Jian Feng recalls the mysterious people at Muyan's side, their cultivation unfathomable, and unhesitatingly believes Gong Qianxue's words.
He looks at Wu Qishan with tears in his eyes, "Master, that Muyan indeed has several people with extremely high cultivation, even this disciple is not their match. I'm afraid that Meiling died at their hands."
Wu Qishan's eyes are frosty, his whole body overflowing with murderous intent, "Jun Muyan, Jun Muyan, an insignificant mortal actually dares to kill my, Wu Qishan's, daughter. Good, very good!"
His gaze turns to look at Gong Qianxue with a bit of suspicion and coldness.
It's very obvious that Wu Qishan has some doubts about his daughter's death, but Gong Qianxue has escaped.
But the words that come out of his mouth are, "Just now, you said that the Immortal Body was wrapped up by that beast, what do you mean?"
Gong Qianxue's eyes flash with a sinister cold light.
Hehe, sure enough, although Wu Meiling is Wu Qishan's daughter, in his heart, it's far less important than the Immortal Body.
However, in this way, Wu Qishan and Jun Muyan will have an irreconcilable enmity of killing their son.
Only when both of them are injured, can she, Gong Qianxue, reap the benefits!
However, when she raises her head, her face has already regained its sincerity, "Master, this disciple has seen this furball. It's original form is a rabbit, but it's very strange. It can even swallow a sacred beast egg. Now, the Immortal Body is bound to be wrapped up and protected by it. "
Hearing that, Wu Qishan's gaze falls on the white furball, and he can't help but sneer, "A mere mortal beast also wants to snatch the Immortal Body from me, simply overestimating its capabilities."
As soon as his voice falls, the long sword in his hand is already unsheathed, fiercely chopping at the furball.
However, the expected scene of flesh and blood splattering did not appear.
Instead, Wu Qishan feels a huge recoil from the sword.
His whole body takes a step back.
And the big furball on the ground is unharmed.
A pair of mung bean eyes peek out from the furball, looking at Wu Qishan with disdain.
You want to injure this rabbit with a mere broken iron sword? Pah! This Divine Beast, dream on!
Wu Qishan's expression is extremely unsightly.
The surrounding Yunguang Sect disciples look at each other, not quite understanding what's going on.
Why didn't Master slash down with his sword?
What they didn't know was that it was the rebound force from the fat rabbit's body that prevented Wu Qishan's sword from cutting down.
Wu Qishan channeled all the spiritual energy in his body into the sword. He tried several times, but to no avail.
Finally, he flew into a rage out of humiliation and roared, "All of you, attack together! Chop this beast into minced meat!"
The disciples of the Cloud Light Sect all rushed forward, using knives and axes, and some even used fire to burn it.
However, all eighteen kinds of martial arts were used up.
The white furball, on the other hand, seemed to be impervious to swords and spears. There wasn't a single scratch on it.
"Master …" Jian Feng anxiously looked at Wu Qishan.
What should I do now?
Could it be that he could only watch helplessly as the Immortal Physique was right in front of him, but he couldn't eat it?
Moreover, just where did this furball come from? How could it be so powerful?
Gong Qianxue looked at the fat rabbit with a gloomy gaze.
It was this damned rabbit that had snatched his sacred beast egg back then and had even directly swallowed it.
Otherwise, how could he have fallen to such a state.
"Master, I don't think there's any need to chop this beast apart. Just throw this beast and the Immortal Physique into the alchemy furnace together to refine it!" Gong Qianxue suddenly said.
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