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Chapter 202

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With great ambition in his chest, he swaggered in the wind. Great Deity Tiger's surname was Hu, and he was originally a street performer, so he couldn't get rid of his bandit aura.

Great Deity Tiger's original surname was Hu, and he was originally a street performer, so he couldn't get rid of his bandit aura. He had a good foundation, and he awakened True Essence on his own. He didn't have enough knowledge, so his path of cultivation wasn't smooth. All of his spells were created by himself, but it gave people the illusion that he was talented and independent.

Although he was only at Level 4 Qi Blood Qi at the age of 40, Great Deity Tiger was still ambitious and ambitious. Because of this, he was easy to make friends, and he mingled well among the low-level cultivators.

Today, in order to take advantage of the fat sheep that was Zhou Qing Feng, 'Great Deity Tiger' had expended a great deal of effort in persuading and swindling more than ten cultivators of the same path. These people's cultivation ranged from Level 2 Qi Blood Qi to Level 4, and they were greedy like Great Deity Tiger, willing to do anything to earn money.

From the bandits gathering at the top, to Great Deity Tiger joining after hearing the news, and finally to the continuous battles on the official road, many things had exceeded Great Deity Tiger's expectations. This was especially true when more than ten bandit gangs had joined hands and gathered nearly two thousand men to launch an assault. In the end, they were defeated on the spot by Zhou Qingfeng's little tricks.

Holy sh * t, didn't that kid always like to fight head-on? Yesterday he looked like a hothead, so how did he learn to play tricks today?

Great Deity Tiger sat on the high hill beside the official road. He couldn't see Xu Bing who was riding a giant wolf to lure the enemy, but he could see the bandit army rushing out to take advantage of the situation. Looking at those idiots running forward as if they were fighting to be reincarnated, he realized something was wrong — the bandits did have a lot of people, but letting these weaklings run a few hundred meters in a hurry would exhaust them half to death.

What happened next could be said to be as expected. The bandits that swarmed forward were a mile apart, and the ones running at the front were soon so tired that they could only sit on the ground, while the ones at the back couldn't catch up with the rest of the bandits. Then … they were counterattacked.

Looking at Zhou Qingfeng's invincible charge, the Tiger Great Deity shouted angrily on the high hill. Those idiotic bandits hadn't been able to exhaust Zhou Qingfeng at all. Instead, they had exhausted themselves.

Giant wolves, talismans, military formations, a neat team of spears, and a large group of dung farmers behind them. 'Tiger Deity' felt that if he didn't make a move now, this deal would be completely ruined. Thinking up to this point, he could not hesitate any longer. He could only bring more than ten of his gang of scoundrels and hide among the subordinates of General Gao. Their target was Zhou Qingfeng, who was commanding the front line.

As long as he killed this brat, everything else would be fine.

But when the ambushing team was fifty meters away, the kid on the other side suddenly became alert. He grabbed a strange-looking strong bow, nocked an arrow, and shot three arrows in a row. For an ordinary strong bow, fifty meters was considered the middle distance, and the power of the arrows would begin to weaken. However, the power of Zhou Qingfeng's three arrows was terrifying.

'Tiger Great Deity' hid behind two podao wielders. He had a meat shield and could see the situation in front of him. But the arrows on the other side shot over, and in one breath, they pierced through the two people in front of him. The two podao wielders screamed like blood gourds being skewered. They struggled and fell down, exposing 'Tiger Great Deity' who was hiding behind them.

When the arrow imbued with spiritual power pierced through the neck of the second podao wielder, 'Tiger Great Deity' was almost scared out of his wits. But after the great fear, he exploded with anger. Because he was afraid of death, he went crazy. The battlefield was not a training ground. Some people would perform better than others, and some would not. It was all because of a huge psychological shock.

Zhou Qingfeng shot three arrows in a row, and in one breath, shot down four people on the other side. With such a strong bow, how could the opposing podao wielders not be afraid? They were only wearing ordinary fat clothes, and could not defend at all. Under the heavy pressure, they all scattered. The dozen or so cultivators under their cover immediately revealed themselves.

Since things had come to this, 'Tiger Great Deity' simply threw out a few talismans, and even took out a few magic tools that he was reluctant to use. "Brothers, don't hold back. If we kill that kid, we can get rich. Just the territory that kid owns in the west of Fu Shun City is worth a lot of money. "

The weakness of spells was that their attack range was only around ten to twenty meters. Even someone as strong as Chu Ying was like this. 'Tiger Great Deity' and the others were still quite a distance away from Zhou Qingfeng. The talismans and magic tools they used were all for defense and acceleration. They intended to surround and attack Zhou Qingfeng after they got close.

Naturally, Zhou Qingfeng was not afraid. He faced the difficulty head-on …. He turned around and ran.

The puppet wolf drew an arc on the official road, and always maintained a distance of twenty to thirty meters from 'Tiger Great Deity' and the others. Zhou Qingfeng began to pull the kite. He could not shoot arrows on the unsteady back of the wolf, but he would occasionally stop and steadily shoot an arrow. Even if he could not penetrate the opponent's defense, it would still make 'Tiger Great Deity' and the others very angry.

'Tiger Great Deity' and the others were also equipped with Spirit Traveling Talismans. They raised a cloud of dust when they ran, but they could not catch up to Zhou Qingfeng no matter what. After running in circles for a long time, one of the cultivators was really angry. He did not know what kind of magic tool he had refined, but he actually increased his speed by several times. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Zhou Qingfeng and shouted, "Kid, give me your life!"

A copper bowl rose in the wind, as if it weighed thousands of kilograms. With a whoosh, it flew up high and then fell down. It was like a dark cloud falling down, about to press Zhou Qingfeng and the wolf under it. Seeing their companion's power, 'Tiger Great Deity' and the others repeatedly cheered. They all recognized this copper bowl. It was a very powerful third rank magic tool.

