Chapter 521: Plunder

Qin Shaochen understood after hearing this.

The Wanzhen Sect launched this cold-blooded killing just to cover up the truth.

The big sects are really cruel! Vicious! Steady!

He couldn't help but shook his head.

Elder Qiao in the air gave another few words to the King of the Southern Barbarians before leaving the air.

Qin Shaochen was sharp-eyed and saw that when the "Elder Qiao" left the air, there was actually a small silver umbrella on his head.

The small umbrella was shining and spinning while flying.

At first glance, it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item!

As soon as Elder Qiao left, the clouds gradually dispersed.

Affected by the formation, the other person standing in the air felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he could no longer stay in the air.

Slowly fell to the ground.

What surprised Qin Shaochen a little was that the man was less than one meter tall and was actually a dwarf.

But he was broad and thick-backed, giving people a very strong feeling.

The two long broad-backed curved swords on his back were much taller than his height.

After landing, the Nanman King looked around and sneered.

"A bunch of idiots, you are about to die, but you still want to resist!"

With a shake of his shoulders, two long scimitars flew into the air.

Without waiting for the scimitars to fall, the Nanman King jumped up and was also in the air.

He grabbed the handle of the knife in mid-air and chopped it down fiercely.

The scimitar brought a layer of light yellow blade light and chopped at a great spiritualist.

The great spiritualist, who was controlling a protective spiritual weapon and an offensive spiritual weapon, was trying his best to resist a sturdy man from the Nanman Kingdom.

The Nanman King's scimitar suddenly attacked, and the great spiritualist raised his finger, and the protective spiritual weapon rolled out of thin air to protect his head.

Unexpectedly, the Nanman King's scimitar was completely unhindered, and it directly chopped the protective spiritual weapon, and then chopped into the great spiritualist's head.

Killed a great spiritualist with one knife.

It was simply unstoppable!

Without blinking, the Nanman King raised his scimitar and charged towards another battle group.

Two long scimitars rose and fell, slashing wildly in the air.

With his sudden participation, the situation became even more one-sided.

The opponents of the other four Nanman men were all vulnerable.

Whether it was the magic or the spiritual weapon in the hands of the great spiritualist, they could not resist the scimitar's slashing.

At most, they could resist two or three moves before their heads were chopped off.

Qin Shaochen was also secretly shocked.

He saw it.

What the Nanman King used was not magic at all, but martial arts.

The blade light on the scimitar was extremely sharp.

Even a spiritual weapon that had been tempered for thousands of times would be split in half by the blade light.

At the same time, the Nanman King's body movements were also terrifying.

Sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west.

Changing rapidly, completely unpredictable.

The speed was comparable to teleportation, but much more flexible.

In just ten minutes, five great spiritualists were killed by him directly.

"Martial Master, is it a realm above the Grandmaster?"

"Sure enough, it is much stronger than the Grandmaster."

"Even those high-ranking Great Spiritual Masters have no resistance in front of Martial Master."

Qin Shaochen was secretly shocked.

He dared not move at all.

On the battlefield, there were less than ten Great Spiritual Masters left.

All of them were trapped in the Seven Star Formation of Wanzhen Sect.

After helping his five men, the King of the Southern Barbarians did not continue to attack.

It seemed that he did not want to intervene in the battle of the Wanzhen Sect.

He just put the two single swords back into his back and stood aside to watch coldly.

"Ah!"

"I surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

"Forgive me, I am willing to be an outer disciple of the Wanzhen Sect! No, I am willing to be a cow and a horse!"

After a few more screams, the last few Great Spiritual Masters did not escape.

Still died in the Seven Star Formation.

A middle-aged barbarian soldier snorted coldly, put away the spirit sword, left the Seven Star Formation, and walked in front of the King of the Southern Barbarians.

Just a simple bow.

Then they began to discuss the next move with the other party.

Finally, it was decided that the King of the Southern Barbarians would lead three men to reinforce a battlefield in the north.

The middle-aged man also led most of the sword formations to reinforce the battlefield in the south.

As for this area, both sides left five sword formations and two martial arts masters to guard it.

The plan was decided, and the action began immediately.

Most people evacuated this place.

After those people left, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little spirit, listen to my arrangements later."

"The remaining people will soon disperse and search for the spoils of those dead people."

"And there are many delicious things in those spoils."

"The most delicious ones are all kinds of spiritual weapons."

"Just thinking about it makes me drool."

At this point, the little girl's eyes lit up and her mouth smacked twice.

"You want to eat spiritual weapons?"

Qin Shaochen opened his eyes wide.

"Oh! Don't worry, I'm talking about those spiritual weapons that have not produced spiritual intelligence."

The little girl seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly explained.

"I won't eat a spiritual weapon that has already developed intelligence, just like you."

"No matter how delicious you taste, I won't eat it!"

The little girl made a promise.

Qin Shaochen didn't know what to say again.

"My eldest brother said that our spiritual energy clan is pitifully small in number."

"So, everyone must unite, help each other, and benefit each other!"

"Don't be selfish and fight with each other."

Qin Shaochen was stunned for a while, and finally nodded.

"Okay! We will benefit each other!"

The little girl was immediately happy.

"Let's go and grab the spoils first."

"They can't see us, let's hurry up."

"Humans like to put their things in a small bag."

"Just take those small bags."

The little girl was afraid that Qin Shaochen didn't understand, so she explained it.

Qin Shaochen said "Hmm!" expressionlessly.

He certainly didn't object to taking the spoils.

One person and one "weapon spirit", they immediately started to act.

Once they started to move, Qin Shaochen was no longer "stupid".

The movements were obviously much faster than the little girl.

As soon as he bent down and stretched out his hand, a storage bag fell into his arms.

Then his figure swayed and he came to the side of another dead great spirit.

In just two minutes, more than thirty storage bags were put into his arms.

The little girl was obviously a little anxious when she saw this scene.

She quickly accelerated her movements.

"Hey! Hey! You don't have to be so anxious! They can't see us anyway."

"If we go slower, we'll be less likely to be discovered."

Qin Shaochen ignored her.

Using the "Ghost Shadow Skill", he moved even faster.

In a short while, he searched all the dead.

Some of the great spiritualists had several storage bags on their bodies.

After a quick search, a total of more than 80 storage bags were obtained.

The little girl only found seven or eight.

Tears appeared in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

She could never have imagined that the new "spirit of the weapon" who looked stupid could do nothing!

But when it came to snatching things, he was definitely the best!