Xue Pingzhi laughed loudly, not putting Wen Yiming in his eyes at all. “Haha! How dare an ant like you attack this old man? I can kill you with a single move of my finger.”

Wen Yiming was a little nervous. He knew that what Xue Pingzhi was saying was not boasting but the truth. However, even so, he still drew his sword and stood in front of Qin Feng, putting his life and death aside.

“Yo! Your cultivation is not high, but your backbone is quite high. Forget it, I will give you a pleasant way to die.”

Xue Pingzhi’s expression turned cold and he was about to make a move. Qin Feng hurriedly stopped him and said, “Senior Xue, wait a moment. I promise to help you refine the Spirit Gathering Pill …”

“Young Hero Qin, don’t worry about me. These are all beast-hearted fellows. It’s better to die than surrender to them.” Wen Yiming shouted anxiously.

Of course, Qin Feng didn’t really want to submit, but he could only pretend to say, “Brother Wen, I have to lower my head under the eaves. Don’t say anything else. Life is the most important thing.”

Xue Pingzhi laughed loudly. Previously, he had been rejected by Qin Feng on the flying ship, and he had always harbored hatred in his heart. Right now, Qin Feng was as obedient and obedient as his younger brother, greatly satisfying his vanity. This was a Pill King existence.

‘”Haha! Is Pill King Qin right? He who knows the times is a hero. Don’t worry, I’m a man of my word. As long as you help me refine the Spirit Gathering Pill and hand over all the pills on my body, I can guarantee that you and that friend will live together.”

Wen Yiming glared at Xue Pingzhi angrily, evidently not believing his nonsense.

Qin Feng nodded and sat cross-legged on the ground. “Alright, I’ll start refining pills now. Have your junior brothers help me pick some spirit herbs.”

Without Xue Pingzhi’s words, the Xue Clan disciples excitedly ran to pick the Spirit Channeling Grass. Xue Pingzhi stood at the side and stared at Qin Feng, in case he played any tricks.

“Pill King Qin, are these spirit herbs enough?”

Not long after, the three Xue Clan disciples rushed back. Among these three, there was one expert from the Nine Realms of Saint Kings, and the other two were only at the Six Realms of Saint Kings.

Qin Feng looked at Xue Pingzhi, who was staring at him. Qin Feng took out a jade bottle and threw it over. Xue Pingzhi was slightly stunned as he caught the jade bottle.

“What does this mean?” Xue Pingzhi did not open the jade bottle and stared at Qin Feng.

“Senior Xue has always wanted Essence Pill. There are six Essence Pill in this bottle, enough for you to break through to Buddha’s Light.” Qin Feng’s voice was calm.

The Xue Clan disciples cried out in alarm. That was Wang Dan-quality Essence Pill. Xue Pingzhi could no longer remain calm, his hands trembling as he grabbed the jade bottle.

Although he suspected that Qin Feng might be playing tricks again, he could not help but open the jade bottle. A burst of dense pill fragrance instantly floated out. This fragrance was familiar to Xue Pingzhi, and it was precisely Essence Pill’s pill fragrance.

“Haha! What a bottle of Essence Pill. This old man has finally broken through to Buddha’s Light.”

Xue Pingzhi had been at the peak of the Nine Realms of the Saint King for a long time. Now, he suddenly had the hope of stepping into the Buddha Light Realm. The joy in his heart was indescribable. He had even forgotten to stare at Qin Feng’s actions for a moment.

Rumble!

A loud explosion erupted at this moment.

Qin Feng slapped out his hand, causing the two junior brothers who were staring at Xue Pingzhi’s pills to explode. Another disciple of the middle stage of the Nine Realms of the Saint King came to his senses and hurriedly stabbed his sword at Qin Feng. He was only halfway through his movements when a pink flying sword pierced through his heart, freezing him in place forever.

“Not good, Qin wants to rebel.”

