C1275 Take out Your Sword
C1275 Take out Your Sword
In the ancient martial arts circle, there were times when there was a huge difference in strength that couldn't be made up by numbers.
However, Duanmu Chengya and the other laymen clearly did not understand this principle.
The Ancient Qi Fighter warriors, who had been urged and even forced by them, could only grit their teeth and rush towards Qing Mei.
In an instant, countless ancient Qi condensed into a long dragon and rushed towards Qing Mei, who was standing on the ground.
Qing Mei slightly raised her eyebrows and waved the wooden sword in her hand in front of her in a mysterious fan-shaped way.
The wooden sword was floating in the air, as if it was shaking the clouds.
An invisible storm condensed out of the air without any prelude.
The storm spread out in a fan shape with Qing Mei at the center.
The storm grew stronger and stronger, blowing sand and sand all over the lake and causing the water to ripple.
"Crack - Crack - Crack -"
The hundred year old banyan on both sides of the plaza actually could not withstand this storm either, and many branches were broken off.
The guests who were originally spectating under the tree were smashed by the branches until their heads emitted stars, wailing in waves.
Countless people covered their eyes that were battered by the storm and sand, and said in shock in their hearts, 'This fine weather, why would such a strange wind suddenly blow over?'
The storm came quickly and left quickly.
When everyone opened their eyes again, they saw the floor full of people lying in front of Qing Mei!
Those aggressive Ancient Qi Fighter warriors were all unconscious on the floor.
Without exception, their clothes were in tatters, as if they had been cut by something.
Behind Qing Mei, Cai Jiannan, Ye Hong, and the others were in perfect condition. There wasn't even a grain of sand on their bodies.
Ye Hong's eyes lit up as he looked at Qing Mei with a hint of fanaticism.
He had just witnessed the moment Qing Mei attacked.
He also understood that the storm that suddenly descended was summoned by the old Daoist!
And those Ancient Qi Fighter warriors were all injured, defeated, and defeated by the sword Qi in the storm!
This amazing method of summoning wind and rain had aroused Ye Hong's interest.
This was the first time he had discovered that there seemed to be a realm in the ancient Qi Martial Arts that he had never come into contact with before.
And that was the sharpness that this blue-browed old Daoist had revealed!
A determination quietly appeared in Ye Hong's heart.
Lei Wei, Duanmu Chengya, Qin Guang, and Feng Jie. Jiang Qiuhuan, Qin Shou, Lei Peng, Duanmu Chi... ...
All the guests of the Qin Family were dumbfounded.
What exactly happened just now?
Why did those experts fall just like that?
Qing Mei put away the wooden sword, but once again hugged the wooden sword. His brows slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep again.
For some reason, looking at this drowsy old man, everyone suddenly recalled what Sima Chongting had said before the battle began.
"This is the end of hell. All of you, come over."
When these words reverberated in everyone's minds once again, a cold aura instantly wrapped around their hearts, causing everyone present to involuntarily tremble.
"Everyone, is there anyone else who is against Cai bringing his people away?"
Cai Jiannan swept his gaze over everyone present and smiled.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
The instigator of this incident, Lei Wei and the others lowered their heads so low that they almost touched their stomachs.
They were all stiff, afraid that if they moved even a finger, they would end up like those experts.
Sima Chongting put his palms together and said in a mocking tone, as if he was sighing. "If I knew this would happen today, I wouldn't have done it back then."
Cai Jiannan smirked and left the Qin Family with the others.
Wherever they passed, everyone hurriedly moved aside and watched them leave in shock.