Fantasy: I, the one who extracts all things, is an eternal coercion!

Wait until everything calms down.

On the solid and heavy ground, there appeared a clearly visible cut mark tens of meters long.

Looking at it, I feel terrified.

As for the bandit leader, he had already been cut in half without making any sound.

"This...is this the true strength of Master Immortal Master?!"

"Such divine power, I'm afraid no one can match it!"

"I'm afraid it's a fairy descending to earth, so it's nothing more than that!"

Facing such a shocking scene, the county captain and his party in the distance.

Everyone seemed to be raving in a dream, their expressions dull.

"Roar!"

Before they could react, there was a terrifying tiger roar.

A giant yellow-white tiger with a length of several meters and full of vicious aura slowly jumped out of the nearby forest.

And on the huge head of the giant tiger, there was a man in black robe sitting cross-legged on it.

"Jumping Tiger?!"

Seeing this, Zhang Feibai frowned slightly.

The tone was very calm, not surprising at all.

As early as knowing that one of these gangsters has a guru.

He was basically sure that Jumping Jianhu had something to do with this group of gangsters.

"Clap!"

The black-robed man sitting on the tiger's head clapped his hands.

"Jie Jie, what a powerful blade glow, what pure spiritual power, and the magic weapon used is also a high-quality one."

"Boy, you should be a genius of the Cangshan School, the focus of training!"

From the hood, the projected gaze.

Can feel the greed and joy in his heart.

"Being able to kill these wastes with a single blow with the cultivation base of the early stage of Qi refining is considered to be some strength!"

In that tone, Zhang Feibai was not taken seriously at all.

After all, for ordinary practitioners in the early stage of refining qi.

Such an astonishingly powerful knife must consume all the spiritual power in the whole body to cut it out.

But what he didn't know was the knife just now.

It's just that Zhang Feibai took the knife a little seriously.

The Cangshan Eight Forms, which have been promoted to the lower level of the Mysterious Rank, are far more powerful than this.

Compared with the huge spiritual power in the body, it is like the sea.

The previous consumption is almost negligible.

"Great completion of the Qi refining period?"

Staring at the man in black on the tiger's head, Zhang Feibai's face twitched slightly.

The information given by this sect is too unreliable!

There is one more deputy leader of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The bandit leader changed from refining to the ninth level of Qi refining.

Forget it too.

How come there is a man in black robe who can control the seven-story jumping tiger in the Qi refining period, and the Qi refining is perfect.

He finally figured it out, when he was carrying out the task.

Don't rely too much on the information given by the sect.

Zhang Feibai estimated that many disciples might have died just like this, on the way to carry out the mission.

"Boy, you don't have any chance of winning when you meet me, so you better obediently catch me with nothing!"

Staring at Zhang Feibai, the man in black said sadly.

"Otherwise, you will know what life is better than death!"

Zhang Feibai was not moved at all, and glanced lightly.

"The last person who told me this, the grass on the grave is now three meters high!"

In the light tone, there is no trace of emotional fluctuations.

"Jie Jie, I hope you can be so calm after a while!"

The man in black didn't care about this.

As a genius cultivated by the sect, it is normal to have arrogance.

He stretched out his hand and patted the jumping tiger who sat down.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a tiger roar, there was a sudden gust of wind.

Seeing this change, Zhang Feibai immediately became vigilant.

Not much, in an eerie atmosphere.

The surroundings of Tiaojianhu suddenly became crowded with people.

Taking a closer look, these figures had hideous faces and ragged clothes.

There are hundreds of them.

If I didn't guess wrong, these should be the villagers who were looted.

"Jie Jie, after I sacrifice your blood, my cultivation will be restored!"

Staring at Zhang Feibai, the black-robed man's eyes were full of greed.

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As long as the blood is sacrificed to Zhang Feibai, not only the wounds on his body can be healed.

Maybe it's possible to go one step further!

"The monks in the late stage of Qi refining are no match for the master!"

"The master is invincible, boy, you are dead!"

"Nobody survives these ghosts!"

"Master, you used to be a strong man in the liquid condensation period, you are finished!"

Some surviving bandits immediately gathered behind the man in black.

Seeing the ghost image summoned by the jumping jianhu, he immediately started shouting excitedly again.

Even looking at Zhang Feibai's eyes became like looking at a dead person.

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"Ah! This black-robed man is actually a strong man in the Foundation Establishment Condensation Stage!"

"Master Immortal Master's cultivation is at the early stage of Qi Refining Realm!"

"My God! Isn't that the end?"

Hearing the cries of the surviving gangsters, the county lieutenant and his party suddenly turned ashen, with despair in their eyes.

Once Zhang Feibai was killed, they didn't think they could escape.

And the other party is very likely, before the Cangshan faction comes again.

Carnage wildly, and then walk away.

Similar things have not happened before.

Regarding the clamor of the gangsters, there is also the despair of the county captain and others.

Zhang Feibai didn't even take it to heart, his eyes were fixed on hundreds of ghosts.

These should all be eaten by the jumping tiger and become ghosts.

Counting it, it was his first time dealing with ghosts.

"Roar!"

The jumping tiger roared, and the surrounding ghosts immediately moved.

"Woooo..."

With a wailing sound, all the ghosts swarmed towards Zhang Feibai.

"Eight Forms of Cangshan Mountain-Zhan Kong."

"Absolutely empty!"

Seeing the ghost rushing towards him quickly, Zhang Feibai backed away.

He cut out tentatively, two sword lights.

"bass!"

The blue sword light swept out, cutting the ghost into two pieces.

In the next moment, the ghosts that had been cut apart were immediately glued together again.

In Zhang Feibai's perception, the ghost's aura suddenly weakened a bit.

It will take a lot of time to kill these ghosts.

But it was obvious that the man in black would not give him this time.

"Roar!"

Roaring and jumping up from the ground, the Jumping Tiger flew over with the man in black.

The bloody mouth is so big that it makes people's legs go weak just looking at it.

But Zhang Feibai was extremely calm, and put away the Wujin knife in his hand.

Since the slashing with a long knife is not effective against ghosts.

Then try your fists, try your thick qi and blood.

"If you want to catch it now, it's too late!"

"If I don't kill you, the master will not stop!"

"Besides death, boy, you have no other way to go!"

Seeing his movements, the surviving gangsters shouted loudly, their faces full of joy.

In the distance, the county lieutenant and his party collapsed on the ground with their feet limp.

"Why did Master Xianshi put away the knife?"

"Could it be that you want to surrender?!"

"Ah! I'm doomed!"

His eyes were dull, his lips trembled, and he murmured tremblingly.

The ghost is approaching, with a bloody mouth on top of its head.

Zhang Fei had no fear on his pale face, and a gleam in his eyes.

Under the urging of spiritual power, the blood in the whole body suddenly boiled violently.

The gust of wind suddenly rises, spiritual power transforms into wind.