C130 (1/2)

However, in terms of numbers, our side still has almost half the number of people compared to these people, but in a battle between cultivators, it's not as if we can win just because we have more people. It's in terms of strength and cultivation, and whoever has the toughest fist will be the victor.

Under the care of the Daoist Master Qingfeng, my battles with the ordinary people were more than easy. This gave me time to observe the battle situation around me.

First, my gaze fell on Master. The horsetail whisk in his hand is the most eye-catching, and every wave of it is able to cause the air to collide, causing an explosive sound.

After fighting with my master for a moment, the strange man in the black robe seemed to be unable to resist the horsetail whisk in my master's hands, and he suddenly flew backwards, his figure flashed, he recited a spell, and his body suddenly expanded, becoming a monster covered in black Qi. He was at least ten feet tall, and the black robe on his body also floated out, emitting a wave of death energy, as he charged towards my master.

My master also suddenly flew out and threw out four or five blue talismans. These talismans emitted a blue glow and suddenly grew in the air, condensing together to form a Taiji eight trigram diagram. These talismans collided with the black-robed eccentric's robe.

Soon after, my master also stood still. He quickly formed a hand seal, stepped on the ground, and shouted, ”Please, god!”

Immediately after, my master's body seemed to have grown a meter taller as well. He was tall and mighty, tearing apart his green and gray daoist robe. The horsetail whisk in his hand flew out as countless threads flew out, turning into countless sharp blades that flew towards the strange man in black robes.

The strange man in black suddenly let out a roar and shot out several masses of black air towards the sharp blade formed from the horsetail whisk.

At the same time that the black gas shot out, the strange man in black robes charged towards my master, and the two of them started to fight. They were fast and fierce, and a few nearby trees were also hit by the black smoke, knocking them to the ground and uprooting them.

I have never seen such an exciting battle between cultivators. Just how much power does a cultivator possess? If he were to become an enemy of an ordinary person, it would truly be a great disaster.

However, there will always be people that will deal with them, just like what my second martial uncle said. In this world, there is no separation between good and evil, there is only righteousness, and people like my master and my martial uncle are the ones who stop these evil people from being the masters of justice.