The copper bowl was about to reach him. The mouth of the bowl also had a strong suction force, preventing Zhou Qingfeng from escaping. Under this suction force, the speed of the puppet wolf was greatly reduced. It looked like it was about to be pinned down.

When Zhou Qingfeng saw the enemy suddenly approaching, he already knew that something was wrong. When he saw the copper bowl fly up, he immediately threw out the statue of the martyr. Smoke rose from the ground. The black warrior in heavy armor raised his greatsword and rushed out.

The cultivator who threw out the copper bowl saw that Zhou Qingfeng's movements had become slow and was about to be killed by his ultimate move. But he was too close to Zhou Qingfeng. How could he know that there was suddenly a black guy in front of him? Naturally, he was distracted while controlling the statue.

The black warrior didn't care so much. He slashed with his heavy greatsword vertically, chopping at the neck of the cultivator with the copper bowl without any fancy moves. With a 'clang' sound, a greyish white color appeared on the neck and some dust burst out. That was the sign that the Strength Diamond Talisman had broken through the defense. The black warrior raised his sword again and chopped down. The cultivator with the copper bowl had already fallen to the ground. He raised his hand and took out a jade tablet.

This jade tablet suddenly expanded, protecting most of the body of the cultivator with the copper bowl. The black warrior's greatsword fiercely chopped down on it. If the first strike couldn't break it, the second strike would shatter it. This jade tablet only managed to withstand two strikes — — this was the strength of bone and muscle cultivators. Their attacks were too fast, the power of each spirit energy attack wasn't any weaker than a spell. Once a blood and qi cultivator got close to them, it would be very difficult to escape.

The jade tablet broke, but the cultivator with the copper bowl had a chance to escape. Using the Divine Strider talisman's power, he managed to escape a few meters away in a single breath. Behind him, 'Great Tiger Deity' and the others also hurriedly came to protect him, giving him a chance to breathe. But the cultivator barely escaped death, still crying out in grief: "My copper bowl!"

The copper bowl was worth a lot of money, it was about to capture Zhou Qingfeng, but it didn't have a master to control it. It spun a few times in the air before falling down. Zhou Qingfeng happened to catch it. Zhou Qingfeng was very fond of this white alms bowl. He opened his mouth and said, "Thank you. If you have any other treasures, just use them, you won't have a chance later! "

Zhou Qingfeng rode his wolf away, the black warrior closely followed. 'Great Tiger Deity' on the other side saw that chasing like this wasn't going to work, so he shouted: "Friends, don't hide anymore. I have a 'Ground Shrink' talisman, we'll teleport there later, everyone use your ultimate move to kill that brat! "

While he was talking, the talisman in 'Great Tiger Deity's' hand had already burned out. The figures of the dozen people around him immediately became translucent, as if they were covered by a layer of ripples. Everyone was originally chasing after Zhou Qingfeng, but the effect of this talisman was to instantly shorten the distance between them and their opponent. With a single step, they crossed a few dozen meters, and suddenly stood face to face with Zhou Qingfeng.

'Great Tiger Deity' didn't care about the fourth rank talisman that he spent a lot of money to buy, as soon as he saw Zhou Qingfeng in front of him, he angrily shouted: "Kill him!"

The dozen or so cultivators also knew that this opportunity couldn't be missed. Lightning flashed and thunder roared from their hands. Especially the one who just lost the copper bowl, he was even more furious. He used all of his trump cards to kill Zhou Qingfeng and take back the 'copper bowl' that he lost.

Flames, lightning, golden spears, acid, green wood, all kinds of spells were thrown towards Zhou Qingfeng at the same time. He couldn't dodge, the place where he was standing was quickly covered by all kinds of incomparably gorgeous light and shadow effects. The scene was filled with exploding smoke and dust, blue lightning and corrosive green poison intertwined. The rumbling was deafening, and even a rock inside would be torn apart.

Seeing this scene, Xu Bing's heart suddenly tightened. Tan Feng who was nearby was also stunned. The high-flying Flat Hair quickly rushed down. The people who were watching from afar cried out in pain. Only 'Great Tiger Deity' at the scene was still shouting at the top of his lungs: "Kill him, kill him, fellow Daoists, don't stop, don't stop!"

All kinds of spells were thrown for 7-8 rounds. The dozen or so cultivators were filled with hatred, wanting to kill this brat that made a fool out of them. They had used fifty to sixty spells in total, and several layers of the ground had been blasted away by them. Only when the smoke and dust covered the entire area did they stop to catch their breaths.

It was a bit tiring to use so many spells at once.

"Is he dead? Is he dead? " The cultivator who lost the bowl was the most concerned, he was still holding a golden dart in his hand, ready to use it at any time. Seeing the smoke and dust cover the area, he was afraid that his copper bowl would be stolen, so he hurriedly went forward to loot the corpse.

'Great Tiger Deity' and the others were a bit more cautious, they were all standing outside, waiting for any movement. As the cultivator who lost the bowl walked into the smoke and dust, he kept shouting 'Is he dead?', using this shout to vent the fear and anger in his heart. But after shouting a few words, a muffled sound was heard, as if someone hit his head, and then he went silent.

'Great Tiger Deity' was waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate, hearing that there was no movement inside, he couldn't help but shout: "Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, did you find that brat's corpse? If you found it, you can't just keep it to yourself, otherwise the other brothers won't agree "

There was still no sound inside the smoke and dust, but it was slowly dispersing. A tall figure could be vaguely seen standing inside, looking at the clear armor, the tall and sturdy figure, it was the Black Samurai that was always following Zhou Qingfeng.

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