We Agreed to Hold Them Off, So How Did We Wipe Them All Out?

"One at the Sixth Level of Qi Refining and one at the Qi Refining Third Layer. They really did look down on us."

The two remaining Lu Household cultivators exchanged glances, both wearing amused smiles.

But their smiles soon vanished.

Qin Fei swept a hand, and several puppet spheres fell to the ground. Flame Martial Guards appeared one after another.

Immediately afterward, a disturbance came from underground, and two earth-yellow puppet pythons burst out of the soil.

The pythons were fearsome and enormous, standing over ten zhang tall.

A single sweep of a tail brought down the houses on both sides of the street.

"Sixth Level of Qi Refining puppets."

The two Lu Household cultivators' faces darkened.

The Sixth Level of Qi Refining alone was nothing much, but two had appeared at once. With Qin Fei and those low-tier puppets added to the mix, their fighting strength was enough to challenge a Late Qi Refining cultivator.

"This man has some tricks. Leave him to me for now. Finish off that old man as quickly as you can, then join forces with me to kill him."

One of them, a long-bearded man, gave the order, and the two immediately split up.

When Old Zhang saw a scar-faced man charging at him, he groaned inwardly.

But he dared not speak up and disturb Qin Fei, afraid of distracting him.

Just then, a puppet wreathed in blazing flames descended from the sky and blocked the way in front of him.

Qi Refining Seventh Layer, the Flame Martial Envoy.

The scar-faced man came to an abrupt halt. He sensed a hint of danger from the puppet.

Without giving him time to think, the Flame Martial Envoy launched its attack.

It raised a hand, and a cannon barrel suddenly emerged from the center of its palm. A barrage of Technique Methods shot out like cannon shells.

Old Zhang shouted excitedly and threw caution to the wind, pulling out everything he had saved up.

A stack of First-Tier Superior-Grade talismans a full handspan thick!

He flung the talismans madly into the fight as though they cost nothing.

The scar-faced man's expression changed drastically. Faced with firepower that blotted out the sky, he did not know what to do for a moment and could only bring out a defensive Law Artifact to resist with all his might.

But it did not work very well.

Talismans had one advantage: their power depended solely on their grade and was unaffected by the person using them.

So although Old Zhang was only at the Qi Refining Third Layer, his attacks were still fierce once someone gave him cover.

In the blink of an eye, the fight on his side had become completely one-sided.

The long-bearded man's expression grew grave. He had intended for his companion to finish off Old Zhang quickly, then join him in dealing with the person before him.

Who would have thought things would take an unexpected turn, with a Qi Refining Seventh Layer puppet suddenly appearing?

If he wanted to win, he could only deal with the young man in front of him first.

The long-bearded man wasted no words. With a beckon of one hand, a small, bright silver mirror appeared in it.

Light rippled across its surface, and each time it lit up, it fired an attack like a laser.

It was so fast that it was difficult to react.

Qin Fei was blasted backward by a strike before he even had time to set up a defense.

Fortunately, the Ice Silk Soft Armor protected his body. Although he was in terrible pain, he suffered no serious injuries.

The long-bearded man was surprised that Qin Fei could still get up. He pointed a finger at the mirror, and its flashes suddenly came faster.

Beams of light shot out one after another. When they collided, they refracted again, forming new beams.

In the end, they formed a dense net of light that descended over Qin Fei.

Flame Martial Guards exploded one after another, only for countless puppet spheres to replenish their ranks.

Qin Fei's expression grew grave. He had never seen this kind of Law Artifact, one so well suited to attacking groups.

But he did not panic. He slapped his waist with one hand, and a small crimson shield flew out.

The Crimson Flame Shield grew in the wind, transforming into a sphere that enclosed him completely.

A dense barrage of light beams struck the Crimson Flame Shield. Its glow flickered, but it never shattered.

Qin Fei gritted his teeth and held on, continuously feeding Spiritual Power from his body into the Crimson Flame Shield.

Meanwhile, the puppets outside also began to move.

