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Wuji gritted his teeth, his face ashen, and stared intently in the direction where Su Feng and the others were.
With three against two, the opposing team clearly holds a significant advantage.
“That’s really too much!”
Wuji Qi trembled all over, and the veins on his face bulged.
"You destroyed my formation, ruined fifty years of my hard work! And now you want to kill my junior brother!"
"This blood feud... I will make you pay tenfold!!"
Extreme anger caused terrifying spiritual energy to overflow from his body!
The tree roots shook violently, and the once clear sun overhead was now covered with a thick layer of dust.
Boom!
Like a bolt from the blue, accompanied by a clap of thunder, a torrential downpour began, pouring down on this unremarkable corner of the mountains.
Standing on the slope, Uncle Nine sensed the astonishing spiritual energy below and couldn't help but swallow.
"Young Master Su, this person is no ordinary person, be careful."
Although he was far inferior to Su Feng in terms of cultivation, he could at least sense the overwhelming and terrifying aura of Wuji below!
I'm afraid his cultivation level is no lower than the third level of Qi Refining! He's even more troublesome than Wuchou from before!
"Hmm." Su Feng, unusually, did not refute and nodded.
At this moment, Su Feng also knew that he must not be careless when fighting against the Corpse Refining Sect!
Although the battle with Wuchou was won easily just now, it doesn't mean that the next battle will be the same.
"Young Master Su, leave the injured one over there to us!" Aunt Zhe patted Su Feng on the shoulder, exchanged a glance with Uncle Jiu, and the two seemed to understand each other perfectly, immediately knowing what to do.
Then it rushed down in the opposite direction!
After all, they were no match for Wuji, the leader, and forcing their way in would only be asking for trouble, and might even drag Su Feng down.
Why not pick an easy target and squeeze it hard?
The distant thunder gradually drew closer, and the falling rain curtain was also unveiling this earth-shattering decisive battle!
Su Feng slid down the slope quickly and stopped five meters away from Wuji.
"I didn't want to be your enemy, but what you've done is just too insidious, and I can't stand by and watch." Su Feng crossed his arms and stared coldly at Wuji.
"Dozens of lives in the Marshal's Mansion have died today because of you. Do you think you can escape responsibility for this?"
Wuji unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes scrutinizing Su Feng from head to toe, not missing a single detail.
After all, he needed to see clearly who this person was who could kill his junior brother.
No matter how he looked at him, the person in front of him was just a young man in his early twenties, with nothing particularly remarkable about him... except for the faint spiritual energy stirring in his dantian, which piqued his curiosity.
"Never mind..." Wuji laughed out loud, a laugh for himself.
As a seasoned veteran who has cultivated for decades, killing countless people and destroying countless souls, I almost lost my composure today because of a young man... What a disgrace!
"I don't care what methods you used to defeat my junior brother... but today I will not let you leave alive."
Wuji gripped the Soul-Suppressing Golden Ring tightly in his hand, raised his eyes and met Su Feng's gaze.
A war is about to break out!
……
Da da da--
Stepping on the muddy ground soaked by the rain, Uncle Nine and Aunt Sugarcane, holding their magical implements, quickly approached the other side where Wu Chi was.
The ground here is uneven, full of potholes, clearly indicating that a fierce battle has just taken place.
Michelle was bound by a golden ring and tied to one side, unable to move, while Jiang Dalong lay on the muddy ground, looking up at him with a disheveled expression.
"Junior sister, go and untie Jiang Dalong first..." Uncle Jiu said softly to Aunt Zhe, then moved a little and stood directly in front of Wu Chi.
Although Wu Chi's injuries were not serious and the bleeding had stopped, he was missing a leg, which made it difficult for him to move around. He could only slowly stand up by relying on the tree roots.
But his expression showed no fear. On the contrary, the anger that surged from hearing the news of his senior brother Wuchou's death was burning his eyes, turning them red and fiery!
"So it was you who killed my second senior brother?" Wu Chi lowered his head, his right hand gripping the bark so tightly that it left five finger marks!
Uncle Nine frowned slightly and said, "We are all cultivators, so theoretically I should address you as Brother Dao... I do not intend to fight you today."
Despite the Corpse Refining Sect's numerous misdeeds, it is undeniable that they left an indelible mark on the long river of history.
His Taoist skills are unparalleled, and his strength is formidable!
So while Uncle Nine feared them, he also felt a certain amount of respect for them.
