C186 You are a very unqualified sparring partner

Peng Tong was standing behind Yi Yan, and upon hearing Kuang Qi's words, he couldn't help but give a mischievous laugh. "Old man, I really don't know, how about you teach me?"

Kuang Qi raised his head, and casted a sidelong glance at Peng Tong, as he said with disdain: "Kid, you don't even know this? "Come, come, come, come. Grandfather will teach you a lesson. That's a dead word …"

After saying that, Kuang Qi suddenly regained his senses, and fiercely glared at Peng Tong, and bellowed: "Brat, you dare mess with me?!"

Relying on the fact that he had his master, Peng Tong laughed without the slightest hint of care. "So what if I'm playing with you? Bite me! "

When Shangguan Hong heard this, he laughed until her branches started to flutter and she was completely out of breath. Even the normally stern Si Bailing couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile of understanding.

Lu Cheng felt extremely embarrassed. He only felt that in order to curry favor with, he had been too hasty in his decision to request her to lead the way, and this arrogant and conceited Kuang Qi had completely disgraced his own Ganlang Sect.

Coughing lightly, Lu Cheng took a step forward and used his Sound Transmitting to speak to Kuang Qi, "Elder Kuang Qi, don't fall for this brat's trick. We are here to kill!"

At the same time, he raised his voice and shouted, "Kid, don't you dare talk nonsense! You destroyed my Jing and Mai, but you still dare to stay here! Today, is the day your souls scatter! "

After receiving Lu Cheng's Sound Transmitting, Kuang Qi also came to his senses.

He was just a bit arrogant and irritable. He was an old fellow who had lived for thousands of years, but he wasn't stupid at all.

After Lu Cheng finished speaking, Kuang Qi glanced at Yi Yan and continued in a sinister manner: "You are Yi Yan right? But you killed my Senior Brother Kuang Rong in the Immortal Pavilion? Humph! "Brat, prepare to die!"

The moment he finished speaking, without waiting for Yi Yan's reply, a low rank Immortal Artifact s flying sword flew out of his hands and went straight for Yi Yan's Dantian.

With a cold expression, Yi Yan's eyes slightly narrowed.

Kuang Qi was the second strongest expert among the seven people who tried to rob him back then, only second to him in terms of cultivation.

Han Qi had already died an unbearable death due to the Necropolis of God, the other three Mahayana Period experts had already flown up, and now, of the seven people remaining, only Kuang Yu, Kuang Qi and Kuang Biao were in Cultivation Realm.

Before flying into the Immortal Realm, he had to at least get rid of these three people!

Yi Yan made up his mind.

In a flash, Kang Qi's flying sword arrived in front of Yi Yan.

With a cold snort, the Asura Lance suddenly raised its hand and heavily smashed into the back of the flying sword.

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Kuang Qi who was flying let out a groan as his mind trembled.

Yi Yan had also retreated back a hundred meters, his face pale white as he watched every single movement that Kuang Qi made.

It was just that no one noticed that the corner of Yi Yan's mouth slightly raised up as if he was plotting something.

Even though he had suffered some light injuries himself, those minor injuries were only healed in an instant to Kuang Qi.

On the contrary, he was even more certain of his own judgement: Yi Yan's injuries had not completely healed yet. If he were to use his full strength, he would definitely not be his match!

Thinking up to here, Kuang Qi's spirit was immediately lifted, and with a thought, he charged towards the flying sword that was flying at an angle while sweeping past Yi Yan's body. Kuang Qi pulled himself together, and once again launched an attack on Yi Yan.

Meanwhile, Yi Yan didn't seem to be in a very good state, he could only barely resist Kuang Qi's attacks, and was continuously beaten back.

By the time Kuang Qi launched his attack on Yi Yan, Lu Cheng had already led the other disciples to charge forward.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Yunlei and the other four were surrounded by the many disciples of the Ganlang Sect.

While they were busy, Shangguan Hong's anxious voice appeared in the minds of several people. "Master, what's wrong? Could it be that the injuries recovered from the Sword Sect have not healed yet? "

All of them were just as worried as Shangguan Hong was, it was just that the absolute trust they had for their master for a long time made them not think too much about it. Now that Shangguan Hong had pointed it out, they all felt a little anxious.

