Qiankun Gourd

"Master, a large number of cultivators from Zhentian Sect are coming here to kill us."

Du Qingqing's voice came from the hall.

Ye Feng had just completed the practice of "The Secret of Ten Thousand Gods" and opened his eyes slightly.

"finally come!"

Soon, several large ships appeared in the sky above Jiujue Peak.

"Have you figured it out, Brother Ye? It's time to give us an explanation!"

Zhen Tianbei's voice came from the sky.

Ye Feng led Du Qingqing, Zhuo Yifan and others to mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen, your Zhentian Sect is making such a big show! Are you planning to destroy my Ziyun Sect?"

Ye Feng looked at Zhen Tianbei who was standing on the big ship.

"Humph, since you, the Purple Cloud Sect, are so ungrateful, what does it matter if we destroy you?"

Zhen Tianbei smiled coldly.

"Okay, very good! I am not a belligerent person, but you from the Zhentian Sect are being aggressive, so I will not be polite!"

"Fight!" Ye Feng's eyes were full.

"Kill me!"

Zhen Tianbei shouted.

Thousands of monks flew out from dozens of large ships, using various magical weapons and lights to attack the Ziyun Sect's protective formation.

Boom!

Suddenly, countless sparks exploded around the Ziyun Sect’s protective formation.

"Master, should we fight our way out? I can't hold back any longer and want to kill to my heart's content!"

Zhuo Zifan shouted from the side.

"Junior brother, be patient and follow the master's instructions!"

Du Qingqing warned.

"Let's prepare first, let them consume some of their magic power, and then we can take advantage of the situation and kill them!"

Ye Feng said to the people around him.

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard this.

Half an hour later, the Zhentian Sect still failed to break through the Ziyun Sect's protective formation. This protective formation was set up by Ye Feng himself, and low-level cultivators like them could not break it at all. Even if Zhentianbei took action personally, it would be difficult to break it.

"How is this possible! What kind of magic formation is this from the Purple Cloud Sect? It's so solid, it's been half an hour and it still hasn't been broken!"

Zhen Tianbei became a little anxious when he saw this scene. He had brought a large number of troops here with great difficulty. If Ziyun Sect did not give him an explanation or if he destroyed Ziyun Sect, he would lose face.

"You guys take action!"

Zhen Tianbei shouted to the six Jindan stage cultivators behind him.

"Yes, Second Elder!"

The six Jindan stage cultivators responded, made hand gestures, and used their magic weapons to attack the Ziyun Sect's protective formation.

Bang bang bang!

Outside the protective formation, there was a radiant light and explosions were heard again, but the protective formation was still not broken.

"My master personally set up the formation, how can you Jindan stage cultivators break it!"

Zhuo Zifan smiled.

"Saitama, these six people are yours!"

Ye Feng sent a message to Saitama.

"Obey my master!"

"Wangcai, you must protect Qingqing and Zifan!"

"Wang Wang!"

Two figures suddenly flew away, a bald boy landed in front of Ye Feng, and a little black dog jumped onto Du Qingqing's shoulder.

"Okay, let's fight our way out!"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the Ziyun Sect's protective formation suddenly opened, and all the cultivators, led by Saitama, rushed out together.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The disciples of Ziyun Sect suddenly rushed out, scaring everyone in Zhentian Sect. They were all puzzled as to how they could break out when the formation hadn't been broken yet.

"Humph, these cowards from the Purple Cloud Sect have finally come out. Kill them!"

Zhen Tianbei shouted.

Thousands of Zhentian Sect monks, led by six Jindan stage cultivators, rushed out together.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In a moment, the two groups fought together.

Zhen Tianbei originally thought that Ziyun Sect only had one Nascent Soul cultivator, Ye Feng, and no Core Formation cultivator at all. As long as he sent a few more Core Formation cultivators, he would surely win.

However, they did not expect that the six Jindan stage cultivators were soon entangled by a bald young man.

In a one-on-six situation, the bald young man was not at a disadvantage.

The six Jindan stage cultivators killed by the Sun and Moon double rings could only defend themselves and had no power to fight back, and that was when Saitama did not use his full strength.

Ye Feng asked him to drag these Jindan stage cultivators, slowly consume them, and finally kill them one by one, not allowing them to escape.

Therefore, Saitama did not use his full strength at the beginning, and pretended to be evenly matched with the six people, so as to slowly defeat them and prevent them from running away.

On the side of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, Du Qingqing and Zhuo Zifan, with the cooperation of their puppets, defeated the Zhentian Sect cultivators step by step.

Wangcai was lying on Du Qingqing's shoulder, yawning, looking very bored. Ye Feng's instructions to Wangcai were to protect Du Qingqing and not to take action unless absolutely necessary.

Only through fighting can the two of them grow gradually.

On the side of the Qi Refining cultivators, the Ziyun Sect also had the upper hand. The Ziyun Sect had the best of both worlds, and the Zhentian Sect did not gain any benefit at all.

Zhen Tianbei, who was floating high in the sky, saw this scene with anger in his eyes. If he was defeated by Ziyunmen, he would be in big trouble this time.

It seems that I have to do it myself.

Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeves and a big knife flew out. The big knife was surrounded by gray light. Then he made a hand gesture and the shape of the big knife flashed and transformed into dozens of big knives.

"go with!"

Zhen Tianbei let out a low shout, and the big swords flashed and slashed towards the disciples of Ziyun Sect.

Ye Feng had been paying attention to his actions. Seeing this scene, he would definitely not stand idly by. He waved his robe sleeves, and thirty-six green swords flew out and killed those big swords.

"Friend Zhen, you think too much! Can't you see that I'm still here?"

Ye Feng laughed coldly.

At this moment, the thirty-six green sword lights had collided with dozens of the opponent's swords, making a bang bang bang sound!

At the same time, countless sparks flew around.

"Ye Feng! This is called all is fair in war, what do you know!"

Zhen Tianbei smiled sinisterly.

"What a good trick! If you have the guts, just attack me. Why make things difficult for these juniors!"

Ye Feng flashed and appeared not far in front of Zhen Tianbei.

"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

Zhen Tianbei sneered and put away all the swords, turning them back into one sword.

Then he made a hand gesture, and his sword suddenly grew rapidly, and in a moment it turned into a giant blade about ten feet long.

"Ye Feng, if you're looking for death, take my sword!"

"cut!"

Zhen Tianbei shouted loudly, and the giant blade emitted a gray light and chopped towards Ye Feng's crown.

Ye Feng raised his hand, and the thirty-six green sword lights were divided into one giant green sword.

"Go!" He snorted coldly, and the giant sword flew towards the giant blade.

There was a loud bang!

The giant sword and the giant blade collided with each other, causing a loud roar and causing elliptical air currents to spread out in all directions.

The large ships around were broken into pieces by the shock, crackling!

A strong wind blew, and Ye Feng's white and black robes fluttered slightly backwards, while Zhen Tianbei felt a huge force bombarding him. His body trembled slightly involuntarily, and he flew backwards a hundred feet, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"How can it be!"