Especially in this degenerate age, there are very few cultivators, and he did not want to continue killing each other.
If a better solution can be found, then there is no need to take any further action.
But... how could such a deep-seated blood feud be resolved so easily?
"Hehe—" Wu Chi suddenly burst into laughter, "Don't waste your breath here. My Corpse Refining Sect and your righteous sects are irreconcilable enemies. Only one of us can live, so why bother with these hypocritical words!"
He propped himself up and took out a magical artifact from behind him—a flute engraved with strange patterns.
"Although you have wiped out our sect, we have never bowed down to you, not in the past, and not today!"
In an instant, spiritual energy surged from Wu Chi's body, and a black and red aura emanated from around him.
Uncle Nine sensed the malice and quickly took two steps back, his expression showing a hint of helplessness.
It seems that persuasion is useless.
At the same time, Aunt Zhe ran to Jiang Dalong, untied him, and told him to run as far as he could and get back to the Marshal's Mansion as soon as possible, emphasizing that his own safety was the most important thing.
But Jiang Dalong refused to leave, insisting on ensuring Michelle's safety before taking her home.
Although Aunt Zhe usually had no good feelings towards these warlords and even despised their atrocities, she was somewhat moved today by the genuine love Jiang Dalong had for Michelle.
Well, we can only make him step aside for now and not approach him rashly.
Just as Jiang Dalong got up to dodge, a clear flute sound came from afar.
Before I could even react, a thin layer of frost slowly covered the ground beneath my feet!
"Come on!"
Without any hesitation, Aunt Zhe grabbed Jiang Dalong and ran away into the distance!
Chichichi——
To the accompaniment of melodious flute music, the frost on the ground was spreading rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it had completely covered the area around Wu Chi!
Even the surface of the tree roots around were covered with frost!
It's like being in a snowy wonderland, with everything in sight being pure white!
“This magical artifact…” Uncle Nine stepped aside, looking at the changes happening around him with a look of horror.
Just now, Wu Chi only played the flute in his hand, and the scene immediately changed!
Even the temperature started to drop sharply!
Could it be that the flute has the ability to change the temperature of the current space?
Standing on the ice, Wu Chi released the Longevity Bone-Carving Flute from his lips, raised his head, and coldly looked at Uncle Nine, "All of you, die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the Longevity Bone-Carving Flute again and began to play it quickly.
As the flute music played, the surrounding scenery transformed once again!
The raindrops falling from above turned into ice spikes as they approached this area, falling towards Uncle Nine!
Uncle Nine was shocked and quickly moved to avoid it, taking out a Fiery Talisman to blast open the rain of falling ice spikes in front of him!
Unfortunately, the rain was too heavy, and the talismans hidden in the cuffs were all soaked by the rain, completely losing their effectiveness!
"Oops!"
Uncle Nine immediately sensed something was wrong. He looked up and saw a barrage of ice spikes raining down, about to pierce his head!
At this critical moment, Aunt Zhe rushed over, silently chanting an incantation, channeling spiritual energy into her magical weapon, and then unleashing a flurry of slashes upwards! She actually managed to intercept all the ice spikes!
"Senior brother, let me lend you a hand!"
Seeing how energetic Auntie Zhe was, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile.
It had been so long since the two siblings had fought side by side.
"it is good!"
Uncle Nine clapped his hands together and shouted, "I'll use the wooden stake technique to restrain him. Junior Sister, find an opportunity to get close and snatch the magic weapon from his hand!"
"He's currently immobile and without his magical artifact, he's simply unable to continue fighting!"
With concerted efforts, we can achieve unstoppable progress!
……
The battle between Uncle Nine and Wu Chi has begun.
Meanwhile, Su Feng and Wuji also began their battle.
The two, one on the left and one on the right, ran into the nearby woods, constantly battling each other.
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One moment they clashed with the power of lightning, the next they competed with raging fire!
After a battle, Su Feng also experienced the power of the Corpse Refining Sect.
"As expected of the Corpse Refining Sect, which gathers all the Daoist arts in the world, they actually know this Fiery Palm!"
Su Feng was slightly surprised.
Although in terms of power, the opponent's Fiery Palm was clearly not as strong as ours after it was upgraded!
However, this move only succeeds in its surprise attack. If it were used in person, even a fool would avoid it. Why would someone just stand there and take a beating?
Therefore, we have no choice but to find another way!