Peng Tong was even more dazed, and was pierced by a Ganlang Sect disciple's flying sword.

Fortunately, the flying swords and magical equipment they were using were Top-grade Spiritual Artifact s that Yi Yan had specially refined for them, and their fleshly bodies were much tougher than ordinary cultivators after training in the Nine Revolutions Indestructible Vajra Body technique. Otherwise, with this sword, even if Peng Tong did not die, he would still be severely injured.

Even so, Peng Tong was still knocked back several hundred meters by the huge impact of the flying sword before he managed to stabilize himself.

Peng Tong, who was worried about his Master's safety, did not realize that he had actually been successfully ambushed. He was so angry that his face turned red, and in the hundreds of years since he had stepped into the Cultivation Realm, he was the only one to harm others.

Swinging the blade in his hand, Peng Tong stared with a pair of blood red eyes, wanting to leave the defensive circle formed by his seniors and seniors, and rush into the Ganlang Sect Disciples to engage in a slaughter.

Fortunately, Shangguan Ding, who was standing beside him, had reacted quickly and blocked his path. It was only then that Peng Tong did not rashly rush out to die.

It was just that Peng Tong didn't seem to appreciate Junior Brother's good intentions and was about to walk around Shangguan Ding's side.

Just as one of them was determined to charge out and the other was doing his utmost to stop them, the voice of the usually calmest, Si Bailing, resounded in their minds, "Junior Brother, calm down. Master's situation is not as dangerous as you think. Did you notice that when Master fought with Kuang Qi, the speed at which he could unleash his spear was at least half slower than before? Furthermore, every time he attacked, he would dodge Kuang Qi's attacks dangerously. From my point of view, Master probably has two reasons for doing so: one is to lure away this expert Kuang Qi, and give us the chance to kill a large number of Ganlang Sect disciples; the other is to give Kuang Qi the illusion that he would underestimate Master's strength, and that he would need only a bit more effort to kill Master. In my opinion, Master isn't only targeting Kuang Qi, otherwise, he would have already killed him. Master is releasing the strings, preparing to lure the snake out of its cave, and call out those Rogue Immortals from the Tianqian Sect, and get rid of them here! "

Xie Yunlei and the others pondered for a moment, then nodded in deep agreement.

This should be the most reasonable explanation for his master's strange behavior.

In fact, Si Bailing did not guess wrong. Yi Yan did indeed have such a plan.

Unfortunately, we can only guess what Yi Yan was thinking, and that's all. Even the other disciples were worried for their Master's safety, so how could we have any high hopes for the arrogant Elder Kuang Qi?

This situation fit with what Kuang Qi had guessed previously, he wouldn't believe it even if he wanted to!

The worry in Xie Yunlei's heart was completely put down. The five of them had fully displayed their powerful fighting strength, and the effect of the three years of daily sparring with the disciples of the Sword Sect was completely displayed at this moment.

Once Xie Yunlei, who was in the early stages of the heavenly tribulation, gave it his all, even Lu Cheng, who was in the late stages of the heavenly tribulation, could only retreat continuously.

For a moment, even though the Ganlang Sect disciples had surrounded the five of them, they were like dogs biting hedgehogs; they had no way of eating them at all.

Inside the encampment of the Herba Fang Sect sect, two figures, one white and one blue, dashed like lightning towards the forbidden area behind the mountain.

Not only did the disciples on the way not stop them, they even bowed and greeted them as they passed by. They were extremely respectful.

When they stopped in front of an inconspicuous cave, they realized that the white-robed young man was Herba Fang Sect's Second Elder, Zuoqiu Han. To be able to travel with him, the other blue-robed, middle-aged man with a dignified appearance was most likely of high status.

After standing still at the entrance of the cave, Zuoqiu Han gave a light bow to the cave entrance. "Senior Brother Chunyu, Zuoqiu Han, I request an audience."

A long while later, a calm and collected voice could be heard from within the mountain cave, "Junior Brother Zuo Qiu, Martial Nephew Gui, please come in."

The two of them respectfully bowed at the door again before walking in.