The other two disciples suddenly woke up. One of them was at the Seven Saint Kings Stage, while the other was at the middle Nine Saint Kings Stage. By the time the two of them shouted, Qin Feng had already fired his flying sword.

With a loud explosion, that Saint King Seven Realm disciple was killed.

“Qin Feng, I want you to die a terrible death.”

In the blink of an eye, Xue Pingzhi saw his four junior brothers die on the spot. His eyes were bloodshot as he slashed at them with his sword.

Qin Feng attacked too quickly and too fiercely, so much so that Wen Yiming still couldn’t regain his senses. He knew that Qin Feng’s current realm was extremely powerful, but when he personally witnessed him instantly kill all of the middle Nine Stage Saint Kings, Wen Yiming found it hard to believe.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sword light shrouded the earth like a giant net descending.

Wen Yiming didn’t even have the ability to resist. Under the impact of the huge sword qi, he directly knelt on the ground and spat out blood.

Qin Feng said anxiously, “Brother Wen, are you alright?”

Wen Yiming’s voice was weak, “Young Hero Qin, don’t worry about me. Leave first.”

“Wait until I break through the sword net, hurry up and find a place to hide …”

How could Qin Feng abandon Wen Yiming? However, Wen Yiming’s current cultivation level was too low. Staying here would instead drag him down.

Qin Feng roared angrily as he brandished a golden saber in his hand. The blade swept out like a giant dragon soaring into the sky. Blades, swords, and shadows collided in midair, causing a loud explosion that shook the heavens and earth.

Wen Yiming was unable to withstand the pressure of this powerful aura. His face was as pale as paper, and his clothes were wet with sweat. Before Qin Feng could delay, he grabbed his collar and threw it out. Wen Yiming flew out of the crack that the golden phoenix had split open.

Rumble!

Without any worries, Qin Feng slashed again.

After he stepped into the Eight Realms of the Saint King, the power of the Golden Phoenix Strike had increased by countless times.

The high-altitude sword web continued to explode, and its aura finally dissipated. Xue Pingzhi’s expression turned cold as he swung his sword towards Qin Feng again.

“Xue Zheng, go kill Wenren.”

Xue Pingzhi’s roar spread out. He deliberately trapped Qin Feng here and asked his junior brother to chase after Wen Yiming. That Xue Zheng was an expert at the middle stage of the Nine Realms of the Saint King, and Wen Yiming was unable to withstand a single blow from him.

“Big Senior Brother, hold on. I’ll help you when I’m done with the smell.” Xue Zheng shouted.

Xue Pingzhi was furious, “What nonsense are you talking about? Just a mere Qin Feng, I can kill him by myself.”

Xue Zheng didn’t say anything else. He flew in the direction where Wen Yiming had left. However, just as the figure arrived in mid-air, a white light flashed and flew towards his body.

Swoosh!

The wind was ear-piercing, pulling out a white cloud in the sky.

A trace of fear appeared in Xue Zheng’s eyes. He felt as if he had just brushed past Reaper.

“What’s going on?” Xue Pingzhi realized that something wasn’t right, but he didn’t see what was flying out just now.

“Big Senior Apprentice Brother, there was an arrow that almost pierced through me. It was extremely fast.” Xue Zheng’s tone trembled, and he even forgot to pursue Wen Yiming for a moment.

“Qin, you’re courting death.”

Xue Pingzhi was furious. It was an insult to him that a peak Saint King Nine Realms expert could still be distracted from dealing with Xue Zheng during a battle with Qin Feng.

Xue Pingzhi no longer held back. He swung out a dense net of swords and shouted at Xue Zheng, who was in a daze, “What are you still waiting for? Quickly go kill Wen.”

Xue Zheng was still a little worried, but he had no choice but to obey Big Senior Brother’s orders. Just as the flying sword under his feet shot out, another loud wind-breaking sound came from behind him. This time, Xue Zheng couldn’t dodge and his entire right arm was blasted apart by the Cloud Piercing Arrow.