Being able to break the other party's black banner in one fell swoop, Qin Fengming was not much surprised.

Hundreds of wind blades attacked together, even a Cheng Dan monk, and in the case of no treasure, he would definitely not dare to take this attack. A top-level spiritual weapon is difficult to stop in the slightest.

As the black banner broke, the dense black demonic mist tumbled violently, and in an instant, it dissipated into the air. If it weren't for everyone to see it in person, they would have thought that this black fog had never appeared.

At the moment when the black banner broke, the monk surnamed Huang, who was outside the demonic fog, shouted:

"Ah...... Boy, you dare to destroy the old man's treasure. ”

With the angry scream of the middle-aged monk surnamed Huang, I saw a stream of blood gushing out of his mouth, and his figure immediately became shaky. In a moment, the tall body fell towards the stone platform.

This situation made Qin Fengming, who had just come out of trouble, very puzzled: This old man surnamed Huang is also a little too temperamental. For the sake of a mere top-level spiritual weapon, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

Qin Fengming didn't know that this spiritual weapon of the monk surnamed Huang was different from other treasures.

Although the foundation building monk can't refine his own natal magic weapon, this middle-aged monk's cultivation ** is different, after his foundation building is successful, he has already begun to refine his own natal thing, which is this black magic flag.

Although the monk surnamed Huang, who is a foundation building monk, cannot nourish this spiritual weapon in his body, but through the special secret technique of his master, he uses his own essence and blood to continuously refine this treasure. So much so that the power of this spiritual weapon is far greater than that of other top-level spiritual weapons.

If it were another foundation-building pinnacle monk who was in it, it would definitely be impossible to escape the fall. Unexpectedly, this time I met Qin Fengming, a demonic character.

Although the power of the Black Devil Banner was made extremely powerful with secret techniques, in the same way, when Qin Fengming destroyed it, the damage suffered by the monk surnamed Huang was also extremely large. So much so that he passed out.

The old man Cheng Dan, who presided over the competition, had already been prepared, and when the monk surnamed Huang fell from the sky, his figure flickered, appeared on the side of the monk surnamed Huang, and reached out to catch it in his hand.

Just when the old man surnamed Xiao Chengdan withdrew the ban, under a flash of red light, an evil-faced old man wearing a red robe appeared on the high platform, and then with a wave of his hand, a sword qi of two or three zhang flew out of his hand, and went straight to Qin Fengming, who was standing twenty zhang away.

"Red Daoyou stop. ”

This change shocked everyone present. The old man surnamed Chengdan, surnamed Xiao, who was holding a monk surnamed Huang, was also shocked, and when he raised his hand, he sacrificed a magic weapon.

But the distance between the two is too far, and it is too late to rescue at this time.

Qin Fengming, who was under the attack, was even more stunned, he was so close to the evil-faced old man, no matter how much he wanted to dodge, he couldn't.

Qin Fengming's mind was electric, and a pagoda more than one or two zhang high appeared in front of him. Then the figure moved, and the Biyun Lost Body Technique came out and flashed to the side.

"Bang"

With an earth-shattering loud bang, the extremely tough Yin Yang Pagoda's top-level spiritual weapon was actually split in half by this sword qi, and in a flash, two fragments of spiritual weapons fell onto the stone platform.

With the slight blockage of the Yin Yang Tower, Qin Fengming also narrowly avoided the opponent's must-kill blow. Under the great change in his expression, he immediately took a look in his hand, and several talismans appeared in his hand.

At this time, he had already seen clearly that the other party was the evil-faced Chengdan old man he had encountered before the mountain gate when he had entered the Holy Hidden Island, and this person was also the master of this monk surnamed Huang.

Although the other party is a peak cultivator of Cheng Dan, at this time, if the other party wants to kill Qin Fengming, he will not be restrained, and he can only use all his means to fight to the death with the other party.

The red-clothed evil-faced old man who missed the blow did not strike again, glared at Qin Fengming angrily for a moment, and snorted coldly in his nose: "Junior, if you dare to destroy the treasures of the old man's apprentices, I will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul in the future, so that you will never be able to live forever." ”

At this time, the old man in red also knew that it would be difficult to do his wish if he shot at the monk on the opposite side, and under the protection of a monk of the same rank on the opposite side, he had no chance of killing.

After he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he had already come to the old man surnamed Xiao, stretched out his hand to take the monk surnamed Huang, and his body turned around, and he flew towards the outside of the valley.

Looking at the old man in red walking away, Qin Fengming returned his hanging heart and secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Although its self-sustaining methods are amazing, it is no different from seeking death when it really fights against a Chengdan peak monk.

The scene that happened just now, because of the suddenness of the incident, even Xiao Hongzhi on the high platform could not be stopped, his body shook slightly, and when he wanted to get up, he saw that the Red Devil Master had already left.

The hateful blow of the monk surnamed Wei who was able to avoid the peak monk of Chengdan made many high-level monks present also greatly admire. If it weren't for someone who was extremely experienced in fighting, it would have been difficult for him to keep such a clear head and avoid this blow at such a critical time.

As for the threatening words of the old man in red when he was leaving, if it was another casual cultivator, he would definitely have trouble sleeping. It is even more difficult to condemn such a powerful monk than to put oneself in a dangerous place.

In this regard, Qin Fengming did not have the slightest worry. At this time, he was in the Xiao clan, although the Red Devil Master was very domineering, but in the face of the Xiao clan, he did not dare to make a move at will.

If he leaves the Xiao clan in the future, he is confident that he will avoid the pursuit of these two.

"Wei Xiao Daoyou, you don't have to worry about the matter of the Red Devil Master, after that, the old man will personally deal with this matter, and in the future, Xiao Daoyou still has to concentrate. ”

Just when Qin Fengming was thinking in his heart, the sound of Xiao Hongzhi's words came from his ears.

Hearing this, Qin Fengming didn't reply, but just nodded lightly. With a wave of his hand, he put away his spiritual weapon. Regarding the loss of the Yin Yang Pagoda Spirit Weapon, Qin Fengming didn't care too much. As a refiner, he doesn't take some level of spiritual weapons to heart.

For the ancestor of the Xiao family, he didn't believe it too much, and afterwards the Xiao family might take out some treasures to compensate the Red Devil Master, but it was difficult to reveal the matter of offending the Red Devil's master and apprentice.

Seeing that his side was defeated again, a monk from the Double Snake Valley also stood up, shook his body, and slowly paced to the top of the martial arts arena.

"Wei Daoyou's methods are really amazing, he defeated two monks of my Double Snake Valley in a row, and Xiao Songyuan can only play and compete with Daoyou. ”

He looked at Qin Fengming in the air, and said indifferently, there was indeed great confidence in his words.

As for how the secret treasure of the monk surnamed Huang was destroyed, the many monks who were watching the battle outside were indeed able to know under the thick black mist.

Just as Xiao Songyuan finished speaking, an old voice came into his ears:

"You have to be more careful with the low-level talisman attacks of the large number of monks on the opposite side. Those talismans are not weak, and they have the ability to compete with your flying needles. ”