"Little Junior Brother, three Void Realm peak martial cultivators are coming. Take out your weapon and prepare to attack." A voice transmission entered Qin Shaofeng's ears.
Qin Shaofeng was stunned when he heard it.
Take out his weapon and prepare to fight?
What the hell was this?
He indeed believed his combat strength was formidable, but at most, he could only rival fifth or sixth grade Heavenly Moon Tier martial cultivators, right?
Yet this Wujian Senior Brother who had sent him the transmission wanted him to fight three Void Realm peak experts?
Wasn't that sending him to his death?
Though his heart was filled with all sorts of doubts,
he still took out the Ghost Melody battle saber and gathered his strength, ready to strike.
In the blink of an eye,
three more figures had already appeared around him.
The three were in no hurry to attack. Instead, they first glanced at the three people in the room who were struggling against the restriction, and all frowned.
"What kind of formation is that, to actually trap the three of them?" one of them said with a frown.
"Who cares what grand formation it is? There's only that one, anyway."
Another man gave a savage grin and said, "Kid, we don't have to kill you. Leave Heavenly Machine City at once, and we can spare your miserable life."
"We can't let him go that easily. You must swear a Heavenly Dao oath that you will never use any means to deal with any member of our Heavenly Machine Tower," the last man shouted.
Three Void Realm peak cultivators had surrounded a mere Ninth-tier Earth Moon Tier martial cultivator.
No matter who looked at it, Qin Shaofeng had only one path: compromise.
Naturally, that was what they all thought as well.
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