CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 105 MASTER, HURRY AND SAVE FOURTH BROTHER (6K)

Qian Dafu thought he could pretend not to see it, suppress his greed, and maintain a sense of reverence for the core disciples of the sect.

But after several sleepless nights, he found he really couldn’t do it.

He was not a saint, just an ordinary person.

So many top-grade Spirit Stones, and a ready Nascent Soul Formation Pill, one Foundation Establishment Realm, one Golden Core Realm Perfection; he could totally take a risk.

Even if he failed, he wouldn’t regret it, besides, with such meticulous arrangements, the probability of success was very high.

"Shopkeeper Qian, don’t forget it’s seven for me, three for you!" the Ghost Daoist lazily reminded.

No, to be precise, if what he said was true, then all these things might end up being all his.

One appeared to be late Foundation Establishment, the other was Golden Core Realm Perfection, as for Qian Dafu, just a useless early Golden Core Realm.

This place was deserted, with his mid Nascent Soul cultivation, it would be easy to crush them with a flick of his hand.

And besides, you are all people of the Taiqing Sect, sometimes the dead are better at keeping secrets.

Upon hearing this, Qian Dafu immediately became sober and hurriedly smiled apologetically: "Elder Ghost is completely right, it was the impoliteness of this junior. Now that we have completely left Lingyun Mansion, even if they send out a distress signal, no one can reach here in time."

"By the way, that guy named Yan Xiaohu has a Child and Mother Scroll on him, left by their master. Make sure not to let him open the scroll."

After hearing this, the two turned their gaze back to Qian Dafu, faces full of unfamiliarity and murderous intent.

This was completely sealing off their escape route.

The Ghost Daoist was also startled upon hearing this.

"Hmph, don’t worry, not even the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I will definitely take care of them!" The Ghost Daoist spoke proudly, his face showing a cruel expression.

Qian Dafu, watching Ghost Daoist from the side, quietly formed a sinister smile as he lowered his head.

"Men die for wealth, birds die for food. You two youngsters who don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, if you have to blame, blame your shallow fortune. This place as your burial ground, is quite fitting."

The Ghost Daoist with a grim face, didn’t delay further, waving the black flag in his hand, a black mist surged out instantly, countless evil spirits with bared fangs rushing out, emitting shrill cries, sending chills down the spine.

These evil spirits surged like tides towards Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu, and the Ghost Daoist, in the blink of an eye, disappeared from the spot.

Qian Dafu also didn’t hesitate, moving like lightning, stabbing out three long swords like flashes of lightning.

"I will block them, you find a chance and run, don’t worry about me!"

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu couldn’t care less, shouting out loudly, the blade in his hand glowing brightly, a dazzling blade light instantly cut through the sky, slashing fiercely into the black mist with an unmatched force.

With a loud bang, the black mist was split in half, but quickly merged back together.

And at that moment, the Ghost Daoist appeared abruptly from above, hands quickly forming seals, three tall evil spirits, exuding the aura of Golden Core Realm Perfection, slowly walked out of the black flag, roaring as they charged towards Yan Xiaohu.

Thunder arced through Zhou Qing’s broken sword as he intended to step forward and help, but Qian Dafu dashed from the other side like lightning.

"Zhou Qing, today is the day you die!" Qian Dafu sneered, three flying swords instantly unsheathed, transforming into three radiant beams, shooting towards Zhou Qing.

The speed was so fast, the air was sliced through with sharp sounds.

This stark contrast gave Zhou Qing a new understanding of human treachery. He had never felt such intense killing intent towards anyone.

"I don’t recall ever saying I was late Foundation Establishment Realm!" Zhou Qing no longer hid his strong aura belonging to mid Golden Core Realm, causing Qian Dafu’s face to change drastically.

"You deserve to die!" Silver light flashed under Zhou Qing’s feet as he approached the flying swords, swiftly swinging his broken sword, a large thunder arc shot out instantly.

The clash emitted an earth-shattering noise, sending the three flying swords flying backwards.

"Silver Dragon Hand!!!" Zhou Qing raised both hands, a giant silver dragon roared, shooting out menacingly.

Seeing this, Qian Dafu turned and tried to flee without a second thought.

He had never expected Zhou Qing wasn’t at Foundation Establishment Realm, but a whole level higher at mid Golden Core Realm.

A complete miscalculation.

"Cyan Wood Spirit Shield!" Zhou Qing formed seals with his hands, countless vines spurted out from the trees below, trapping Qian Dafu.

Before he could break free, the silver dragon struck.

"No----" A terrifying explosion echoed through the heavens and earth, followed by a scorched corpse falling straight down.

Zhou Qing snorted coldly, quickly looking towards the sky to assist.

"Useless!"

Seeing Qian Dafu killed in one strike, the Ghost Daoist spat directly.

This guy dared to guarantee everything was under control without even comprehending the opponent’s strength.

But then again, it saved him some trouble later on.

"Yan, move aside!" Zhou Qing shouted.

Without a word, Yan Xiaohu quickly retreated.

"Thunder Sword Skills, first move, Thunder Void-breaking Slash, Break!"

Silver light gleamed under Zhou Qing’s feet as he appeared in the center of the three evil spirits, fiercely swinging his broken sword at this moment.

In an instant, the sky underwent a sudden change, dark clouds rolled, and streaks of thunder weaved through the clouds like silver snakes.

Then transformed into several terrifying sword energies crashing down.