It’s just cultivating immortality, who isn’t a favorite of heaven?

Now, nearly a quarter of an hour has passed since everyone was trapped.

Fighting among monks is prohibited in the market town. If discovered, law enforcement officers will come to deal with it.

But so much time has passed, and there is no sign of anyone coming to check.

Cheng Shuyan couldn't help but guess that in addition to the formation that trapped everyone in the black market, there was probably also a concealment formation set up to hide the spiritual power fluctuations here.

After the twenty or so people who took action succeeded in their attack, they quickly gathered together and confronted the crowd.

Upon seeing this, the foundation-building cultivators who entered the black market immediately gathered everyone together to guard against those people who might gang up on and kill people.

The ten people from the black market also stood on the side of the cultivators at this moment. Once the person behind them took action, no one excluded the people from the market anymore.

"Senior, you just said that you sent a message to a Jindan-stage senior for help. I wonder if that senior has replied, and how long it will take for him to come and rescue us?"

A frightened Qigong cultivator saw the black market people approaching and asked him in a trembling voice.

The steward who was being held by him had a hint of unnaturalness on his face when he heard this.

He patted the hand of the Qigong cultivator and said loudly, "I believe many fellow Taoists know that the Golden Sword Sect is behind us.

The ancestor of our sect is at the Nascent Soul stage. When the incident happened, I had already sent a message to the elders of the sect. It won’t be long before someone comes to rescue us!

What's more, the owner of Pingshan Market, Feixia Zhenjun, is also a senior in the Nascent Soul stage, and his family is in the market at this moment.

When he notices something is wrong here, he will come to investigate. We just need to be careful and not be disrupted by these thieves. We can just wait for help."

His words undoubtedly gave everyone a shot in the arm, and the panicked voices in the crowd indeed decreased a lot.

However, the monk who followed Cheng Shuyan to save people chuckled in disapproval.

"If there was help, it would have arrived long ago. I'm afraid this place is an isolated island in the storm. We can only hope for the best."

Cheng Shuyan agreed with what he said. The message that the manager mentioned could not be transmitted at all due to the obstruction of the formation.

Sure enough, before everyone could be happy for long, the woman sneered and spoke again.

"Hahaha, you are indeed a bunch of idiots. Do you really think we would make such a low-level mistake and give you a chance to ask for help?"

As the woman finished speaking, the person next to her continued:

"Hahahahaha, why are we still wasting time talking to them? Let's just get started!"

The Qigong cultivator was furious when he heard what the other party said. He didn't care about the difference in cultivation between them and the other party, and shouted:

"You actually lied to us! You must be in cahoots with them! You're just trying to make us let our guard down so they can attack us!"

"Fellow Daoists, let's kill these beasts in the black market first, and then find a way to ask for help. With so many of us, can't we defeat a mere twenty of them?"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who was in charge of the black market was in great pain after hearing this. He simply took off his mask and exposed his identity to everyone.

"My fellow Daoists, please be patient. I am Wu Xi from the Golden Sword Sect. I'm sure some of you here know my position within the Golden Sword Sect.

My father is a Jindan elder of the Golden Sword Sect. Do you think that if this incident was committed by the Golden Sword Sect, would my father allow me to bear your wrath here?"

After he revealed his identity, some monks spoke up one after another to confirm his identity, and the others believed it for the most part after hearing it.

"Are you done? If you are, it's our turn to take action!"

The woman who was leading the group behind the scenes was obviously a little impatient and said in a cold voice.

"Hmph! You ignorant child! You're just a girl who just broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet you dare challenge me!"

The monk with the highest level of cultivation was angered by her words and immediately hit back.

In order to appease people, he also took off the mask and revealed his true face.

A sharp-eyed monk immediately recognized this person's identity.

"It's Senior Chen Jun. He's at the middle stage of foundation building. We are saved."

Although there are twenty people on the other side, they are all in the initial stage of foundation building.

On the cultivators' side, there are also sixteen foundation-building cultivators, two of whom are in the middle stage of foundation-building. Together with the Qi-training cultivators, no matter how you look at it, the cultivators' side has a greater chance of winning.

Moreover, the longer the time drags on, the more advantageous it will be for the monks.

Since the Jindao Sect has not received any news from Wu Xi and others for a long time, they will definitely send people to investigate. By then, Feixia Zhenjun in the market will probably also receive the news.

Even if everyone cannot defeat the other side, they can be saved as long as they hold on until that time.

After Chen Jun finished speaking, he no longer hesitated and took out his magic weapon, the Wind Blade, and slashed towards the female cultivator on the other side.

Unexpectedly, the female cultivator didn't care at all. She laughed contemptuously, then raised her hand slightly and resolved Chen Jun's attack in the blink of an eye.

"This is impossible! Your aura has clearly just broken through, how could you possibly block my Gale Blade so easily!"

Chen Jun's face was filled with disbelief. He then turned around and said to the other foundation-building cultivators:

"My fellow Taoists, there's something fishy about this group of people. Please follow me and attack them together. Otherwise, if they defeat us one by one, our lives will be in danger!"

Seeing this, everyone naturally realized that something was wrong and they all took out their own magic weapons to join the battlefield.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm here to lend you a hand!"

A monk shouted loudly, the long sword in his hand flashing with cold light as he stabbed at the enemy.

The other monks were not willing to be outdone and they all used their own methods. For a moment, the circular hall was filled with the flashing of swords and the shouts of killing.

"Kill!!!" Chen Jun roared, and the Kuangfeng Blade in his hand turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the enemy group.

However, the other party seemed to have been prepared and easily blocked the attack of Chen Jun and others.

Dozens of people were fighting in the round hall, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Fortunately, this circular hall is spacious enough, and with the support of the formation, the entire space becomes extremely solid and does not collapse due to the fierce fighting among the crowd.

Cheng Shuyan kept hiding in the corner, trying his best to make himself invisible.

The man who looked like Tian Yiyi's breathing had now stabilized and he would probably wake up soon.

The monk who helped her rescue people also stood beside her and did not rashly join the group of monks.

In the battle between foundation-building monks, Qi-condensing monks can do nothing. They are lucky enough to be able to keep their lives in this battle of swords and sabers.

At this time, the Foundation Establishment cultivators started fighting, and hundreds of Qi Condensation cultivators could only retreat to the periphery of the battlefield to protect themselves, and occasionally cast a few spells to disrupt the other cultivators.

Cheng Shuyan, who was outside the battlefield, could see clearly that although the masterminds behind the scenes did not have a high level of cultivation, their strength was much stronger than that of the cultivators.

Moreover, there seemed to be something wrong with the power they used, and Cheng Shuyan was not quite sure.

Although the Foundation Establishment cultivators on the battlefield were fighting fiercely, Cheng Shuyan was not optimistic about the cultivators' side.

She shook her head slightly, a subtle movement that did not escape the eyes of the man next to her.

"I'm sure you've also realized that Chen Jun and the others don't stand much chance of winning."