Seeing the man's sickly face, Qin Feng started to think about his body. From the looks of where he was standing, he should be a disciple of the Zhong Lingfeng.

Thinking about Zhong Lingfeng's Elder Long, Qin Feng started to have a strange expression on his face when he looked at the middle-aged man.

The disciples of the Zhong Lingfeng were truly strange, each one was older than the last.

For a time, as the disciples of the main peak began to speak, streams of vigorous auras also began to emit from them.

"Roar!"

A furious roar echoed.

A gigantic illusion appeared behind Zhan Batian.

This figure was like a saint. He was wearing a long robe and held a scroll in his hand.

"Hmph …" Zhan Batian, you are courting death! "

Shui Wuhen gave a long roar.

From that seemingly handsome face, lines flashed up like dragon markings. His eyes flickered with a sharp light, and with the halberd in his hand, his aura seemed to reach the heavens.

"This idiot …" Why did you have to provoke this madman!? "

The disciples of the various peaks who had originally planned to support Zhan Batian, after feeling the aura from his body, immediately changed their expressions one after another.

He cursed silently in his heart.

Although Shui Wuhen looked extremely delicate and pretty, this fellow was absolutely abnormal.

His way of fighting was like that of a madman. If he was to fight Shui Wuhen, even if he did not die, he would at least lose a layer of skin, thus, although Shui Wuhen would rarely appear, his name was still sufficient for others to remember.

"Everyone, it seems like this is not the time for us to fight right? This is a wasteland in the ruins of Demon Wind and Moon Sect, if we continue this stalemate, it won't benefit us at all! "

"That's right, Seniors, it's better to stop for the time being. This is the place of the Demonic Cultivator, we should not fall for the sinister scheme of the Devil Dao cultivators!"

"Cough, cough, cough …" "Not bad …"

"Hmph …" Qin Feng, you will never let this go so easily. Once we return to the Canghai Sect, you will be dead for sure! "

Facing Shui Wuhen's domineering att.i.tude, Zhan Batian obviously did not have absolute confidence in winning. He could only snort coldly and choose to withdraw.

"This old lady has waited for so long, Zhan Batian, is that thing still here? Why is it even weaker than the Poison King's appearance? "

The Yuehua peak's Lie Yan's exquisite face carried an expression of disappointment, but the words that came out of her seductive little mouth was particularly striking.

The Poison King started to cough loudly and could not help but argue:

"Junior Sister Lie Yan … This is an old habit of mine, I have a wife! "

However, Zhan Batian's face had already turned red, this Raging Flames was clearly cursing him as a man with no b.a.l.l.s.

For a moment, the faces of many female disciples blushed red. Towards their big senior sister from the Yuehua peak, they obviously could not help but feel helpless.

The Elder Lin Yue's beautiful face tightened as his jade-like hands started to clench into a fist.

It was obvious that even the Elder Lin Yue found it hard to accept Lie Yan's words.

Shui Wuhen said as he happily patted Qin Feng's shoulder.

Evidently, Qin Feng was extremely interested in him.

"Senior Brother, aren't you guys in front? Why did you suddenly return? "

Luo Yun could not help but ask curiously.