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Chapter 4100: Sneak Attack

When three late-stage, peak-level spiritualists faced a close-range sneak attack from a mid-stage spiritualist monk, in the minds of everyone, it could be said that no one would even think that they had missed the mark.

Not to mention the three late-stage spiritual masters and peak cultivators who jointly attacked, if they thought about it, even if one of them struck the opponent without him noticing, it would be enough to kill him on the spot.

It can be said that the three of them never thought that this young monk, who was only in the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment, could not only avoid three powerful attacks that had been planned for a long time, but also be able to kill him instantly with the joint efforts of the three of them.

The attack enveloped the three people.

These three monks did not hide in the forbidden magic circle. They only concentrated their aura forcefully and hid in the dense forest.

If Qin Fengming's consciousness had not been completely locked on the purple token that was traveling rapidly, no matter how powerful their invisibility powers were, the three of them would have been undetected by him in advance.

Suddenly, he felt a slender green silk thread appear in front of him, and the old woman in the late stage of trance, who was invisible on the big tree, suddenly exclaimed. However, although her stay in the frightened shriek was short, it was gone.

There is no chance of using any secret technique or magic weapon.

The only thing that can be done is to activate the body-protecting spiritual light with all its strength, and then quickly retreat and walk away.

But what made the old woman's soul tremble was that the strange green silk thread was not blocked by the extremely solid body-protecting spiritual light at all. It passed through the spiritual light in a flash and arrived in front of her.

The green fluorescent light flashed and entered her body directly.

The old woman only felt a tingling sensation that spread rapidly from the place where the silk thread touched her body, and a strange soul energy, like thin silk threads, instantly spread all over her body along the meridians in her body.

As that numb feeling instantly filled the whole body, his sea of ​​consciousness stagnated. The originally magnificent sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be frozen in an instant, and no more waves appeared.

A terrifying spirit poison emerged, and the spirit in the old woman's body, as the sea of ​​consciousness was imprisoned, lost consciousness for an instant, and she lost consciousness.

At the same time, the dragon wrapped in green flames that was more than ten feet long, its scales resounded with clang. As its huge body shook, hundreds of sharp blades swept across like a hurricane, heading towards the same name.

The stunned old man at the top of the spiritual realm attacked and left.

The old man at the pinnacle of the spiritual realm was extremely powerful, but he was sluggish for just a moment under the shroud of shock.

Just when he woke up and before he saw the attack coming, his figure was already shot away, and at the same time, a magic weapon like a gauze scarf was sacrificed by him.

The scarf was gray-black in color. As soon as it was revealed, a gray-black mist emerged. At the same time, it rose to a height of two feet. The gray-black mist swept in and completely enveloped the cultivator at the top of the spiritual realm.

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Even Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire the old man's response.

Such a quick reaction shows how rich the old man's fighting experience is.

In his opinion, even if his silk treasure that can imprison the opponent's magic weapon cannot imprison the huge dragon, it can still be done to resist it for a moment.

But he ultimately underestimated the power of the Devouring Ghost Fire.

Under the full force of the green dragon's attack, sharp blades shot out, and the sound of piercing the air was followed by a stabbing sound.

I saw that the silk magic weapon that the old man had placed high hopes on was shattered on the spot with little resistance in the hurricane composed of hundreds and thousands of sharp blades.

The sharp blade flashed and instantly involved the old man at the top of the spiritual realm who was retreating rapidly.

What frightened the old man was that the sharp blades carried a sharp and hot aura and did not kill him directly. Instead, the sharp blades flickered and circled, only surrounding his body instead of striking it.

Faced with the sharp blades that were being drawn but not fired, the old man knew that as long as he made the slightest movement at this moment, the young man would be able to drive the sharp blades and strike at his body.

"Hmph, if you want to plot something against Qin, it's really hard for you and the other three to do it."

For Qin Fengming, he was able to capture three sneak attack cultivators in an instant, which really didn't make him happy.

It can be said that many of the secret techniques and magic weapons he has on him at the moment are specially used for sneak attacks.

The combination of Bihunsi and Frightening Boo can be said to be an extremely effective trump card for Qin Fengming in close combat.

As for the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire, if the opponent is unaware or unprepared, as long as it is shot at close range, it is almost easy to catch it.

As the words came out of his mouth, Qin Fengming's figure had already appeared in front of the old man at the top of the spiritual realm who was wrapped in dense green sword blades. With a punch, a terrifying divine soul mist swept out. The mist swept through, and the old man only felt a

The irresistible soul energy came over him, his expression was horrified, and he lost his ability to resist.

Only two or three breaths had passed since the three theosophy cultivators launched a sneak attack to Qin Fengming's final attack with the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique and captured the last telepathic cultivator.

In such a short period of time, three peak cultivators from the Cold Raid Realm, who were in the late stage of divine connection, fell into the hands of Qin Fengming. This certainly does not mean that the Cold Raid Realm monks were not strong enough and lacked fighting experience.

The occurrence of such a situation can only show that the three of them lacked estimation of the situation and greatly underestimated the enemy.

No one would have thought that a monk in the middle stage of theosophy would easily resist the three powerful sneak attacks that the three of them had deliberately planned, so they did not even think of subsequent measures.

"I won't kill the three of you today, but you three don't want to snatch the purple token anymore. After the ruins of Jiyang Palace, you go to Black Pine City, and Qin will remove the restrictions in your body for you and others."

Just when Qin Fengming used his skills to capture the three Quefu monks, the purple token that was flying rapidly seemed to sense danger, and suddenly deflected and flew away in another direction.

Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming was too lazy to talk nonsense with the three of them. He woke them up directly and said calmly.

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already shot away.

Watching Qin Fengming escape from the distance, the three powerful men of the Quefu clan looked at each other with deep fear in their eyes.

If the other party wants to kill the three of them, it can be said that the three of them have no chance of survival, and even the Dan Ying and the spirit have no hope of survival.

It was hard for them to imagine that there was such a powerful monk among the three small ethnic groups.

"This young monk is probably not as powerful as the ancestor Zhan Yuan of the Qiongshan tribe."

"Looking at his attack methods, if we were to fight at close range, I am afraid that Patriarch Zhan Yuan, who has just advanced to the Xuan level, may not be his opponent."

"What you two said is true. If we didn't have a big helping hand, maybe this person alone would be enough to snatch the purple token."

The powerful eyes of the three Quefu tribe flashed with complex colors.
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