Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The words of Qingxu Poison King reminded everyone, and eyes full of murderous intent fell on the middle-aged Taoist priest and Li Huafeng.

"King Qingxu Poison, even if you silence us today, Master can still guess that it was you who did it. Why do you have to make things so tense!?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said solemnly.

"Let's take action, everyone."

Qingxu Poison King smiled lightly and said: "He is stalling for time. Maybe the old man from Tianqing Temple will come to take care of him."

When everyone heard this, they all took out magic weapons and attacked the two of them.

The middle-aged Taoist priest roared angrily, and a mahogany sword flew out from his sleeve. While dealing with the surrounding attacks, he led Li Huafeng in an attempt to break out.

"It's interesting. Let that boy live. His talent is probably not bad, otherwise Tianqingguan wouldn't value him so much."

Qingxu Poison King suddenly laughed.

He was referring to Li Huafeng.

Almost all monks are selfish. The middle-aged Taoist priest is still protecting Li Huafeng at the critical moment of his life, which already explains a lot of problems.

"Junior brother, we should be doomed today."

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked a little desperate.

The monks who besieged him were all at the 10th level and 9th level of Qi refining. Although these people were just casual cultivators and were not very powerful, he could not withstand them for long by himself.

"Qingxu Poison King, don't just watch!"

A monk suddenly shouted dissatisfied.

Qingxu Poison King smiled, flicked his finger, and saw a flash of green light hitting the middle-aged Taoist priest's spiritual power shield, and the spiritual power shield was corroded in an instant.

Upon seeing this, the monks who were besieging the middle-aged Taoist monks all retreated to a certain distance with fearful expressions on their faces. Apparently they did not want to be touched by Qingxu Poison King's poisonous power.

"ah!!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest howled in pain. His body had been eroded by green poisonous gas, which was spreading to all parts of his body.

Li Huafeng stepped back several steps and looked at this scene in horror.

"Junior brother, run away quickly..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest slowly knelt on the ground. When he looked up again, the flesh and blood on his face had disappeared, revealing the white bones, and his face was very ferocious.

Li Huafeng was about to run for his life when he saw this, but was immediately kicked back by a monk. His inner energy was like a machete in front of Guan Gong's gate in front of his spiritual power.

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to work for you. I just joined Tianqing Temple not long ago, and I haven't even developed my spiritual veins yet!"

Li Huafeng suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Qingxu Poison King: "I have Qixiang's qualifications. It will definitely be useful to seniors to save my life!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was slightly startled, and a complex look flashed in his unmelted eyes. His master had misjudged his eyes. This little junior brother had no backbone...

"Seven-ring qualification!? No wonder, hahaha!"

Qingxu Poison King's eyes lit up slightly, and then he burst into laughter: "No wonder the old man from Tianqing Temple wants to accept you as his disciple. No wonder this guy wants to save you with all his life. Qualifications like yours are rare. .”

The monks around had strange expressions, some were envious, some were suspicious, and some were jealous.

Most of their qualifications are only two or three, and they were already past their prime when they came into contact with immortality, so the sect simply looked down upon them.

If they had the qualifications of Qi Xiang, maybe they would be at least the twelfth level of Qi Refining now, right? The foundation has even been established...

"Boy, if you don't lie, I am willing to accept you as my disciple and practice poisonous skills with me. However... in order to make me believe you, you have to kill him yourself."

Qingxu Poison King pointed at the middle-aged Taoist priest and said with a smile.

Li Huafeng stood up and rushed towards the middle-aged Taoist priest, already holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing madly:

"Senior brother, I'm sorry... I just want to survive!"

Puff puff!

The blood flowers were blooming red, and the middle-aged Taoist priest stared at Li Huafeng, the vitality in his eyes gradually fading away.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was already dead, but Li Huafeng continued to stab him. After stabbing him for hundreds of times, he slowly stopped. Then he looked at Qingxu Poison King in horror:

"Senior, I have done as you asked. I beg you to accept me as my disciple. I will be willing to serve your master for the rest of my life!"

"This guy……"

The surrounding monks looked at each other with a hint of fear in their eyes. If Qingxu Poison King accepts him as his disciple, it is estimated that in a few decades, there will be another vicious evil cultivator in the cultivation world here.

"It's easy to talk about."

King Qingxu Poison smiled and nodded, "Send the exercise books you bought this time to me."

"yes!"

Li Huafeng nodded quickly, took out a Kung Fu book from the middle-aged Taoist priest, and then walked towards Qingxu Poison King.

Rustling.

Everyone's expressions changed, and Li Huafeng paused slightly. They all looked in the same direction, and saw a figure suddenly walking out of the dense forest.

The visitor's eyes were closed tightly, as if he didn't see the scene in front of him.

"Fang Chen!"

Li Huafeng exclaimed, and then his eyes became extremely vicious, and he said sternly: "Senior, this person is also a monk. He must be silenced if he cannot leave alive!"

Everyone did not take action, but were a little afraid. How could the monk who suddenly appeared in such an occasion dare to show up without a few brushes?

Qingxu Poison King frowned slightly and looked at Fang Chen without saying anything.

"Li Huafeng's voice."

Fang Chen suddenly smiled and turned to face Li Huafeng: "Li Huafeng, it's such a coincidence that I can meet you in this place. What did you say to silence me just now?"

"Don't be pretentious. With your temperament, it's definitely not a coincidence that you appear here. You probably didn't expect it. You broke my fate, but I still worshiped Tianqing Temple. Now, there is a senior who plans to Accept me as your disciple!"

Li Huafeng sneered repeatedly, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes.

"Is it."

Fang Chen chuckled: "Which senior is planning to accept you as a disciple?"

"Boy, we met at Longjifang."

Qingxu Poison King narrowed his eyes and smiled strangely: "Are you just lucky enough to bump into us, or are you following us on purpose?"

"It turns out to be Qingxu Poison King. I'm being rude and disrespectful."

Fang Chen smiled and hugged his fists.

The surrounding monks were shocked and confused. One of them looked at Qingxu Poison King: "Poison King, is he an acquaintance of yours? Do you need to silence him?"

puff!

As soon as the monk finished speaking, he flew away some ten feet, and then landed heavily on the ground. A bloody hole had opened in his temple.

Not even the spiritual power that had been covering his body could block this killing move.

In mid-air, the small sword spun around, waiting for Fang Chen's next command.

The remaining monks took a deep breath and looked at Fang Chen in disbelief. The monk who was killed just now was at the tenth level of Qi Refining!

But the other party didn't even have time to react, and was killed instantly! ?

“There are too many people here and it’s inconvenient to talk.”

Fang Chen chuckled lightly, as if talking to himself.

But as soon as his words fell to the ground, a flash of silver light swept across with lightning speed, and one monk after another died without any resistance.

Before the last monk died, he finally saw clearly what was killing them!

"Flying sword!? Sword cultivator!?"

He howled miserably and died on the spot!

Sword cultivator? !

Song Yu said he was very domineering, and even Qingxu Poison King, who had defeated the Foundation Establishment cultivator, couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he heard the word "Sword Cultivator".

Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, Qingxu Poison King's eyes showed unprecedented solemnity, and his body quietly retreated.

As for Li Huafeng, he had already stood there, like a piece of wood.