Although he had only glanced over once, Qin Fengming already knew that the middle-aged cultivator currently battling Yellow Beard Venerable, his entire body wrapped in black mist, not only possessed formidable methods and strength, but also had an exceptionally tough physical body.
When his physical body collided with Yellow Beard Venerable's, he had not fallen into the slightest disadvantage.
As his figure flashed, Qin Fengming had barely appeared when the two combatants abruptly separated. With their figures flickering rapidly, they each retreated dozens of yards.
Both sides looked toward Qin Fengming, their faces filled with astonishment and disbelief.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, could it be that you escaped the entanglement of those five people?" Yellow Beard Venerable's expression darkened as he waved a hand, and a magic treasure was already in his grasp.
Faced with Qin Fengming's sudden appearance, Yellow Beard Venerable showed not the slightest trace of delight. In his heart, he seemed even more wary of the Qin Fengming who had appeared than of those two cultivators.
One had to know that Qin Fengming had intercepted five cultivators of the same level. Even if those five could not compare with the middle-aged cultivator before them, the combined strength of five people was absolutely not something a peak Nascent Soul cultivator could defeat and kill in the space of a few breaths.
Seeing the expressions of the three, Qin Fengming naturally knew what they were thinking. With a smile on his face, he did not answer, but instead moved and headed directly toward the injured cultivator only dozens of yards away.
Although he was not flying through the air, Qin Fengming's speed still left behind only an afterimage flashing with multicolored light.
"Damn it, you little brat are courting death!"
When the old man, who had already lost an arm,