Chapter 562 (1/2)

At the same time, Shen Feng, who was meditating in the shade of the tree, suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the three small family friars were startled and thought that their complaint had been heard by the other party.

However, after opening his eyes, Shen Feng didn't pay attention to the three small family friars at all, but looked dignified and focused on the dense jungle not far from them.

A breeze blew gently, and his ears could not help shaking. It seemed that he was listening carefully.

Suddenly, a sharp cold light burst out in his deep eyes, and then immediately turned to remind the middle-aged man beside him:

”Uncle Ruicheng, someone is coming!”

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged man and another Shen clan immediately looked at the dense forest along his eyes.

However, when they explored, they found no figure.

Just then, a monk of Qingyun gate shouted loudly:

”Everyone is ready to fight. Someone touched the early warning talisman!”

After listening to this, other monks who were still recuperating showed their own magic tools and carefully explored the surrounding situation.

At the next moment, several sharpened thick trunks flew out of the dense forest and rushed directly at them.

”Kill!”

The Qingyun sect disciple who practiced Qi perfectly shouted a murderous cry.

He rushed out first, waved a sword spirit with the spirit sword in his hand, and directly split a tree trunk into several sections.

Then a team of monks in the later stage of Qi training rushed out of the dense forest opposite.

There are not many, not few, but also ten people in this team. The leading friar, who practices Qi and is full, is wearing the clothes of the external disciples of Wuji sect.

Without too much nonsense, the friars of both sides killed each other immediately after meeting.

Because both Qingyun sect and Wuji sect have given rich rewards for their war achievements, the morale of the Qi training friars on both sides of the war has greatly increased.

At this time, in the eyes of both friars, the head on each other's neck is already the coveted cultivation resources.

The disciple of Qingyun sect who practices Qi perfectly and the friar of Wuji sect who practices Qi perfectly have been fighting together.

They use a sword and a sword, and constantly collide with brilliant sparks in the air.

I saw that a middle-aged woman practicing Qi for nine layers suddenly snatched from the other friars. It seemed that she wanted to attack Qingyun sect disciples together with the man.

Seeing this behind the scenes, the nine layer people of the Shen family who practiced Qi immediately offered magic weapons to meet them and intercepted them.

Before long, everyone on the battlefield had found their opponents.

At the edge of the battlefield, Shen Feng's figure kept moving, and behind him was a Wuji friar.

At this time, all the opponents on the battlefield are of the same level or even lower than their own cultivation. However, for Shen Feng, his own cultivation is the lowest among all the people present, so he has to face the opponent with higher cultivation than himself.

”Boy, don't run if you have the ability!”

The man with seven layers of Qi was roaring behind Shen Feng.

Originally, when he saw that his opponent had only one six layer friar practicing Qi, he was full of disdain, ready to beat him as quickly as possible, and then rob other heads.

However, to his surprise, before they fought, the other party turned and fled, and ran faster than the rabbit.