Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Yu Jinyan turned to look at Ma Lanshan, her tone sounding a bit like she was taking advantage of that boy.

"Brother Ma, how much energy has Qi Shang charged?"

Ma Lanshan looked into the distance warily, fearing that the evil sect would make a comeback. Every day, one fellow disciple died in battle. Only one person would have died today, but Wu Yousan was tricked and killed by this cultivator from Lingxi Valley because of his soft heart. It was a pity. I don't know if there will be any accidents in the next few days.

"It's 30% charged. You should go too. Let's finish the battle quickly to avoid any more trouble."

Yu Jinyan nodded, glanced at the three people who were busy charging "Qi Shang", and secretly sighed that the Taoist priest from Lingxi Valley came at a very good time, otherwise he would have let him experience the power of Feiyun Sect's foundation-building magic weapon!

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ma, for protecting the three of them. I will go and kill this hateful Taoist priest and avenge Junior Brother Wu!"

"what--"

A scream was heard, and Yu Jinyan looked in the direction of the sound, somewhat unbelievable. Just as she turned around to ask a question, Xie Jiajun fell to the ground with a dagger stuck in his heart.

"Thank you, Junior Brother—"

Yu Jinyan's eyes instantly turned red. She had lost three fellow disciples today, which was a bit of a blow. Looking at Luo Yuheng who was struggling under the Heavenly Sword, Yu Jinyan roared, drew her sword, and rushed over.

"You are going too far, Lingxi Valley!"

Wang Qiye just took a glance and saw a female cultivator rushing over. He couldn't help but grin and sneer.

"Why, is there no one left in Feiyun Sect? Why are they sending a woman like you here?"

However, his hands did not stop, and Wentian slashed three times, forcing Luo Yuheng to kneel on the ground. He continued to exert force, and the blade pressed down on the sweaty boy bit by bit, inch by inch.

"Demon, how dare you!!!"

Yu Jinyan was so frightened that she had never thought that this Taoist priest from Lingxi Valley was so cruel. Now it seemed that he dared to come alone. He was not stupid, but too strong. He did not take the eight of them seriously at all. She walked quickly, hoping to save Luo Yuheng.

"Amitabha, good, good, little donor, you have already killed two people, why are you unwilling to let this young man live?"

The square-faced monk came to Wang Qiye and started preaching again. He didn't even have any talismans on his body and had no defensive measures. He was not worried at all that Wang Qiye would chop him with a knife.

Watching the female cultivator from Feiyun Sect getting closer and closer, Wang Qiye pushed down a little harder. The resistance from below was so resolute that even though it looked shaky, it was still a knife's distance away from the boy's neck. It seemed that the man with the gun would not be able to take it down before the female cultivator came over.

"Monk, please help and help this Feiyun Sect monk to be reborn."

"it is good."

It was just a casual remark, but the monk actually pressed one hand on the back of the knife. Luo Yuheng could no longer withstand the strength of the two people and watched Wentian pressing into his neck.

"stop--"

Yu Jinyan was extremely anxious, her eyes were red, and tears were pouring out like a broken dam. Her legs suddenly lost strength, her body swayed, and she fell to the ground involuntarily. Fortunately, she was wearing an armor amulet, which played a certain protective role, otherwise she would definitely be injured.

In a short period of time, three of her fellow disciples had fallen before her eyes. In addition to Brother Hao who had died in the previous battle, four of her companions had left her in one day! These successive blows were too much to bear even for a female monk who had always been strong-willed and competitive. At this moment, she was filled with grief and helplessness.

"You have such cruel hearts!"

Yu Jinyan, lying on the ground, stretched out her hand to grab Wentian, who was pressing into Luo Yuheng's throat fifty meters away. However, no matter how hard she tried, she was powerless to stop him. She could only watch Luo Yuheng suffocate to death with a broken heart.

Seeing this result, Wang Qiye was also surprised, and was still wondering in his heart which side this wild monk was from?

"Amitabha, Taoist priest, you have committed another murder. I advise you to return to the right path as soon as possible so that you can achieve the right result!"

This square-faced, round-headed monk looked compassionate, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him and was all done by Wang Qiye alone.

It turned out that this monk was still on the opposite side. He was really a wonderful person. Seeing that no one was attacking, Wang Qiye used his spiritual sense to put away the two storage bags and three magic tools. Seeing that Ma Lanshan, who could no longer sit still and was coming over here, Wang Qiye pointed at him and looked at the monk.

"Monk, if someone is chopping me with a knife, do I have to straighten my neck and take the knife?"

"Amitabha, the heavens have no virtue of loving life, nor do they have the intention of sacrificing themselves to kill."

"Hahahaha - so monk, if you want to persuade me, you have to use your fists."

This monk was truly mysterious. Wang Qiye was actually looking forward to him fighting with him.

"You all deserve to die!!!"

Yu Jinyan, blinded by hatred, got up from the ground and rushed over with sword in hand.

"Junior sister, no!!!"

