Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 135 The war is about to begin

In the inn, no matter how arrogant Zhao Dingtian was, he did not dare to act recklessly in the Ranger Inn, because although the two major organizations did not get along well, they had not yet reached the point of tearing their faces apart and fighting openly.

However, Wushang and Yan Wenguang couldn’t hear the secret conversation that took place there!

The two were anxious, but it was no use being anxious! The little mute, on the other hand, was calm and ate and drank as usual, not caring at all.

That night, when everyone was resting or practicing, a thin figure in black floated across the night sky, landed in front of a window and whispered:

"Young Master, the matter has been settled and the people have already gone up the mountain!"

"Yeah! Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

The black shadow nodded in agreement and then floated away, as silent as a falling leaf!

The young master's voice was small but as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

The next morning, Zhao Dingtian led a hundred people up the mountain, with his four disciples following closely behind.

All the monks who were practicing along the way stood up and bowed to greet them. This grandeur was unmatched!

At this moment, Qin Feng is at the critical moment of breaking through to level six.

The higher the level, the more difficult it is to open the sea of ​​blood, especially starting from level six. The difficulty was indeed beyond Qin Feng's expectations.

The source of the divine fire controlled its own breathing speed and found a balance point, allowing the concentration of spiritual energy Qin Feng absorbed to reach the limit he could bear.

This limit is very difficult for Qin Feng.

Every time he took a breath, he felt a burning pain in his bones. Although he had experienced a complete transformation before, he had to stay awake in this situation. He had no choice but to endure it!

However, it is gratifying that the sixth small lake in the sea of ​​qi and blood is trembling more and more obviously, which gives Qin Feng the motivation to fight hard.

Qin Feng was tortured to the point of collapse for a whole night. The Source of Divine Fire tried to help him several times but was rejected by him. If he couldn't even hold on, how could he talk about becoming a saint?

It was bright outside, Qin Feng's face was red, his lips were trembling, and sweat was pouring out of his body. The sweat was instantly dried up by the high temperature here, and then flowed down again, and dried up again... ...

At this moment, two or three hundred people came charging towards him in a mighty force, causing his feet to tremble slightly.

The leader was the bald fat man Zhao Dingtian.

When Zhao Dingtian arrived, five old men suddenly rushed out from all directions. The five men approached Zhao Dingtian and saluted him, and Zhao Dingtian returned the salute.

"Third Master, right there!"

Zhao Dingtian laughed:

"Hahahaha! Ying Meizu, come out, an old friend is here!"

“Hehehe! Zhao Dingtian, your Holy Forging Organization is really generous! Using the Molten Fire Potion like this, it seems that you really think highly of this brat!”

As he was speaking, an old man walked out from a small cave not far from Qin Feng.

The old man was not good-looking, with gray clothes, gray hair and gray beard, but he carried a bright red three-foot-long sword on his back, with a red handle and a red blade, and especially at the end of the sword, a bright red crystal the size of an egg shone brightly.

Zhao Dingtian laughed:

“Hahaha! That’s nothing. Two bottles per person is enough for them to stay here for four hours. It’s rare to have an old fellow like you here, why don’t you let them open their eyes!”

Ying Meizu looked at the scene in front of him and started to wonder. Except for Zhao Dingtian, his four disciples and the original five here were all fire-attributed Saint-level cultivators. The two behind them should also have become Saints. There were twelve Saint-level cultivators in total. Even if he risked his life, he could only stop five or six at most. What could he do?

The old man was nervous and at a loss when he heard someone talking nearby:

"Hey, it's so lively! Hey!"

"Hehehehe! Four, two, four, two, let us two brothers join in the fun!"

Ying Meizu turned around to look, and when he saw this, his heart suddenly sank:

"Old Hey? Yuehungou?"

Ying Meizu was sweating too:

"You two are also going to wade into this muddy water?"

"Hahahaha! Four, two, four, two. I heard there's an incredible guy. Let's go check him out!"

"Hey, hey, hey! I heard this opportunity only comes once in a thousand years! Hey, hey, hey!"

After hearing this, Ying Meizu slowly approached Qin Feng.

As Qin Feng was about to break through, he had already fallen into deep meditation and did not even realize that the formation cards of the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation had been exhausted, so he had already been exposed to everyone.

A boy behind Zhao Dingtian had sharp eyes and exclaimed when he saw Qin Feng's appearance:

"Third Master, that kid is about to break through!"

Zhao Dingtian then looked at Qin Feng behind Ying Meizu and laughed:

"Breakthrough? Dream on!"

After saying that, he took out the eight-edged red gold hammer.

"Zhao Dingtian, that's too much!"

A deafening shout was heard, and four people appeared from a distance like lightning, led by an elderly man in his seventies.

The old man carried a long-handled oval oil hammer as big as a fist on his back. The surface of the oil hammer was bumpy and black like a piece of rag!

Behind the old man were Xu Gun and two middle-aged men.

The appearance of the old man made Ying Meizu overjoyed, but also gave Zhao Dingtian a chill.

The old man came to Ying Meizu and looked at Qin Feng behind him, then turned around and stared at Zhao Dingtian:

"Have you achieved anything? You've made such a big fuss about a child. I think you're becoming more and more useless!"

Zhao Dingtian quickly bowed deeply:

"Hey, old master, why are you here? This kid is not from your Xianyang Academy, why are you here to get involved in this mess?"

The old man laughed:

"Haha! Zhao Dingtian, Chang'an Academy has become the back garden of your Shengduan organization. Master Xu Gun went to ask for help, but no one from Chang'an Academy came to rescue him. If it weren't for me being a guest there, such a gifted child would have been ruined by you. Although he is not a disciple of my Xianyang Academy now, he will be in two years! If you still care about the teacher-student relationship between us, you can leave! If not, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhao Dingtian laughed after hearing this:

"Hehehe! Teacher, you are wrong! It will be two years later, not now. The organization has issued an order, and the disciple cannot disobey it. If the teacher insists on having his own way, then the disciple can only apologize!"

When the old man saw that he couldn't understand anything, he looked around, stared at Old Hei Xiu and said:

"What are you two doing here?"

The old man laughed:

"Haha! Hehe, hehe, I heard there's a good young man who I want to take as my apprentice, so I came here with Old Luo Gou to take a look. Well!! But since the master has already reserved him, we will do you a favor and protect him!"

As soon as Lao Hexiu finished speaking, the old man smiled and nodded, and Ying Meizu felt relieved.

Zhao Dingtian had never expected that these two worshippers of the Ghost Hand Organization would become like this today? Did they turn over a new leaf?

"You two, you two?"

The old man smiled and said:

"Oh my! Stop being so rude. How about this, we two will take care of the four guys behind you. As long as they don't start a fight, we'll be happy to watch the show. How do you think? Harmony brings wealth!"

Zhao Dingtian glared at him when he heard this! There was nothing he could do. If these two crooked melons and cracked dates really started fighting, his four disciples would really be no match for them:

"Then stop moving, you four!"

"It's master!"

Yue Luogou smiled after reading it:

"Hehehe, four, two, four, two, that's right! Hey, let's watch the show!"

"Hey, hey! This is so rare! Hey, hey!"

Xu Gun shouted:

"Lu Xuan, we're not done yet!"

Behind Zhao Dingtian, Lu Xuan smiled and said:

"Then continue!"