The two Desolate Rock Ghost Pythons, one on each side, opened their bloody maws and spewed out clouds of emerald-green poisonous miasma.

Even the slightest contact with it left one dizzy and lightheaded.

Behind them, the Flame Martial Guards' hands turned into Law Technique machine guns, continuously unleashing all manner of low-tier Technique Methods.

An interesting scene unfolded.

The long-bearded man kept attacking a crimson sphere, yet could not break through.

Meanwhile, the puppets around him were all trying to kill him, and he could not ignore them.

Looks like I can't win in a short time. I'll retreat first!

The long-bearded man made his decision at once and bellowed.

He felt somewhat helpless. Two Late Qi Refining cultivators could not take down two people whose cultivation levels were so far below theirs. It was truly inconceivable.

But his companion gave no response at all. The long-bearded man turned to look and was greatly shocked.

His companion was nowhere to be seen. The scar-faced man had long since been blasted to pieces, with not a scrap left.

In truth, the scar-faced man could not be blamed. He was not weak.

If he had only been facing a Qi Refining Seventh Layer puppet, he would even have been confident of winning.

Unfortunately, behind the puppet stood a First-Tier Talisman Master who threw talismans like stones.

Together, the two made a terrifying combination.

Technique Methods filled the sky, their onslaught almost never letting up.

There were talismans of every kind, ice one moment and fire the next, making them extremely difficult to predict.

Most infuriating of all, Old Zhang mixed in a few low-grade talismans from time to time, leaving him unsure whether to dodge or stand his ground.

In the end, he could only die full of resentment.

The long-bearded man's face darkened, and he looked again at the golden bowl to the side.

Ever since his three companions had been drawn inside, not a sound had come from it. He did not know whether they were alive or dead.

He clenched his fists, turned, and fled, apparently no longer intending to concern himself with the lives of those three companions.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Qin Fei pressed two fingers together and pointed upward. A Desolate Rock Ghost Python suddenly burrowed out of the ground and coiled around the long-bearded man.

The long-bearded man snorted coldly, and a brilliant blue-green light suddenly erupted from his body.

The Desolate Rock Ghost Python broke apart section by section, instantly reduced to a pile of parts on the ground.

But during that brief delay, a pale blue flying sword had already reached him.

The long-bearded man smiled disdainfully and was about to block it when a resonant bell suddenly rang in his mind.

"Dong-"

His movements faltered, and his entire body froze in place.

The next instant, the flying sword pierced the center of his brow and emerged from the back of his head, scattering red and white matter across the ground.

The long-bearded man's body fell stiffly to the ground.

A Late Qi Refining cultivator, dead.

Qin Fei let out a long breath, feeling all the gloom of the past few days swept away.

Ever since the Lu Household threatened him, he had been frantically improving his strength. He did not ask for much; he only wanted to stay alive.

The matter with Fairy Caiyi had also left him feeling constrained.

Although he had prepared in advance and it had caused no substantial consequences, it had still been unpleasant.

Ultimately, he was too weak and was constrained by others at every turn.

Now, after this battle, the pressure and displeasure in his heart seemed to have found an outlet, draining away completely.

Sure enough, people needed to let loose once in a while.

No matter how they did it.

Qin Fei felt somewhat better, but he did not let down his guard.

Three Lu Household cultivators were still trapped in the golden bowl beside him.

He walked up to the golden bowl and tapped it with a finger.

"Brother Hu, are you all right?"

Before long, the golden bowl suddenly burst with dazzling light.

A bedraggled figure then shot out of it and streaked into the distance without looking back.

Wang Hu emerged after him, soaked in blood and carrying two severed heads, like a demon that had crawled out of the netherworld.

His strength was nothing to scoff at now.

Ever since he began earning Spirit Stones with Qin Fei, his Law Artifacts had undergone a complete transformation. There were not many people at his cultivation level who could match him.

Now, facing several ordinary Qi Refining Seventh Layer cultivators, he had slain two in succession.

Looking at the man who was still trying to escape, Wang Hu shouted:

"Stop right there, scoundrel! Your life is mine!"