Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the surrounding sects could no longer remain calm.
A Blue-Grade Spiritual Equipment and a Black-Grade Cultivation Technique were both treasures that could cause a bloodbath in the martial arts world. Now that Qin Feng had two of them on him, how could they not be excited?
"Grandmaster Yuan Zhen, please stay!" Emei Sect's Priestess Heartless was the first to step forward. During the battle at Heping Town, Priestess Heartless was suppressed by the other four sects and was forced to withdraw from the team that fought for Qin Feng's treasures. This time, she led the experts of her sect here again. How could she back down so easily?
"Priestess Heartless, your strength is far inferior to mine. I advise you not to meddle in this matter, lest it affects the friendship between our two sects." Monk Yuan Zhen glanced at Priestess Heartless indifferently. This monk looked harmless, but his majestic and turbulent aura rippled endlessly from his body. He could kill most of the people here with a single palm strike at any time.
"Grandmaster Yuan Zhen, that brat Qin Feng has just killed the disciples of Mount Hua. I have to avenge him … I hope Grandmaster Yuan Zhen can detain Qin Feng so that I can have a chance to execute him." After Priestess Heartless took the lead, Madman Yang quickly stepped forward as well.
Then, as if they had found a backer, each of the major sects stepped forward and expressed their desire to detain Qin Feng. In a few breaths' time, hundreds of martial artists surrounded the Shaolin Temple.
Eighteen Shaolin Temple disciples had come, and they had formed a formation of eighteen bronze men. Yuan Zhen stood in the center of the formation. He looked calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
Both sides were in a stalemate, and no one was willing to back down. Qin Feng took advantage of this time and hurriedly bought a bottle of Inner Yuan Pills from the system. Immediately, a warm current surged through Qin Feng's body. The abundant Spiritual Qi nourished Qin Feng's body, allowing his broken bones to regrow and reconnect. The chaotic Qi in his body also quickly adjusted.
Qin Feng leaned weakly against a large tree and pretended to be in pain because his arms and legs were broken and he couldn't walk. However, his body was healing quickly. Now, not only were his broken bones completely connected, but his Inner Qi had also recovered by 70-80%.
The confrontation on the other side was still going on. It had already lasted for five minutes. During these five minutes, the people from Shaolin Temple and the other major factions were releasing their auras to suppress each other. The air around them seemed to be solidifying. The oppressive atmosphere caused many of the weaker martial artists to be unable to breathe. Some had already knelt on the ground and vomited.
Bang!
A loud sound suddenly came from Yuan Zhen's body. The peaceful smile on Yuan Zhen's face had long since disappeared. He swept his gaze over the crowd with a ferocious expression and said, "There is a correct path for all of you, yet you refuse to take it. You insist on opposing my Shaolin Temple. In that case, don't blame this poor monk for being rude.
In order to fight for Qin Feng's treasures, Shaolin Temple had sacrificed Monk Yuan Qing, a Stage 8 inner qi expert, in Heping Town. In the eyes of Shaolin Temple, Qin Feng belonged to them. How could Yuan Zhen hand over Qin Feng now? He could only do his best to fight against the other factions.
Yuan Zhen roared, and the Shaolin Temple's eighteen bronze men quickly changed their formation. They changed from a defensive formation to an offensive formation. The eighteen bronze men were as tough as steel. They charged into the crowd with unstoppable momentum. When the disciples of the major factions struck the eighteen bronze men with their sabers, spears, and staffs, they gave off ear-piercing metallic sounds. However, they did not cause any damage to the Shaolin Temple disciples.
Yuan Zhen leaped up and hovered in the air. Then, he sent out a flurry of palm strikes at the surrounding factions. Thunder roared in the sky and strong winds blew on the ground. Several cultivators were blown back and vomited blood.
"Sonorous Thunder Palm!"
"Rumble …!"
The battle started at any moment, and it was extremely bitter.
Although Shaolin Temple did not have many people, they gained the upper hand by attacking first. This round of attacks caught the other factions off guard. The Stage 4 inner qi cultivators were caught off guard and were severely injured on the spot. Many of them were even killed by Yuan Zhen with one palm strike.
"Shaolin Temple is too arrogant! Everyone, attack together! Chase them away!"
"Yuan Zhen, to think that Shaolin Temple keeps saying 'Buddha is merciful.' You want to take Qin Feng's treasures for yourself and even want to kill everyone? You are simply devoid of conscience!"
For a moment, the surroundings were filled with curses and complaints about Shaolin Temple's actions. The experts of the major factions had already recovered from their daze. Many of them started dodging Shaolin Temple's attacks. The Stage 6 inner qi experts and above even started to counterattack.
"Wudang Thirteen Formations, attack!"
"Rapid Violent Saber!"
"Mount Hua Sword Technique!"
"Unfettered Illusion Formation!"
"Myriad Dust Extermination!"
The dozens of factions started to counterattack, setting up their formations and making their moves.
The Emei Sect's azure-clothed priestess was very eye-catching among the crowd. Although they were all women, their strength could not be underestimated. This was especially so for Priestess Heartless. She held a Frost Iron Horsetail Whisk. When she swung it, hundreds of saber qi were hidden in the air, making it impossible to dodge. The effects of her attacks were the same as Qin Feng's wind blades.
"Dang! Dang!
Dang! "All kinds of attacks landed on the Eighteen Bronze Men. The sound of metal clashing could be heard. It was as if these eighteen men were made of copper and iron. Faced with such an opponent, the martial artists who were below Stage 6 inner qi felt powerless and powerless.
