Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

As soon as the old man surnamed Cui finished speaking, the faces of the man surnamed Qian and other five people nearby changed drastically, and they quickly released their spiritual weapons to prepare for the enemy.

At the same time, not far below the crowd, a white cloud slowly floated up. Within the white cloud, Wu Fan was staring at the sky.

He had listened to the previous conversations of the people above and was also paying attention to their actions.

Through the soul search and verification just now, he found that all the foundation-building monks from the Earth Demon Sect had arrived, except of course the two people he captured.

Seeing that the people above were about to start fighting, he hesitated a little, wondering whether he should help. To be honest, the life and death of the man named Qian and the other five people had nothing to do with him. Whether he should help or not, That depends on his mood.

But then I thought about it, if he could capture all these people back to the Qingfeng Sect, it goes without saying that the sect would definitely reward him with a large amount of contribution points. If so, it would be worthwhile to take action once.

But the premise is that the man named Qian and others must agree to him taking these people away. If they don't agree, then there is no need for him to rescue them.

Thinking of this, his lips moved slightly.

At the same time, the old man surnamed Cui and five others in the sky had surrounded the man surnamed Qian and others, and the battle was about to break out.

The man surnamed Qian and others were also slowly approaching each other. At this moment, they were watching each other's every move back to back, and their spiritual weapons were also surrounding them. They were obviously ready.

But on the faces of several people, the expressions of fear can be clearly seen, and there is a feeling of fear in their hearts. It can be said that if the monk in the late stage of foundation building is not here, they have nothing to fear, but now it is different. If nothing else, they should be here today.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly reached the ears of several people!

"Fellow Taoists, I am a member of the Qingfeng Sect. I am currently below you. I will make a long story short. All you need to do is listen. I don’t need to say more about the situation of you now, and I am transmitting a message to you to help you. But before I help these fellow Taoists, I have a condition. If you agree, I can help you deal with the person who is in the late stage of foundation building. The condition is that I help you catch these people. After that, I will bring all these people back to Qingfeng Sect. If a few of them agree, all they need to do is nod."

As soon as these words fell, the faces of the man surnamed Qian and others suddenly showed expressions of surprise. For them, this was really a chance of survival. They did not expect that there was a person from the Qingfeng Sect below.

If it is true what the other party said, then there is nothing they can't agree with. Just kidding, their lives are almost gone, why do they care about those few people? Since the other party can save them, then these people let him take him back to the sect. .

Several people looked at each other quickly, and then nodded in agreement.

Wu Fan below saw several people nodded and smiled on his face. Those people would agree. This was something he expected, but he still had to say it in advance so as to avoid unnecessary trouble later. Necessary trouble.

Since he had decided to help, he didn't hesitate and directly flew upwards with the Wind Spirit Sword quickly.

Above, just when the old man surnamed Cui and others were about to take action, they suddenly discovered that there was a ray of light flying at a very fast speed from below. They couldn't help but stop their movements and lowered their heads to look down.

But when they saw that this man was just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, their faces showed disapproval. Such a small character could not change anything for a few people, so they could just kill them all in a while.

When the man surnamed Qian and others saw Wu Fan, their faces showed disappointment. They didn't expect that this man only had such little cultivation, but he even boasted that he would deal with late-stage foundation-building monks.

Of course, while being disappointed, there is also a glimmer of hope in my heart, because as long as this person is not a fool, he must have some trump card, otherwise he would not be able to say those words, let alone come to die.

Wu Fan had a clear view of the expressions of the people above him, but he just smiled slightly and flew straight towards the old man named Cui without saying a word.

When the old man surnamed Cui saw that the other party was coming towards him, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face. He only had one thought in his heart, that is, this man was looking for death.

Wu Fan was extremely fast and arrived at this man's side in a few blinks. Then he turned to the man named Qian and others and said:

"Fellow Taoists, just stop the remaining few people. Don't let them escape. Buy me some time and leave the rest to me."

After hearing this, the man surnamed Qian and others looked at each other in confusion, and finally nodded. Now they had no other choice but to do as they were told.

When the old man surnamed Cui and others heard this, they suddenly burst into laughter, and the person named Yao Xianzi laughed sweetly and said:

"Little brother, who are you? Who gave you the confidence to deal with us? You really made me laugh to death."

"Haha, you will know who this is next."

Wu Fan glanced at the woman and smiled slightly.

At this time, the smile on the face of the old man named Cui gradually disappeared, and then became cold again, and he snorted coldly:

"Boy, if you come here to die on your own, you can't blame me."

"Haha, if you can kill me, then I will have no complaints, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Wu Fan turned to look at him, a light flashing in his eyes.

"Hmph, you don't need to use your words, you will be out of your mind soon."

After the old man surnamed Cui finished speaking, he turned to look at Fairy Yao and others and said:

"Fellow Daoists, please start. We can't waste any more time."

Fairy Yao and others looked serious when they heard this, nodded, and rushed towards their opponents.

Wu Fan also shouted to those people: "Fellow Daoists, please start."

As soon as the voice fell, he was the first to rush towards the old man.

The man surnamed Qian and others also gritted their teeth and attacked their opponents. In just a moment, the two sides fought together.

In that area, there was a sound of spiritual weapons colliding, and the shouts of the crowd.

At the same time, in the market below the crowd, many cultivators were looking up at the sky. Although they were still far away and could not hear the words of these people clearly, they could be sure that these people were all foundation-building cultivators by watching the power generated by these people when fighting.

Some brave cultivators were still standing and watching, while some timid people had already flown out of the market silently.

On the street outside a store, Ling Wei, Xin Yan and Jing Yao were also looking up at the sky, and next to them stood a dozen Qingfeng Sect disciples. It was obvious that these disciples were found by Ling Wei and others.