of these disciples had been modified by some kind of existence, and they were especially easy to be possessed.

At this moment, the gray-clothed man was using the acupoints of his entire body to communicate with the existence of the underworld, inviting the god to possess his body!

Shen Qingfeng stood on the spot, coldly looking at the other party's movements. The surrounding disciples who were about to make a move were all feeling nervous, and did not dare to approach at all.

Although this group of people called themselves disciples, only the grey-robed man had the true ability. This fellow's cultivation was only at the early Houtian realm, but his means were quite strange.

"Sigh... The sun is setting... The sky was dark... Sigh... Sigh..."

"Let's welcome Da Xian Er... with her upper body!"

The gray-clothed man let out shrill cries, and a trace of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth. A gust of chilly wind appeared out of nowhere, and the temperature dropped significantly.

Shen Qingfeng looked with his Dharma Eyes and found that a trace of life force had suddenly disappeared from his body. A large mass of Yin Qi emerged from his back, and gradually condensed into the shape of a huge weasel. The weasel was baring its teeth at them.

"This is simply incurable. Let this beast possess him and cripple his cultivation path..."

The gray-clothed man had used up his lifespan just to borrow the strength of others. This kind of technique was also present in ancient cultivation, but it was much more brilliant and was classified as an evil cultivation.

Shen Qingfeng suddenly felt a bit dispirited. He had no interest in exchanging blows with a beast.

In Buddhism, they were all creatures of the beast path without reincarnation.

They were not good things in Taoism. After being touched, their luck was also low.

At this time, the gray-clothed man's entire body began to violently tremble, as if he had gone mad. His two eyes released a horrifying light, completely devoid of human emotions.

His realm also began to rise, and soon reached the middle Houtian realm. There were still no signs of stopping...

"Get lost!!"

At this time, Shen Qingfeng suddenly attacked. He gathered all of his true essence, and with a loud shout, he exploded in the air!

A transparent ripple quickly spread out, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.

The man in gray was at a critical stage when he suddenly heard a cold shout. It was like a demonic sound that filled his ears, causing his blood to churn. The existence within his body seemed to have been frightened, and it let out a shrill cry.

He suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. The other party had actually forcefully interrupted his spell!

What terrified him even more was that an aged voice sounded in his heart. "Kid, you actually dare to provoke such a terrifying opponent for the Ancestor. The losses this time will have to be compensated for by you."

"No, Great Immortal, spare me... Ah!!"

He fell to his knees, his body trembling like a pan. His life force was rapidly diminishing, and more than half of his hair had turned white. Even his face had aged considerably.

This weasel saw that the situation was not good to escape. Before it left, it even snatched away the lifespan of this disciple and almost sucked him dry!

"Boss... you... Are you alright?"

A group of disciples gathered around him, worried to death.

They were afraid that if Shen Qingfeng wanted to settle the score with them, no one would be able to stop him. They wanted to leave first.

"A single word is enough to scare people to such an extent. What is the cultivation base of this young man?"

The expressions of the surrounding people changed. Although the disciples who came out weren't as powerful as the major powers in the cultivation world, they had a large number of people, and they acted in a domineering manner without any scruples. Why did they lose so quickly this time?

"It's not that the youth is that powerful. This person suffered a backlash from his cultivation. It seems like he won't be able to cultivate to his home!"

Some 'discerning eyes' saw through the trick. The people around that cold shout also heard it. Although his Qi and blood were shaken to the point of surging, it was not to the extent of severely injuring a Pre-Sky Realm expert.

When the middle-aged stall owner heard that straightforward person's analysis, he felt quite disdainful in his heart.

That disciple who went out just now had clearly succeeded in inviting his spirit into the body. How could it be a problem with the cultivation method?

He secretly sized Shen Qingfeng up and down, his eyes filled with fear.

Originally, he was hoping that after Shen Qingfeng was injured, he would wait for an opportunity to snatch the pill furnace back.

Now, he quietly took a few steps back, afraid that he would get himself into trouble.

"Let's go!"

Shen Qingfeng hugged the pill furnace and could not be bothered to take another look.

The sins of the heavens could still be forgiven. He deserved it, but he couldn't live.

He was willing to fall and be enlisted by the army, and he was even used as nourishment to suck up his lifespan. Who could be blamed?

"You... don't leave!"

At this moment, with the help of someone else, the gray-clothed man struggled to get up.

His clothes were covered in blood and dirt, and he was in a sorry state. In particular, his spiritual essence was almost sucked dry, and he looked like an evil ghost that had just crawled out of hell. He looked like a completely different person from before.

"Do you dare to leave behind your name?!"

He was not convinced. Even at this point, he was still eloquent.

"Shen Qingfeng."

"What a good Shen Qingfeng! At the end of the year, Northeast Mountain Forest held a treasure gathering. This was a huge event that shook the entire cultivation world. When the time comes, we welcome Young Master Shen to come and retrieve the treasure!"

"Wah..."

After he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood. The group of youths were flustered, afraid that this person would die in the next second.

"Alright!"1

When Shen Qingfeng heard the words Treasure Gathering, his eyes moved, but his footsteps did not stop.

If what the other party said was true, why not make a trip?

When the gray-clothed man heard that the other party agreed, a bitter smile appeared on his face. His eyes rolled back, and he finally fainted.

"Brother... Brother... Wake up!"

"Big Brother, don't die!"

...

The chaos in the Treasure Trading Convention was still ongoing. Everyone looked at the youth with a seemingly weak background, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

...

When they reached the parking spot, Xu Jing opened the trunk of the Land Rover.

Shen Qingfeng held the rusty pill furnace and carefully put it in. His eyes were filled with joy. This pill furnace was the biggest gain of this trip.

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