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At this moment, Qin Fengming was confronting two Peak Core Formation cultivators, yet he no longer felt the slightest fear. Even if the two possessed heaven-defying methods, he was absolutely confident he could escape safely.
This was not because Qin Fengming was arrogant and conceited. Over the past several years, he had already slain dozens of Peak Core Formation cultivators. Relying on his powerful corpse puppet and mightily powerful talismans, any Core Formation cultivator who dared underestimate him had never lasted even one move.
Although the cultivator surnamed Fang of the Flying Locust Alliance was slightly startled upon hearing his words, when facing an early Core Formation cultivator, he still wore an expression of disdain.
For ordinary cultivators, with several realms between them, victory over an opponent would be utterly impossible. Even escaping with their lives would be an exceedingly difficult matter.
But Qin Fengming, who stood opposite him, was no ordinary cultivator. Just as the cultivator surnamed Fang was sneering at Qin Fengming's words, he suddenly discovered a dark streak shooting toward him with something wrapped inside. Its speed was astonishingly fast; in the blink of an eye, it had reached a point fifty or sixty zhang away.
The cultivator surnamed Fang had extremely rich combat experience. Startled, he opened his mouth, and a blue streak flew out from within. In the wind, it transformed into a gigantic weapon more than a dozen zhang long, cleaving rapidly toward that mass of dark light.
The blue giant blade exuded a heaven-shaking pressure, as though it possessed the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.
"Bang!"
With a deafening boom, the enormous blue blade struck