The Qin madman of the Nine Heavens of the Transformation Qi Realm faced Zhang Qingfeng, who only had the Three Heavens of Transformation Qi, and in anyone's opinion, it was a crushing slaughter.

But who would have thought that after three hundred rounds of fighting between the two sides, Zhang Qingfeng, who should have been killed a long time ago, not only did he die, but the Qin madman whose cultivation realm was far superior to him was frequently injured, and finally he was ashamed and angry, and used the strongest hole card to draw a transparent soft sword from his waist that outsiders had never seen.

This soft sword seems to have some kind of invisible magic power on Zhang Qingfeng, so that the sword light saw that it was split on his head, and he didn't raise his sword to resist, when he reacted, it was too late to think of the sword, so he could only shake his head desperately to avoid the vital point, hoping to block this killer sword with the soft armor of the rat king on his body.

But.

This sword did not slash at Zhang Qingfeng.

Just when the sword was less than a foot above his head, a purple light shot out from the oblique thorn, and the soft sword of the Qin madman was forcefully deflected.

Suddenly thunder thundered in the sky.

More than a dozen heavenly thunderbolts overwhelmingly smashed on Qin's madman, and in the screams of the guards around him, the high priest, bathed in purple electric light, held his staff high with one hand, and chanted an obscure incantation in his mouth, just like the female thunder god on the ancient battlefield, taking a brisk step, and came suddenly.

"Zhang Qingfeng, you owe me my life. ”

Seeing Zhang Qingfeng's miserable appearance, Lu felt an uncontrollable pleasure in his heart, the evil spirit of being called back and forth as a captive for half a year finally had a chance to return a tooth for a tooth, and the high priest who thought that he had regained his former dignity, thinking that the identities of the victor and the captive would soon be replaced, a rare smile appeared on his cold face.

Zhang Qingfeng, who escaped death, didn't seem to appreciate it, and when he saw that the high priest who was supposed to be on the way to report the news was only twenty or thirty meters away from him, he smiled bitterly, sighed helplessly, and didn't even want to speak.

"What? Do you sigh at the impermanence of the world and regret letting me go?"

Lu came to Zhang Qingfeng's side, looked at him with a playful expression, and when he saw his miserable appearance with a blue nose and swollen face, he couldn't help but snort, covered his mouth and laughed, and didn't pay attention to the surrounding royal guards at all.

"Big breasts. Zhang Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the triumphant Lu with his right eye, which could only see, and the roots of his teeth were itching, if it weren't for the fact that he really didn't have the strength to hit someone, he would never mind pressing Lu to the ground and beating him violently.

"What did you say?" Lu didn't grasp the meaning of those four words for a moment.

Zhang Qingfeng didn't bother to explain, he looked at Nunu behind Lu, "See for yourself." ”

Lu turned his head, and when he saw the scene behind him, the expression on his face instantly stiffened.

Thousands of royal guards had already aimed their bows and crossbows at the two of them, and the dozen or so eunuchs of the Transformation Qi Realm were separated on both sides, blocking all possible escape directions, and the Qin madman, who had been struck by lightning more than a dozen times but was unharmed, held a transparent soft sword in his hand, staring at the high priest indifferently, the killing intent in his eyes was tumbling up, and there was a possibility of breaking out at any time.

Lu was stunned.

Her gaze stayed on the Qin madman who was supposed to die, and she couldn't believe her eyes at all.

"A strong person in the Transformation Qi Realm can release spiritual energy to protect his body, and your chain thunder and lightning may be able to hurt a Qi Transformation Master below the Fifth Heaven Realm, but it is not enough for a strong person in the Nine Heavens who is only one step away from the Xuandan Realm. ”

"Originally, if you hadn't squandered those four waves of 'electric rain and thunderstorms', you might have had a chance to escape, but now, even ten high priests can't escape. ”

Carried away, Lu finally calms down from the excitement of escaping her captivity.

Looking around again, she quickly realized that she had made an unforgivable fatal mistake.

Feeling Lu's fear, Zhang Qingfeng's voice rang out again.

