I have a Qiankun Ring

A silver light flashed from behind Master Zhang, blocking the way forward.

At this time, Master Zhang turned around with a cold face and looked at the newcomer.

"I am Liao Qingyun from Linghe Sect. Sorry for disturbing you!"

After hearing the name of Linghe Sect, Master Zhang's face changed slightly. Quanyang Kingdom and Fengdeng Kingdom do not border each other, but Hehuan Sect has heard of the name of the largest sect in Fengdeng Kingdom.

"Zhang Qingyu from Hehuan Sect, what is Fellow Daoist Liao doing?"

At this time, Zhang Qingyu tried to delay as much time as possible to wait for the arrival of rescue from Hehuan Sect.

Liao Qingyun smiled slightly at this time, revealing a meaningful smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhang has something I want in his hand, I wonder if you can give it to me."

Hearing that the other party wanted to forcibly take the Nascent Soul Pill from him, Zhang Qingyu couldn't help but laugh in anger and said: "Although fellow Daoist is a cultivator of the Linghe Sect, it is a bit too much for you to want to rob in our Quanyang country!"

"Hahaha!" After hearing Zhang Qingyu's words, Liao Qingyun laughed, and then said: "Since fellow Daoist Zhang is unwilling to give it, don't blame Liao for being rude!"

After Liao Qingyun finished speaking, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a sledgehammer flew out of it, hitting the direction where Zhang Qingyu was.

At this time, Zhang Qingyu's face changed. The tricks used by the other party as a late Jindan cultivator were definitely not so easy to resolve. After thinking, Zhang Qingyu took out a fiery red scarf from the storage bag. Under the urging of his spiritual power, the scarf quickly expanded and soon expanded to a size of more than ten feet, covering Zhang Qingyu's entire body.

The sledgehammer hit the square scarf hard, making the whole scarf concave. Zhang Qingyu stood on the scarf's magic weapon, which was also the most powerful protective magic weapon she had. If she could not resist the opponent's attack, she would be in danger.

Seeing that the opponent easily defended his attack, Liao Qingyun made a puzzled sound, and then manipulated the sledgehammer to hit the scarf again. Zhang Qingyu hid in the Yuanying Pill in the scarf's hand.

The sledgehammer was like a meteor falling from the sky, hitting the scarf again, making it more concave than before.

At this time, there was something strange about the scarf.

After searching the spiritual sense on the scarf, Zhang Qingyu's face turned pale after a while. The originally solid scarf now had a slight tear at the corner. If it was attacked with the same strength later, it would be completely damaged in a few times.

Liao Qingyun also noticed the abnormality of the scarf and showed a strange smile on his face. He urged the spiritual power in his body to dance the sledgehammer and hit the scarf again.

The force of the sledgehammer was even more terrifying than before, as if it wanted to smash the whole handkerchief into pieces with one blow.

Zhang Qingyu did not dare to be careless at this moment, and poured all her spiritual power into the handkerchief, hoping to rely on the spiritual power and the handkerchief to delay the opponent until her own rescue arrived.

"Bang!" A dull sound was heard, like a heavy hammer hitting a drum. Zhang Qingyu's whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, and blood began to ooze out of all parts of his body. The opponent's blow just now successfully injured him.

"Is this the difference between the middle and late stages of the Golden Core?" Zhang Qingyu spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, thinking with some self-mockery.

"Daoyou, quickly hand over the Nascent Soul Pill obediently, and you can still save your life. Otherwise, you will die and everything will be in vain!" Liao Qingyun comforted Zhang Qingyu.

Liao Qingyun's strength completely crushed the opponent. The reason why he has not yet killed him is that he is worried about the impact after killing him. If the opponent is just a Condensation Stage cultivator, he would have killed him long ago. After all, there are countless Condensation Stage cultivators on the Zhongzhou Continent, and killing a few of them casually will not cause any bad effects. However, the opponent is a Jindan Stage cultivator of the Hehuan Sect. If he is killed casually by himself, once it is found out, the Linghe Sect and the Hehuan Sect will be in a situation of life and death.

Although the two sects do not border each other, there are tens of thousands of miles between them. If this matter is known by the superior country, the Linghe Sect will not have a good life.

After hearing what Liao Qingyun said, Zhang Qingyu sneered and said, "If you want to kill me, you would have already done it. Why bother to dawdle here!"

At this time, Liao Qingyun's face changed slightly, and a hint of sternness flashed in his eyes: "Since you don't want to drink, don't blame Liao's men for being ruthless!"

After saying that, he raised the sledgehammer again. At this time, a large amount of spiritual power flashed around the sledgehammer to wrap it up, and the overall momentum was much stronger than before.

Zhang Qingyu saw the spiritual power constantly surging on the sledgehammer at this time, and his face turned pale. What he said just now really angered the other party, and it seemed that he was really ready to kill him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyu didn't have time to think about it. He manipulated the square scarf and threw it towards the other party, trying to trap the other party with the square scarf, and turned around and fled in another direction.

Liao Qingyun snorted coldly and a powerful spiritual power burst out from his body, wrapping himself up. A spiritual giant ten feet tall appeared out of thin air. The giant punched the handkerchief flying towards him hard, knocking it away. Then another punch followed, and the handkerchief flying backwards was smashed into pieces by this punch.

After feeling the handkerchief being damaged, Zhang Qingyu looked back in horror, but saw a sledgehammer flying towards him, hitting him at an extremely fast speed.

In a hurry, Zhang Qingyu used her spiritual power to wrap her body. After being hit by the sledgehammer, half of her body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Liao Qingyun gently waved his hand to summon the sledgehammer back, and then quickly flew towards Zhang Qingyu who fell to the ground.

Zhang Qingyu, who lost half of her body, lay on the ground helplessly. The previous blow was too fierce and damaged the golden elixir in her body.

Looking at Liao Qingyun flying towards her, Zhang Qingyu's eyes revealed a hint of anger.

Liao Qingyun landed beside Zhang Qingyu, looking at her coldly, with a sneer on his face: "Daoyou, what do you think? If you give me the Nascent Soul Pill obediently, although your cultivation will be damaged, you can still keep your life. If you practice at ease for a hundred years, it is not impossible to recover."

"Haha!" Zhang Qingyu sneered.

"If I give you the Nascent Soul Pill, will you let me go?"

Hearing this, Liao Qingyun was stunned. Then he nodded gently.

"Give me my storage bag, and I'll take out the Nascent Soul Pill."

Liao Qingyun looked at Zhang Qingyu and then slowly handed over the storage bag in his hand.

At this moment, a sinister look flashed in Zhang Qingyu's eyes. After noticing the abnormality of the other party, Liao Qingyun's face suddenly changed, and then he quickly opened his spiritual power to wrap himself up.

With Zhang Qingyu as the center of the circle, the ground around him quickly cracked, and the powerful impact burst out and shook Liao Qingyun away.