Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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Chapter 4070: Defeat the Enemy

At this moment, the most surprising person in my heart was undoubtedly Huang Qizhi.

He didn't see clearly what happened just now. But one thing he knew very well was that the young monk who came with him was extremely powerful and unpredictable, and it was not impossible to deal with the following people.

Qin Fengming's move this time was something he had already thought about.

Two spiritual slashes hit the opponent's magic weapon at the same time, and the terrifying energy explosion impact was amplified by him. Then with his strong physique and the power of the Xuanfeng Aotian Art, he reached the monk without any hindrance.

The middle-aged monk was not an ordinary person. The moment Qin Fengming appeared beside him, he felt something.

But just when he was about to snort and sacrifice a certain powerful treasure to kill Qin Fengming who invaded in front of him, a spiritual energy that suddenly frightened his soul suddenly wrapped around his body.

Without making a sound, the middle-aged monk's spirit fainted and he fainted.

Qin Fengming's soul was not even a little bit stronger than the opponent. With the pressure of the terrifying soul, he was imprisoned in an instant. It can be said that as long as they can invade the opponent's side, the monks in the realm of the gods have almost no resistance.

Relying on the mysterious Black Phoenix Escape Technique that can penetrate the void, Qin Fengming's attack this time can be described as extremely weird. Even he himself was greatly surprised by his escape skills at this time.

Since he advanced to the middle stage of divine connection, he has never fully used Xuanfeng Aotian Technique in a battle. This time he tried it, which made him very happy.

Although there is still a gap between his teleportation and escape skills at this time and those of powerful Xuan-level beings, he should definitely be considered among the best among the spiritual cultivators.

Looking at the young man who didn't seem to move his body but had already captured a middle-stage spiritual cultivator alive, the old man named Xie looked very solemn. The previous relaxed expression had long since disappeared.

"Junior, don't be complacent. No matter what weird magical power you just used, you can't escape today. Brother Xie, since Zhu is no match for this junior, you and I will work together to kill him."

The middle-aged monk surnamed Zhu had a ferocious look on his face, stared at Qin Fengming fiercely, and said in a serious voice.

Although his words were fierce, he no longer had the courage to fight Qin Fengming alone. He glanced at the old man named Xie not far away and said that he would join forces.

The shock in the heart of the old man named Xie at this moment was also difficult to suppress.

The number of times he has fought is unspeakable, and the number of cultivators he has seen is even more uncountable. But he has never seen a middle-stage spiritual cultivator resort to such terrifying means.

"Okay, you and I will work together to capture and kill this monk."

The shock in his heart was true, but the old man named Xie was not afraid. It is true that one of them was captured at this moment, but there are still four of them here.

And there are three people who are in the late stage and at the pinnacle of trance.

With such strength, even if they faced an ordinary early Xuan level monk, they would be able to fight.

"Hmph, you are also dignified people in the state of spiritual connection. Facing fellow Taoist Qin who is in the middle stage of spiritual connection, you actually want to join forces. If you have the courage, just fight with me alone. If you win, we will Not only will we hand over tens of millions of top-quality spiritual stones, but we will also obediently hand over double the amount."

Although Qin Fengming seemed to have captured one of the opponents easily, Huang Qizhi still felt a little uneasy when he saw that a late-stage spiritual master and a mid-stage cultivator were about to join forces.

He was sure that Qin Fengming could deal with the next late-stage divine or peak cultivator, but if the opponent teamed up, the winning rate would not be too high.

Although he knew that there were two other monks at the top of the spiritual realm who had not spoken yet, at this moment, Huang Qizhi had to take action and deal with the two people in front of him first.

After hearing what Huang Qizhi said, Qin Fengming immediately knew what he was thinking.

It was difficult for him to refuse Huang Qizhi's kindness.

"Two fellow Taoists, don't you plan to take action together?" Although he did not refuse Huang Qizhi, Qin Fengming turned around, looked at the two spiritual peak cultivators behind him, a man and a woman, and said with a slight smile.

Hearing what Qin Fengming said, Huang Qizhi, who had just calmed down a little, felt his heart agitate again.

He secretly called Qin Fengming troublesome. If the other party wins with more, then they are really in danger.

"Fellow Taoist means are not weak, but if we and the four of us are to join forces, you can't do it alone. I think just Brother Xie and Brother Zhu are enough to capture you two." Qin Fengming didn't seem to put too much emphasis on it. In his eyes, the male cultivator behind him who had regained his composure chuckled and spoke nonchalantly.

"That's such a pity. It seems that Qin needs to fight one more time." Qin Fengming also smiled and said reluctantly.

"Since Fellow Daoist Huang wants to stretch his hands and feet, let's take over Fellow Daoist Zhu. Fellow Daoist only needs to hold on for a dozen breaths, which is enough for Qin to capture Fellow Daoist Xie."

Qin Fengming's words silenced several people present at the same time.

At this moment, no one in the crowd thought that this monk was just a mid-level cultivator and was talking big words.

But if the old man surnamed Xie, who was in the late stage of spiritual enlightenment, could not hold on for more than ten breaths in front of the middle stage spiritual spiritual cultivator, he would never believe it.

"Junior is really hateful. Just try it. How can you restrain me in just ten breaths?"

The old man surnamed Xie shouted angrily, and with his hand between his eyebrows, a bright glow suddenly appeared on the spot. A red-yellow flying sword appeared, wrapped in the glow, and stabbed towards Qin Fengming.

"Very good, Qin Mou strikes back. Since fellow Taoist has taken action, Qin Mou will not be polite."

As he spoke, his hands quickly moved out. As soon as the words were spoken, the colorful sword blades flying all over the sky were already displayed on the scene.

One after another, they flashed and merged into each other as soon as they left their hands.

Before he could finish his words, dozens of huge swords that were more than ten feet in size were fused together and swept towards the long sword that was thrust towards him.

Amidst the series of roars, the red-yellow sword whined and flew backward.

"Ah, it's impossible. How could your attack be so powerful?" The old man surnamed Xie couldn't help but exclaimed when he sensed the life object that had fallen into the opponent's colorful horse.

But just when he exclaimed, the object of his destiny that he had been cultivating in his body for thousands of years actually lost his control under the bombardment of more than a dozen huge multi-colored horses from the opponent.

Before the shock in his heart had subsided, he saw more huge horses appearing in a flash, overwhelming towards where he was standing.

A terrifying force of imprisonment emerged and immediately enveloped his body.

At this moment, even if he wanted to use his escape technique to escape, it was no longer possible.

But in the end, he has great powers and can respond very quickly. Although he was shocked, his hands did not stop. As he waved his hand, a huge black shield appeared in front of him.

The roar suddenly resounded, and huge multicolored horses shot out, immediately enveloping the huge shield.

A roaring sound resounded, and a crisp sound echoed immediately.

The two-foot-long tough and thick shield, under the continuous slashing of the ten-foot-long huge multi-colored terrifying sword blades, finally lost its energy and shattered under the load.

"Junior, you think you can capture me with this method, you are really dreaming."

Just as the huge shield shattered, a voice of hatred was heard from more than twenty feet away. A wave of energy appeared, and the figure of the old man named Xie flashed onto the scene again.