Qin Cheng originally wanted to kill a few people directly, but Yun Bo had a special life-saving thing and had already escaped first. Qin Cheng was too lazy to waste time chasing after them, so there was no point in killing these four more.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for sparing your life. Let's get out now."

The four people were completely frightened at this time. They didn't even dare to say a word nonsense. They covered their bodies in pain and ran away.

Qin Cheng turned his head and glanced at the seven blood-stamped men.

Although they only looked at each other with cold eyes, the seven people were instantly frightened when they looked at each other, their scalps were numb, and they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away at the same time.

It seemed as if he was afraid that Qin Cheng would reach out again and kill them too.

Especially the remaining six people, they almost wanted to curse all the eighteen generations of blood-stamped men in their hearts.

Ma De, with Qin Yaozun's strength, he almost wiped out five disciples of the sect with one move. You still want us to continue to threaten him?

Not to mention seven of them, even seventeen of them would not be a match for Qin Cheng alone.

You must know that they don't have treasures like Yunbo's hand.

Feng Qingbo on the side also smiled.

Yes, with Qin Cheng's strength, how could he be afraid of a guy like Yun Bo.

"Qin Yaozun, although I have taught these bastards a lesson, if they run away, they may not be honest in the future, and they may come back again." Feng Qingbo said with worry.

Shangyun Sect is one of the four major sects in Yunzhou, and there are more than five monks in the sect. Moreover, in this place where the states are the most powerful, other sects in Yunzhou may not be able to get involved.

"It doesn't matter. I'll leave a few formations here for a while. If they dare to come, they can take precautions," Qin Cheng said.

"I'm not very afraid of this, after all, there are quite a few of us now." Feng Qingbo shook his head.

"I'm just afraid that Yun Bo will go back and take his people with him, and really go to the dangerous place of fantasy beasts to wreak havoc."

"This possibility is unlikely. If the five of them come over, the phantom beasts condensed in the mist will surround them all first," Song Yue said.

"That's right. Maybe I'm overthinking it. If I want to really create chaos in this dangerous place, I'm afraid it would take twenty or thirty monks. With the power of Yun Bo's members, there shouldn't be that many people to accompany them in their madness."

Feng Qingbo scratched his head and smiled.

Thirty declining monks, instead of looking for the Qi of the Morning Star, came to harm Qincheng. What are they trying to do?

Even if the teleportation mark is condensed, they won't come here collectively to take risks.

"It would be best if they don't come. If they really dare to come, they will be the ones who regret it."

Qin Cheng has nothing to fear.

Dealing with Yun Bo and others is just a small disturbance in his eyes, not worth taking too seriously at all.

Of course, there can also be back-up preparations that need to be made.

Looking at where the people were escaping, Qin Cheng raised his hand, collected a few breaths, and then continued what he was supposed to do.

In the deep forest dozens of miles away from this dangerous place of fantasy beasts.

The four people who ran all the way finally reunited with Yunbo who ran away first.

As soon as they met, these four people instantly became weak and fell to the ground in a panic.

All four of them had bruises on their noses, swollen faces, and stains on their bodies.

Some were covering their arms and grinning, while others were rubbing their thighs. They were all badly hit by Qin Cheng's move.

"Senior Brother Yun, this guy surnamed Qin is so arrogant. He actually dares to attack our Shang Yun Sect. I can't bear this tone!" A monk swallowed the elixir and said with shame and anger.

"That's right, a mere monk from Qingzhou dares to clamor against us in Yunzhou. This is not our Shangyun Sect's business. This is a shame for Yunzhou."

"We in Yunzhou have ever been bullied like this by Qingzhou. We must take revenge and go back."

After making sure that Qin Cheng was not chasing them, the four of them kept shouting, completely forgetting that they didn't even dare to fart when they ran away.

"Hmph, this person dares to attack us. He must be taught a lesson. We just have to think about how to deal with him."

Yunbo is in good condition now because he is protected by the life-saving jade slip.

But it was precisely because of the life-saving jade slip that his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip.

This thing is an extremely precious sect weapon, use it once and less once.

If his father hadn't been the sect leader, this treasure might not have fallen into his hands.

As a result, I took it for insurance, but I had to use it once before I even entered the Ascension Club.

"Yes, senior brother, this guy named Qin's cultivation is too powerful. The five of us put together are no match for him."

After calming down, a monk said dejectedly.

"How about calling Junior Brother Liu and the others?" another person said.

"Plus the four of them are afraid. Don't forget, there are many monks here, and they seem to be very grateful to him."

"Are we just going to suffer the consequences of being dumb?"

"Unless someone can help us."

"In a place like this, who would be willing to help others for free?"

"I think of a person who might be interested. Come and follow me to find him."

Suddenly, Yun Bo interrupted the discussion of several people.

His eyes narrowed, and there was a brilliance like a poisonous snake surging inside.

This kid Qin Cheng made a fool of himself, was beaten away, and lost the chance to use his life-saving weapon.

I, Yunbo, must avenge this hatred.

In the center of the morning mist forest, the fog is filled.

The reason why this place was named Morning Mist by Jiuzhou Lu monks is that, except for the gray sky, it always looks like an early morning before dawn. The further you go towards the center of the forest, the thicker the fog becomes.

This place is the core area of ​​the entire forest.

The area here is not very large, only about a hundred miles in radius.

There are towering peaks surrounding this place on both sides. Only on the east and west sides, there are two valley entrances and exits that are easier to navigate. Therefore, if monks come and go here, they will usually enter and exit from these two sides.

I don’t know why this landform appears like this by chance, or whether it was intentional by Venerable Xinghe.

At this time, somewhere in the valley, there were several monks standing.

In front of them were hundreds of morning fog phantom beasts, and the central phantom beast had seven streaks condensed on its head.

The seven-striped phantom beast is considered a very powerful existence in the entire forest.

But at this time, in this area, although the sounds of battle roared, spiritual energy was scattered, and these phantom beasts were roaring, their opponents were not monks, but some figures transformed by spiritual light.

On this battlefield, the ground is intertwined with bright and complex formations of light, and only on the edges on both sides stands a monk, holding the best spiritual stone in his hand, constantly sending it towards the formations below.

These humanoid shadows are extremely fast, and their cultivation auras are also extremely sharp. They can often kill a fantasy beast in just a few breaths.

Just for the monks on the periphery, the phantom beasts fell down one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally the seven-striped phantom beast also dissipated wailing.

Back and forth, the time consumed is no more than a stick of incense.
Chapter completed!