"I want to see if the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men Formation is really unbreakable. Watch my sword!" Madman Yang swung his sword a few times, but he was unable to hurt the Wudang disciples. This time, he was angry. He leaped onto the top of the Eighteen Bronze Men. The longsword in his hand danced quickly, forming streaks of sword shadows.
"Madman Yang, our Wudang Thirteen Formations will help you suppress the Shaolin disciples' inner qi. Quickly break through them." Zhang Duanya led the Wudang disciples into a formation to assist Madman Yang.
Madman Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and he began to change his strategy. Previously, he had a broad vision, and continuously attacked every single member of the Thirteen Bronze Men Formation. Now, Madman Yang brandished his long sword, and within a breath's time, he could unleash dozens of white sword shadows, and all of them were concentrated on a single Shaolin disciple's body.
Dong, dong, dong!
The sound of the sword Qi landing on the disciple's body changed. The disciple's face turned pale and he looked like he could not hold on any longer. Under the high intensity sword Qi, Madman Yang's eyes were already bloodshot. He took a deep breath of inner qi and once again swung his longsword faster. The sword Qi filled the sky. At the same time, the head of the Quick Blade Sect, South Sea Blade King, also came forward to help with his huge blade. With a swing of his blade, a huge sword Qi whizzed over and smashed onto the Eighteen Bronze Men.
Rumble!
An explosion spread out. One of the Eighteen Bronze Men's body seemed to have exploded. The clothes on his body were all torn to shreds. He screamed and fell to the ground.
With one of the Eighteen Bronze Men broken, the remaining seventeen were obviously weaker. Seeing this situation, the Divine Dragon Sect, Tianshan Sect, Throwing Dagger Society, Flaming Sect, and more than ten other sects came to the center of the battle and began to surround the Shaolin Seventeen Bronze Men.
After the formation was broken, the strength of the Shaolin Temple disciples plummeted. They could not resist the encirclement at all. When Yuan Zhen saw this scene, he felt extremely anxious. He wanted to rush over and help, but there were still five Stage 7 inner qi experts around him. They did not give Yuan Zhen a chance to catch his breath.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless and that most of the Shaolin Temple disciples were heavily injured, Yuan Zhen could only suppress his rage. He shouted, "Everyone, stop! I can keep Qin Feng here and discuss with everyone how to deal with him!"
Earlier, Yuan Zhen had been overbearing and wanted to monopolize all of Qin Feng's treasures. Now, when he saw that he could not defeat Qin Feng, he started to ask for peace. Everyone looked down on his actions. However, they still stopped fighting. They could indeed work together to destroy Yuan Zhen and the Shaolin Temple disciples. However, the Shaolin Temple was one of the three sects and five major sects of China. If they really did that, they would suffer the revenge of the Shaolin Temple in the future. They did not want to make such a great enemy.
All the major forces stopped fighting. Yuan Zhen leaped to the side of the Shaolin Temple disciples. He piled the severely injured disciples together and circulated Inner Qi in their bodies to help them heal.
After a while, Yuan Zhen stood up again. He looked at the crowd angrily and said, "Qin Feng killed my Junior Brother Yuan Qing. This time, the Shaolin Temple should get more treasures. The Great Shaolin Temple will take the blue-grade spiritual weapon and the black-grade cultivation technique on that brat. You can split the rest of the treasures among yourselves."
When they heard Yuan Zhen's words, everyone immediately became unhappy. The most attractive things on Qin Feng were the blue-grade battle armor and the black-grade cultivation technique. It was simply a fool's dream for the Shaolin Temple to take both of them at once.
"Grandmaster Yuan Zhen, according to what you said, Qin Feng also killed Zhang Yunqing, the proud disciple of our WuTang Sect, three days ago. Shouldn't our WuTang Sect also take away Qin Feng's Blue Grade Spiritual Weapon and Profound Grade Cultivation Method? However, this brat only has so many treasures on him. How can everyone take as many as they want? "
"That's right. Our Divine Dragon Sect suffered even greater losses last time. We even lost our First Elder. We also want two of the best treasures!"
Yuan Zhen's suggestion clearly did not meet everyone's expectations. The crowd immediately broke out into discussion, each with their own opinions.
Normally, Yuan Zhen would have killed those people who made a ruckus if he encountered such a situation. However, the Shaolin Temple had just been defeated. Yuan Zhen could only hold back his temper and say, "Stop making a ruckus. In that case, why don't all of you come up with a good suggestion for splitting the treasures?"
Yuan Zhen's shout caused everyone to fall silent. It was not that they were afraid of Yuan Zhen, but that no one could think of a reasonable way to split the treasures. No matter how many treasures Qin Feng had on him, he would at most have ten, right? However, there were at least 30 factions present. Moreover, many more factions were rushing over. Even if each sect had one treasure, it would not be enough.
"Everyone, before you think of how to split the treasures on me, I want to settle my personal grudge with these bald donkeys from the Shaolin Temple. Does anyone have any objections?" Just as everyone was feeling depressed, Qin Feng, who had been ignored all this while, suddenly spoke. Everyone looked at Qin Feng in shock.
Qin Fen had a smile on his face. At this moment, he was still sitting under a big tree. Everyone thought that Qin Fen's limbs were broken and he couldn't use his martial arts. At this moment, Qin Fen actually said such big words. It was really puzzling.
"You ant, you only know how to spout nonsense. Let me teach you a lesson again!" Yuan Zhen had been suppressing his anger. When he heard Qin Feng suddenly speak up, Yuan Zhen leaped up and sent a palm strike at Qin Feng in midair.
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