Ma Lanshan, who was still rushing over, shouted anxiously that he and Yu Jinyan could still suppress the thief together, but if she rushed forward alone now, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

However, Yu Jinyan, whose eyes were blinded by hatred, would not listen and raised her sword to stab.

Wang Qiye just slightly turned her body to avoid the attacking sword. This woman was so dominated by hatred that she couldn't even use the sword, and she was only relying on her passion.

The woman could no longer control herself after stumbling, and fell to the ground. Wang Qiye reached out and put his arm around her waist, and after spinning her around on the ground, he had disarmed her. He wrapped his arms around her hands, hugged her in his arms, and put her sword against her soft neck, buried his nose in her hair, and took a deep breath.

"Let me go, or you'll kill me!"

As she spoke, Yu Jinyan struggled hard, but to no avail. She could not escape the thief's arms. She even tried to bite with her teeth, but was always just a little short.

Wang Qiye kissed her on the cheek, which made the female cultivator, whose entire body was already red from anger, even more charming and she struggled even harder. He put his lips close to her ear and whispered softly.

"If you dare to move again, I will strip you naked in front of your fellow disciples."

The person in his arms finally calmed down, but two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Let go of Junior Sister Yu, we're leaving now."

Ma Lanshan stopped, afraid that his forward movement would anger the Taoist priest, and he shouted loudly. The three fellow disciples behind him who were responsible for charging "Qi Shang" could no longer sit still and began to stop.

"If you want me to let her go, that's fine. I have two foundation-building talismans that need to be combined into a talisman array. If you can combine the two talismans, I will let her go!"

Wang Qiye held the beauty in his arms tightly and enjoyed her for a while.

"Among us, Junior Sister Yu is the only one who is proficient in the art of talisman formations. If you are willing to let her go, we can swear a poisonous oath to help you assemble the talisman formation and then leave."

The three Feiyun Sect monks who were responsible for charging took "Qishang" and came behind Ma Lanshan to boost his momentum.

"Then there is nothing for you to do. If you want her to live, leave now!"

It turned out that the treasure was right in his arms. It was really a case of searching for a needle in a haystack but finally getting it without any effort. Wang Qiye laughed out loud.

"Brother, don't believe him, he is just a shameless rapist!"

The beauty in his arms felt the arms around him getting tighter and tighter, and she tried to struggle again.

"The mountains remain unchanged, and our rivers flow forever. I am from the Lingxi Valley. I am Ma Lanshan from the Feiyun Sect. Do you dare to tell me your name?"

Although the four of them had gathered, "Qi Shang" had not yet fully charged, and he still had hostages in his hands, so he was timid for a moment.

"I will never change my name, I am Wang Qiye of Lingxi Valley."

Wang Qiye didn't know whether he could leave the Habala flag-grabbing battle alive, so he was quite carefree and spoke without any pressure.

“Wang Qiye, if you dare to swear a poisonous oath to your inner demon, you will not force or deliberately blaspheme Junior Sister Yu Jinyan in this Habala Flag Seizing Battle, then we will leave.”

Malanshan was in a dilemma. The spies around must have sent out the news. He believed that it would not be long before the people from the Demon Cult would come to kill him again. It would be better to get away as soon as possible. It seemed that the thief would not let Junior Sister Yu leave, but time wasted.

"Senior brother——"

Yu Jinyan was heartbroken, she was about to be abandoned by Senior Brother Ma.

"Okay, I, Wang Qiye, promise again that during the Habala Flag Seizing Battle, this Feiyun Sect cultivator Yu Jinyan will help me assemble two foundation-building period talisman arrays. I will not force or deliberately blaspheme this Feiyun Sect cultivator Yu Jinyan. If you violate this, you will be tempered by heavenly thunder and burned by heart fire."

Wang Qiye immediately read out the Heart Demon Oath, intending to let the four Feiyun Sect male cultivators leave. If he continued to kill them, his foundation-building period talisman would be far away. If he let the four Feiyun Sect cultivators live, Yu Jinyan in his arms would have a concern in her heart, and she would feel a little safer when doing things. Otherwise, she would destroy one of her talismans, and both would perish, which would not be worth the loss.

"Junior sister, take care. The brothers and sisters will leave first and will come back to pick you up later."

Ma Lanshan shouted loudly, hinting at Yu Jinyan with his eyes. Then he left in a hurry with the three people behind him.

"Go slowly and don't send me away!"

Seeing how decisive they were, Wang Qiye couldn't help but look at them with a higher regard, but the beautiful woman in his arms, whose tears had already stopped, began to flow again for some reason.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Wang, you released five lives today. Heaven will remember your kindness."

The square-faced monk came over, feeling a sense of accomplishment, thinking that he had done something useful.

"Monk, why don't you leave?"

Wang Qiye was still a little confused about this monk who suddenly appeared.

"Master, why should I leave?"

The square-faced monk was full of question marks and touched his bald head.

"Aren't you in the same group?"

Wang Qiye was confused.

"Who said I was in league with them?"

The square-faced monk was also confused, and the two of them just stared at each other.