From the outside, this cave didn't look that eye-catching. The green vine covered most of the cave entrance, if an ordinary person were to see it, they would immediately judge that no one had been here for countless years.

However, after entering the cave, one would find that the cave wasn't as gloomy and humid as one would have imagined after passing through the restriction placed at the entrance of the cave. On the contrary, under the illumination of light that was reflected from an unknown place, although the zigzag path was rugged, it was definitely not difficult to traverse, especially for cultivators with high levels of cultivation.

Not long after, Zuoqiu Han and the dignified blue-robed man, who were also the s, passed through another turning point.

In front of him was a small valley about a mile long and wide.

The walls of the valley were precipitous cliffs that reached into the clouds, surrounding the valley in the middle.

Covering the surrounding mountains, the small valley appeared extremely tranquil amidst the waves of insects and birds chirping.

In the sky above the valley, under the illumination of the sun, streams of overflowing colors flashed from time to time, outlining a blurry roof.

Clearly, this place was completely hidden.

This place was the secluded cultivation location of all the great elders in the Herba Fang Sect. Other than the grand elder and a limited number of people designated by the elders, no one was qualified to even enter this Sect Leader.

However, even though he was very curious about this place, he still split off a strand of his consciousness and secretly observed his surroundings. At the same time, he respectfully followed behind Zuoqiu Han and headed towards the center of the valley where the only wooden house was by the lake.

It was clear that this was not Zuoqiu Han's first time here. He took a detour left and right with him, and sometimes even walked back while backwards, avoiding all of the hidden attack restrictions, as if he was extremely familiar with everything here.

While Kuang Qi was launching his attack on Yi Yan, Lu Cheng had already charged up with his disciples.

Although he could not feel any energy fluctuations in the surroundings, he was very clear that the Spiritual Arrays that had the qualification to be arranged here were definitely not the most powerful top tier Spiritual Arrays.

Finally, an hour later, when beads of sweat started to form on his forehead due to excessive concentration, Zuoqiu Han finally stopped and brought him to the front of the wooden house.

The moment George Han and Gui Man stood in front of the door, the closed door opened on its own, revealing the extremely simple furnishings inside: a table, a chair, a prayer mat, and the violet-robed youth sitting on the prayer mat – Chunyu.

Seeing Chunyu Qiang, George Han and Ying Man hastily took a step forward and bowed. Chunyu Qiang, however, smiled and flicked his sleeves, and a tyrannical power of a deity surged out, stopping them from bowing. He said softly, "Junior Brother Zuo Qiu and Senior Disciple Ying, there's no need to be so courteous.

Zuoqiu Han and this senior brother had an extremely good relationship. Since he couldn't continue bowing, he decided to just drop it. He sat down cross-legged on the ground beside Chunyu Qiang and pointed to the sky with a finger. The Master Martial Nephew just found me and said that Yi Yan's Weapon Pavilion has already clashed with his own. According to the reports of the disciples that we hid in the mountains, both sides are currently engaged in a huge war on the planets. It seems that there is a powerful Rogue Immortal involved as well, who is able to suppress Yi Yan to the point that he has to retreat a step at a time! As for Yi Yan's five disciples, they were also surrounded by over a hundred Ganlang Sect disciples, and were fighting in full swing. It was just that the disciple's strength was not that high, so he could only watch from afar. As for the specific situation, it was unclear. Senior Brother, do you think we should immediately take action and seize the opportunity of a great battle between Ganlang Sect? "

As he said till here, Zuoqiu Han's face revealed a fervent expression. It was obvious that he was extremely passionate about taking advantage of this situation.

Chunyu Qiang, however, did not display the same excited emotions as what Zuoqiu Han had imagined. Instead, he slightly squinted his eyes and sank into deep thought.

After a long while, when Zuoqiu Han was starting to get impatient from waiting, Chunyu Qiang finally let out a breath of relief. His misty eyes looked at a tall tree by the lakeside outside the door, and his mouth raised into a smile: "Regardless of him, let them fight, regardless of who wins or loses, do not participate in this battle with Herba Fang Sect! "The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. This time, we shall be the oriole."

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