Text Chapter 109 Bloodbath at Spirit Sword Pavilion

"Spirit Sword Pavilion has the support of Spirit Sword Sect?" Ishikawa's heart tightened. If this was true, Ishikawa had to think of other ways.

The cultivator of the fifth level of Qi training said: "The Spirit Sword Sect has been exploiting us severely. Apart from buying magic tools at low prices, what else can they do to support us? If the Spirit Sword Sect really controlled us, they would have wiped out the Spirit Mine Pavilion long ago. Why would they still use these means?"

Huang Fengxiao laughed and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, what you said is wrong. Although the Spirit Sword Sect doesn't care about us, it is a great benefit for us to use their name. If there are other sects that oppress us, it is also useful for the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect to come forward and say a few words. I heard that when the Spirit Mine Pavilion opened, many sects went to congratulate it. Look at it now. No matter how we make trouble, no one dares to stand up for it. What does this show? It shows that the name of the Spirit Sword Sect is indeed useful. I lose tens of thousands of spirit stones every year, isn't it just for this name?"

"Brother Huang is right!" Several low-level cultivators complimented him.

"Haha... Old guy Wu Pu was frightened by Senior Brother Huang today, and he will definitely give away all the top-quality ores in the store tomorrow."

Several people laughed.

Suddenly, the door shook slightly and was pushed open.

"How dare you break in without permission? Don't you know we are talking about something?" Huang Fengxiao cursed, but to his surprise, the person who came in was not a mortal servant, but a monk wearing a mask and a green Taoist robe.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Spirit Sword Pavilion?" Huang Fengxiao's face changed slightly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I will take your life tonight!" This Taoist in green is naturally Ishikawa.

After Ishikawa eavesdropped on the conversation of several people, he learned that their relationship with the Spirit Sword Sect was indeed not very close, and he relaxed.

After knocking out several mortal servants, Ishikawa went directly into the hall.

Ishikawa waved his hand, and four Tianyuan puppets rushed out and rushed towards the crowd.

"Did you use the mithril to exchange for the Tianyuan puppet?" Huang Fengxiao's face changed drastically when he saw the four puppets: "Strange, strange, how come these four Tianyuan puppets have the cultivation level of the fourth level of the Qi training period?"

The other five people also showed shock on their faces.

"Brother Huang, didn't you say that this Tianyuan puppet could not be repaired, so you sold it? How could it be in this person's hands, and it still has the strength of the fourth level of the Qi training period." A cultivator of the fifth level of the Qi training period also said in surprise.

"How do I know this? I remember that an inconspicuous cultivator bought it that day, and I didn't expect to meet it again today, but it's good this way. Since you are here, don't leave." Huang Fengxiao laughed and waved his hand, and eighteen green flying swords broke through the air.

The eighteen flying swords surrounded a circle and rotated around Huang Fengxiao.

The spells in Huang Fengxiao's hands changed, and the eighteen green flying swords moved faster and faster.

"Go!" Huang Fengxiao shouted, and the eighteen flying swords flew towards Ishikawa like swords off the string.

Shichuan's face changed slightly. These eighteen flying swords were all medium-grade magic weapons. Not to mention the materials needed to refine these eighteen flying swords, it was also very difficult to control eighteen flying swords at the same time.

This Huang Fengxiao really has some strength.

Shichuan controlled the Tianyuan puppet and attacked Huang Fengxiao directly. With a wave of his hand, the dark mining pick magic weapon came out and hit the post-natal period cultivators heavily.

Those cultivators thought that the Tianyuan puppet was against them, and their faces turned pale with fear. Unexpectedly, all four Tianyuan puppets attacked Huang Fengxiao. They were secretly relieved, but unexpectedly, Shichuan actually controlled a magic weapon to attack them first. They were immediately scared to death.

Although this mining pick magic weapon was very ugly, they had all seen it at the auction. It was an authentic top-grade earth magic weapon.

Several people quickly took out their own magic weapons to resist.

At this time, eighteen flying swords were already under Huang Fengxiao's control, stabbing at Ishikawa's body. These eighteen swords were not scattered attacks, but combined into one, attacking one part at the same time.

Even a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi training would not dare to resist the attack of eighteen middle-grade flying swords. And this masked cultivator did not resist or dodge at all.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The mining pick magic weapon killed three post-natal cultivators in succession, and the bright red blood stained the dark mining pick.

The originally dark mining pick suddenly flashed red, and a lot of blood seemed to be sucked in.

However, the scene was extremely chaotic, and no one noticed it at all.

Huang Fengxiao's face changed slightly. In an instant, three post-natal cultivators died. This was a huge loss for the Spirit Sword Pavilion. Most of the tasks of refining weapons were completed by these five people.

"Go to hell!" Huang Fengxiao shouted angrily. This Taoist in green was bound to die. Although he killed three post-natal cultivators, it was worth it to exchange for four Tianyuan puppets comparable to the fourth level of Qi training. What's more, this Taoist in green has more than just these treasures.

"Pop!" Eighteen flying swords pierced Ishikawa's chest, but were gently bounced away.

Huang Fengxiao's face changed drastically. The eighteen flying swords rushed forward, but it seemed like they pierced a ball of soft cotton, and were bounced back by a strange spiritual power.

"Bang! Bang!" The remaining two post-natal period cultivators also fell to the ground.

"Bang!" The mining pick magic weapon emitted a dazzling red light and froze in the air.

At this time, the four Tianyuan puppets have surrounded Huang Fengxiao, waving their arms and hitting Huang Fengxiao. Although Huang Fengxiao is a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi training, he dare not underestimate the puppets of the fourth level of Qi training. Each blow is a real force of thousands of pounds. If he is hit, it will cause great damage to the body.

However, the speed of these four Tianyuan puppets is not fast, so Huang Fengxiao can be safe as long as he pays attention to dodge. However, if he keeps dodging, Huang Fengxiao will lose a great advantage when fighting against Ishikawa.

"Go!" Huang Fengxiao shouted softly, and another eighteen flying swords broke through the air, tightly surrounding him and guarding Huang Fengxiao's body.

As soon as Ishikawa entered the room, he made a plan, that is, he must kill the five post-natal cultivators first.

No matter which one of them escapes, it will cause great trouble to Ishikawa.

So Ishikawa decided to use the True Spirit Shield to resist Huang Fengxiao's attack and kill the five monks at the first time to avoid any worries.

Unexpectedly, Huang Fengxiao did not protect the five monks, but chose to attack Ishikawa.

After Ishikawa succeeded, he would not let Huang Fengxiao attack him casually. After all, the spiritual power in the True Spirit Shield was accumulated by Ishikawa bit by bit, which was very precious.

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