"Come to me, perhaps, we still have a chance to live. ”

Lu has never been the master who regards death as home, otherwise it would not have been possible to be driven by Zhang Qingfeng to help him find Qin Yun'er's whereabouts, hearing that there was still a chance to live, she didn't even think about her body regressing and bursting, and landed beside Zhang Qingfeng in two steps.

"Is there a way for you to escape?"

I don't know why, leaning towards Zhang Qingfeng's side, Lu suddenly had an inexplicable sense of security in his heart, and he had already forgotten his hatred for him before.

"Run?"

A coquettish smile interrupted Zhang Qingfeng, who was talking to his mouth.

"Zhang Qingfeng, how can you escape? There are 3,000 royal guards in the Imperial Garden, and there are 3,000 outside the garden, even if you grow wings and become a bird, these fifty sky-catching nets will pull you down from the sky! ”

With the laughter of the water fairy, fifty black cylinders were aimed at the sky above Zhang Qingfeng's head, and it was the Qin clan's sky-catching net!

The Qin people started as hunters, and their ancestors learned dozens of fighting techniques from the hunting process, the most famous of which was the use of animal trapping nets to trap people and catch people, and this group of specially trained clan disciples was called the Hunters.

In the battle of 100,000 mountains, Zhang Qingfeng had seen the terrifying combat effectiveness of the hunters who hunted the sky.

Once the big nets are thrown out, let alone the masters of the Transformation Qi Realm, the powerhouses of the Xuandan Realm must avoid their edges, otherwise once they are caught, no matter how strong their combat power is, it will be difficult to exert their combat power, and they will only be slaughtered by others.

At that time, the hunters who brought up the mountain with Zhuge Fengyun used three different kinds of sky-catching nets.

One type called a bee needle, the mesh is the size of a grinding disc when unfolded, and the throwing is flexible, making it suitable for close strain and catching small prey.

The second kind is called arc swallow, which needs to rely on a metal cylinder with a hidden mechanism as a booster power to launch it, with the farthest projection distance and the fastest launch speed, and even the arc swallow with the fastest speed can be netted, hence the name.

Zhang Qingfeng found inspiration from the arc swallow catching the sky net, and returned to the Wu'an Hou Mansion to design and create a special mechanism for firing thunder and fire shells, which was the ten black barrels named 'thunder artillery' that the Black Dragon Guard returned to the imperial family's escort crossbowmen at the beginning of the war tonight.

The third type of sky catching net is called the hook wolf, which has the widest range and the most powerful, and most of the people in the treasure hunting team of the four countries died in the hook wolf net.

The fifty black tubes in front of him are the skynet arc swallows that are specially designed to deal with flying birds.

It's just that the creation makes people, the hunters who fought together that day have now become enemies, although these fifty palace hunters did not participate in the battle of the 100,000 mountains, but the sky catching net against the enemy has been used on himself after more than half a year, except for a wry smile, what can Zhang Qingfeng say?

"Hold your hands tied, or you'll be dead. The water fairy smiled brightly, although the battle tonight was broken, but the final situation was not out of her control, as long as Zhang Qingfeng was caught, it was worth paying a big price.

"Surrender?"

Zhang Qingfeng smiled, he could still laugh at such a time.

"Water fairy, do you dare to gamble with me Zhang Qingfeng again?"

"Oh?" the water fairy raised her eyebrows, her expression was ambiguous, and she smiled coquettishly: "Still bet on the seven-day and seven-night covenant?"

Zhang Qingfeng said slowly, word by word: "Bet that tonight will be the last night of your water fairy's disgrace, bet on the Lefu Sword Pavilion in Xianyang City, this game of chess will be lost, and you will not be able to stop my Great Zhou Zhang Qingfeng!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly turned around and jumped, passed through the big hole in the palace wall behind him, and entered the palace.

At the same time, High Priest Lu grabbed Li, who was unconscious not far away, and took a leap, followed Zhang Qingfeng into the main hall, and behind her, a cloud of black mist gushed out, quickly enveloping the hole in the wall and the window next to it into darkness.